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Muted tones of chirpy songs and quiet replies,
punctuated by toilet breaks and
grunts of playful frigid hands;
return to kisses of bad breath and bitten lip.
And beautiful beginnings smile in the stillness after rain
gentle morning hues of bedroom warmth
to laughter and mischievous eyes close and kisses… kisses... kisses
that wish for always and forever and not end.
But loving tears were (nearly unseen) caught
and held between the soft breast of here and now–
tomorrow, “even this is beautiful” she said,
and Goodbye has never stopped heartbreak.
punctuated by toilet breaks and
grunts of playful frigid hands;
return to kisses of bad breath and bitten lip.
And beautiful beginnings smile in the stillness after rain
gentle morning hues of bedroom warmth
to laughter and mischievous eyes close and kisses… kisses... kisses
that wish for always and forever and not end.
But loving tears were (nearly unseen) caught
and held between the soft breast of here and now–
tomorrow, “even this is beautiful” she said,
and Goodbye has never stopped heartbreak.
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carousel
we laughed like children high on m&ms,
danced like we were carousel horses,
and jump-roped our way through obstacle courses.
I saved our footsteps in mason jars,
in case we ever needed to follow yellow brick roads
to get home.
home was an illusion:
honesty without truth,
apologies without forgiveness,
I kept home sandwiched between
"never" and "have to."
caroline, they'd say. caroline,
stop being such a dreamer. stop taking
us for granted.
I packed every apology possible
into my breath, left runaway plans lingering
in the silence between family.
when I found you dancing in the street,
I listened for merry-go-round music.
I
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the day we died
It started when space imploded
you pulled me back, landed me on the moon,
so we could sit in the vacuum silence
and watch suns spiral down to hell.
You radiated, my minuscule flare,
your worn heat baked my bones brittle,
but it somehow made me stronger.
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It ended when your eyes slid lateral,
fractured feelings leaking out in tears;
it was the first and last thing
I ever saw again.
This ridiculous happenstance,
simple in its impossibility,
was what broke us apart:
While solar light is beautiful,
it blinds when reflected by
automobile metal.
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Through the Light
The cancer took Mary on a Friday, just after three in the morning. She was laying in bed, sleeping. I sat in the chair near the window, reading something, I forget now what, trying not to think about the moment, only thinking about the moment. It had just finished raining, and I had the window to the room cracked, the scent of fresh condensation floating in from the garden outside. The air smelled pure and relaxed. It was lovely.
I was dozing slightly when the EKG started to beep. It took me several seconds to realize what exactly I was hearing, not that it mattered much. By the time I was out of the chair, the nurse had walked in. She move
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