Diving into the calming blue, where no

Light can ever reach — my hands

Search for what my eyes

Will never see again.

Sinking down,

Where I no longer have to breathe;

Just slowly

Let my body sail away




Daily Banalities

Just took a shower

And wrapped my hair in a towel.

Walking back to my bed,

Always to the bedroom on the left.

The lights are always off

And there’s no people home.

No plans for tomorrow

And no real moment to live tonight —

Just cinnamon tea

And the same songs, over and over;

A thousand times



Kids On The Moon

Floating through the star colored sea.

Landing on the Moon,

While moving spheres come and go,

Swirling around as shiny falling lilies.

Children are out to play —

The Earth is far away,

There’s no reason to fear



I had to repost this. Not sure why I had a problem with the original post.

I may add a collage to this poem if I finally find out who made it. I found it last week. It’s beautiful.

Chapped Lips

In the wild of the thundering night,

Words refuse to whisper

The letters of your name


Little by little, the sounds

Of who you are

Crash against

The softness of my mouth


Cardboard box dreams;

Cut out masks

For us to wear

In the wild of the night




We’re living in an open sea —

A thundering blue destiny

That always leads to nothing


You could be

The flower I was meant to be —

There’s petals falling off of me,

The sun is doing nothing



{Photo by Lira}