Archive for June, 2015

Envy by Lexi Morgan

Posted: June 12, 2015 by Lexi in LexiM2015

I wish I didn’t envy Her so much,
But I do.

She floats when She walks,
She sings when She talks,
Every heart beats with joy at her Smile.

She is loved by many and hated by none:

She is beauty in the n’th degree.

She outshines even the brightest sun-
She steals all my light from me.

She is a blue jay flying in the summer sun

While I am only a crow.

She sings of fragrant, balmy nights to come
And enjoy those reveries that I will never know.

Beauty 

Posted: June 12, 2015 by aenbell in AllisonB

beauty is deeper then skin 

Beauty is what’s on the inside 

Not on the outside 

beauty is more then hair and

Pretty faces 

Beauty comes from the heart 

Beauty is not love 

You could love a ugly 

person 

Loves not on the outside 

Of the skin 

Love is from your heart 

Under the skin 

Where it matters 

Posted: June 12, 2015 by Lexi in LexiM2015

There is not enough
Magic in the language of
Humans to express the
Freedom of a mind.

There is no
Liberation comparable to that of
Being one with not only yourself, but with
Everything.

All life exists as a
Piece of a jigsaw puzzle-
Individuals making a beautiful
Picture, impossibly fitting
Together like the fibers of a fine piece of
Silk.

What’s wrong with being an edge piece?
Nothing.
What’s wrong with being a middle piece?
Nothing.

Every other piece would mean
Nothing if one was missing: just an
Unintelligible gathering of pieces.

When the puzzle is
Finished, you realize not a single piece is
Jumbled. Every one had a
Place.

Like Sunlight in a Dark Place by Lexi Morgan

Posted: June 12, 2015 by Lexi in LexiM2015

No place is there on Earth
Where the contrast of Sun and Shadow is greater
Than in the forests.

The purple twilight persists through the day
Like the will to live in a human mind.

Then from the darkness
The blinding light of sun breaks in
Like the memory of you,
Reminding me of a time when I was happy-
A time when the sun didn’t burn.

But here in the endless night of the forest,
It only hurts
And beckons my eyes to close.

So sudden is this onslaught of the past
That even in my running to the shadows
The oppressive light stays with me
As a ghost behind my eyes.

Posted: June 12, 2015 by hannahmarie64 in HannahW2015

Sadness is not absence-
the forces in my life
are pushing me away
and creating a black hole
where there should be happiness
sadness is not arctic, either
it’s a lonely, forgotten black
the pigment we choose to
decorate our bodies with
whenever another hole is formed
in the center of our hearts

what more is there to say?
sadness is the presence of all that’s wrong
of the things polluting our positivity
weighing us down
anchors in the vast sea

hello, death

Posted: June 12, 2015 by hannahmarie64 in HannahW2015

I wish I didn’t envy death so much, but I can’t help it. He can take someone’s life in the blink of an eye, or he can spy on them because he’s infatuated with their existence. He knows all that’s happened, he can see it whenever he’d like, and he knows all that’s going to happen. He’s been to wars and tragic events, and he always shows up on time for work. Death must feel heavenly because people are terrified by his existence, terrified of the day they’ll come in contact. Not me, though. I welcome you, death, and you must favor me most of all because I look best in a black gown.

Posted: June 12, 2015 by hannahmarie64 in HannahW2015

You left me stuck in your memory
drowning in the scent of your cologne
with the smell that lingers for hours
creating this instinctive recognition of my past
when someone walks by
with the slightest hint of you
I struggle to form words
and I feel my heart collapse