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[theblueumbrellathoughts]

A Flower in Early Spring

Like a flower in early spring,

I can't open up to you,

You come every day with your watering can.

But still stay completely closed off.

I'm not the sunflower you think I am,

I don't even turn towards the sun.

Even though she gives me her unconditional warmth.

I'm that dried up flower that was picked by a child, A child who didn't know how to take care of it.

And then forgot all about it once they found another to pick.

I laid there on the concrete,

Drying Out

My color fading

Life leaving my stem.

Then you came along

You picked me up and decided to return me to the Earth,

Watering me every day.

You declare your love to me,

But you don't pick at my petals,

Instead, you give your gingers on them. Soft and Sweet.

Like a flower in the Spring.

I can't open up to you.

Yet

You come every day with your watering can. Hoping to catch a glimpse of the flower I am.

Perhaps on a warmer Summer day,

I'll open up.

[saramackenzie1982]

Bravery, my heart -- Strength, my soul -- Harmony, my voice -- Nothing will knock me! ☮️💕🙂⭐️🌻 Sara Ellie MacKenzie, 8/5/22 #Survivor #GotBackUp #SingForTheLaugh #SingForTheTear #APoemForYou #CatCalabrese #AfternoonPoetry #TeaForTwo #PourMeACup #AfternoonRead #LocalAuthor #NewBritain https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg4zTEfup8q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[rosek-jpg-blog]

Day 45: lying in questioning

You didn’t say anything to me.

There was no conversation I had hoped for.

No “you look pretty”

or “what are your favorite flowers”

nothing.

But part of me knew

that you wanted to

ask all those things

and say exactly what you meant

to say.

I’m still trying to figure out

why you didn’t.

- Day 45

[caspiansrecovery]

#poetry #poem #original #forrowen #foreveryone #apoemforyou #somuchmore https://www.instagram.com/p/B2CD_jtp8-R/?igshid=1gyqpo77m8yxz

[soumyamurthy]

Slash

Sometimes, usually, when the world is spewing nothing but black, I trace sweet lines of joy, and wait. In tremulous anticipation.

It trickles in a small nondescript bubble, unsure of why I pulled it out. And shyly peeks, bathed in painful lines of red. Quietly pulsing my lifeless veins.

Crimson senses awaken me from my stupor, careening me into a seeming arch of life, and yet I know as do they, that all I will do is swing right back into the pitted depths.

The words will fail, with jagged shadows cast. The men won’t smile and friends disappear along with your cat. And yet I know as don’t they, that empty void was where I always belonged.

[hurricaneintherain]

Your mind is a galaxy I don't know where to start and where to end.

@keziadavita

[thethrilllofitalll]

A Poem for You

Down at the bottom of the garden I felt you One day.  Beneath the moss and the dead leaves You come to me Unravelling. 

Quiet as rain  Curled up  Waiting Like a fern,  A hedgehog,  Or a cat in a flowerbed.  Through the crispy crust of snow, Snoozing in the sun. Melting, Softening A return. 

You are waiting  For me

Beneath the bed your memories lie.  Folded neatly and preserved Shoved in boxes, forgotten.  The things we lose, leave behind  Or save for another time.  Waiting for Spring. The wild geese are heading home again. 

I remember warmth.  Sun on my skin.  Your eyes on me Like fire.  Anticipation. 

And the world is somehow much smaller and yet also impossibly big And I am hungry for you and the memories we were supposed to make, Unbooked tickets, untrodden footstep, unseen sights- Un-un-un. 

These days I don't know what to say

So I try to keep it small. 

I don’t pay attention to the world ending. It has ended for me Many times And began again in the morning

We’ve got the time We’ve got the space Claustrophobia and agoraphobia at the same time Like two people in a bed.

Still- You want it.

An amplified state, Mistakes easily made.  Observed. Because of this, Because of this that,  Because of that the other.  My tongue is sour  But it made me feel better.

Say what you mean,  But you better not mean what you say. Consequences. And so it seems safer not to act. I want you now and I want you here You smell my fear But you do not run Or turn away. 

Instead. You wait. 

She believes it’s down to her formula Something broken Long ago- Who knows when  Or what- But broken and never quite completely fixed. 

If you can’t speak it Can you fix it? If you can’t hold it in your hands  Or roll it between the fingers of another Bite down on it teeth clenched, Point it out with hands high Examine it with clear vision Eyes other than your own Then is it real?  Your truth (?)

