coming of age
- Reads 79
- Votes 19
- Parts 3
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Mon, Jul 15, 2024
tie me with the sulphur-stained knots made out of soft summer kisses and gruesome hailstorm wails;
poetry inundated in the soft hues of a wildflower
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Dysphoria
"I dreamt I grew roots and sunk into deep earth, Where mud became my skin and dampened grains freckled my surface, I opened my mouth wide for the sprouting branches Leaf-speckled limbs And sunflowers blossomed from my eyes, Sunlight bled in waves, when my organ buried, drummed I know I have breathed earth-kissed breeze While moss grew slow and rich from my fingertips To clothe me and paint me living green, My bones turned to thick wood Bark splintering where furry creatures dip and pry in search of hearth, From my hair, summer grass rose toward thunderstormed sky And when those bloated clouds cracked open, wide I was bathed whole and I thought quite suddenly I must be alive" - I Dreamt I Was LivingComplete
Poems
"I know that sometimes for people, I feel like too much; But let me kiss away the phantom pain that the scars remind you of, Let me kiss the burns on your hands, From when you touched the burning fire within my soul. Let me show you that yes, I am too much. I am too much, to be let go." Number 73 in the 2017 Literary Awards Completed 12/21/16 My 1st poetry book.Complete
FirsT LovE
First Love always a fasinating due in each drizzling heart... You could enjoy this story.Complete
πΆπππ πΎπ π»πππ (ππππππ)
π²πππππππππ πππ πππππππ’ ππ πππππππ πππ ππ’πππ.Complete
Content Guidelines