At the grey tea hour there were always rooms that throbbed incessantly with low sweet fever, while fresh faces drifted here and there like rose petals blown by the sad horns around the floor.
to hold devotion close
i place my love into creations divine
and i exist for their beauty
the shore glistens as the stars wash up
monotony and magnificent work
i know my life here is determined
the two were destined by the universe
and all the lovers among it
a new life has blossomed within them
and soon they are torn apart
despondent and forbidden
do we not exist for love?
led astray and across the universe
thoughts scattered amongst the herds
white horses in the waves of the river
and with a promise of achievement
everything leads back to you
to hold devotion close once again
internet is making us antisocial.
i when i wouldnt know how to
spell some shit like wenesday
id phone a friend
or ask my fuckbuddy
but now i just google it
and i have no friends
and my fuckbuddies dont speak
because theyre my hands
i just don’t understand you.
do you enjoy suffering, is that it?
because that’s all we know.
all times we’ve gotten angry,
then all the times we care.
i can’t see through you.
but i don’t want this to end.
for all the times i’ve been told
‘you don’t deserve this’
then tell me why i can’t let go.
make me see why i should.
please, don’t do this to me.
when you get dressed in the morning
you see that reflection, you sigh
the disappointment weighs on the air
and you don’t want to leave anymore
the smudged makeup and tears
all from fallen confidence
all you can see are the imperfections
created from an altered perception
make me photoshop handsome
make me a runway beauty
airbrush my features to oblivion
beg your natural body to change
I want to lay with someone
Holding me tight
Keeping me warm
I want to feel my heart racing
Though our shirts
I want the comfort of love
I want you
Afraid… Yet I Fight On
By: A. M. Paulson
The world is falling apart.
Hate is filling every other heart.
There is none to give me aid…
Never have I been so afraid…
Yet I keep hoping.
All around others spout hate,
Violence doesn’t abate.
The sky above
Is crashing on me like a dead dove.
Yet I keep giving others kindness love.
Those around me
Won’t let me be.
I am pushed in the mud
Covered in blood.
Yet I get right back up.
If this world I want to rearrange
Then I must keep fighting for change.
I cover the wounds with a ban-aid
Still feeling so afraid…
Yet I fight on.
AP Lang me is quaking
Poetry Challenge - Day 182 Like Your Martyrs
favourite line from one of my pieces.
I always have flowers
On my desk
To remind me even
In death there is
Title: Sleepless Sunrise
A performance of my poem ‘Anxiety Is…’
In a faded,
deep-plum coloured notebook
with a spiral ringed spine
and a mermaid’s tail sketched on the cover
on a page labelled
I wrote a note for myself
‘I love you really.’
You’ll discover that blood is sweeter than honey.
You’ll taste lust dripping down from my white fangs.
Oh, who would have thought it would be pomegranates?
Our forbidden fruit, whose seeds fall from my hands.
Follow them home, my dear love, Bride of Darkness,
Let carnations and lilies adorn your black veil.
We’ll reign in this morbid world of red-tinted angels
To remind them that ours is a match made in hell.
By: A. M. Paulson
Back in the month of March
I saw so much misery.
My hands were powerless
No aid could I give.
All I can do is write and paint
Those skills can’t stop an illness
Nor save lives.
Instead of succumbing to depression
Or giving the situation a bow.
I made a vow.
If all can do is write,
Then I will use it to fight
And assist others in this plight.
Until the pandemic ends
I will share a poem a day.
Hopefully the words will help
Those who feel
Maybe even get them to share
Their creativity once a day as well.
As of today,
I have shared over 10,000 words.
I have shared over 100 poems.
I have seen others share poems.
I have been told many thanks.
Once more I say,
Come what may,
I will not stop writing poems
Until the pandemic ends.
I think of you all as dear friends
And ask that you join with me
For hope needs to kept alive.