Still, you wait. 

Fingers stretched for something near An unnecessary longing. A belonging.  I expect sadness Like you expect rain But both offer a new beginning. 

Storm in a teacup. 

We dance in the living room

And wake the neighbours Nothing but presence and potential and facts and future Why does evidence bow down to doubt? We meet in honesty. Inspiration in abundance, Fresh air living. We can find poetry in puzzles,  The garden of eden in our backyard, A sonata in the kitchen sink.

You delivered me. 

When I look at you I know. You do not have to be good To be worthy. You will always be waiting.  Softly. Hopefully. Your body  A warm animal.  My body Nestled A perfect fit.

You are a long unopened letter, Crumpled but full of hope.  Solid, unwavering, Subtle as magic. 

[eliesndeceit-blog]

A poem from Hearts + Words ❤Elies #eliesndeceit #getyourcopytoday #apoemforyou #saturdayislove

[nypcsean]

Time.

So in the still of mornings’ moon, i will rest my weary mind,

to know it’s you, when the sun breaks in the afternoon.

My mind, a symphony of time, intertwined,

your presence, Heaven to my mind. 

Words evade my lips, on the cusp of fingertips,

as you lay your weary head, troubles melt away.

Brushed against my chest, your breath beneath my neck.

When the hands of time meet again.

There i will be.

[omadad]

Overtime

In all my life, I never thought of soul mates I never thought love would give me Happiness But, you were the sun And, I, the moon Although traveling, different journeys Ours somehow intercepted And my god The life you brought into me Was beautiful Just like you Unfortunately, Out of all the things I do best In my life Is hiding My feelings, My thoughts, My words, And those are things most important to love I slipped away to the darkness But, you somehow stayed shining I admire you for that I admire that you still Talked, Laughed, Smiled with me I see now, You deserve better, You, my sun, deserve an earth, Someone you can Bring life and love to Someone who appreciates All your warmth I hope she heals you, I hope you help her grow, I hope you know, My love for you will never diminish As I watch from afar Just please, For me, Don't hurt earth, Like I hurt you, For she cares for many, holds tremendous life, And is beauty and grace all in one, Cherish her and know me and my stars Are happy your happy

[rosek-jpg-blog]

Day 40: my improbable dream

I dreamed

of a life

so colorful,

that I knew

the one

I would have

with you

would never

measure up to it.

- Day 40

[x-heesy]

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[fallingindaisies]

Our lives are nothing more than stories left to fade into bittersweet memories

We look back upon them - rereading our intricate chapters, feeding off the nostalgia of happier times

I often lay awake at night wondering if I will ever feel the sun's rays again, or will I be engulfed by this saddness and longing for your touch

Either way, I will wait - never feeling love, fovermore waiting for the warmth I have only ever found in you

, your luna

[inaod]

YOU . I am lying down, my back softly on the sand, looking at you. You are mesmerizing, you are Wonder. You are soothing, you are Love. . I remembered naming the Lights of your vastness, I remembered gazing at the same you on the other side of Earth, I remembered singing about your Beauty while sinking in it. . You have been watching over me, Your calmness guides me through the lonely nights, Your presence has always been permanent, Your understanding is never ending. . I adore you and I am grateful for you, I adore the lights and I am grateful for the darkness, Falling for you, my Love, is the most wonderful experience in life. . 18.2.18 #apoemforyou #27daysinbali (at Lembongan, Bali, Indonesia)

[neferdede]

Her words are crocheted in my mind Just as the pain signals down my spine Only for strength. Only for peace. Only for a better tomorrow. Still I Rise. Sometimes a pen poems Sometimes I stay silent and observe..... What you find when wondering study halls... #MayaAngelou #apoemforyou #apoemortwo #StylistaInMind #thoughts #rise #wakeup #morning #StylistaInMind

[thenamesjason-blog1]

Oblivion

         Oblivion is what I will call it

         the day I met the inevitable.

              I felt the real defeat;

            when love made a call.

         So subtle it is to distinguish

           what an angel looks like;

          as hard as it is for a child to

                          hike.

                   Slowly, it becomes so clear

          like a person wiping a tear.

              Alluring and Exquisite

         so redundant as it may sound

        My heart, like a storm, starts to

                          beat

           because I finally found --

               the angel of my life.

- Jason Aco -

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