All Poems
A page I will update with recent upcoming poems, more will be added over time.
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All Poems
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A page I will update with recent upcoming poems, more will be added over time.
I know this poem is very gay, and while I am still somewhat proud of this one it is not one of my favorites because it just doesn't quite feel right.
In the pale moon glow
When only the most damned
& the most beautiful show.
Across the creek I scanned
The air left me looking upon my star
a shining twinkling sapphire
I needed to be beside her, yet look from afar
All I wanted, ever needed, was her
Oh my glorious star above me
What can you, above the heavens,
Look down upon us all and see
Do you see me, my sapphic confessions?
I heard her call late last night
I was far from alone
Yet the voice among shadows gave me fright
Her soft iridescent moan
What would I give, to move heaven and earth
Yet I refuse to upset the world
Not out of fear, the fear of your mirth
But for a reason that makes my heart swirl
Oh my glorious star above me
What can you, above the heavens,
Look down upon us all and see
Do you see me, my sapphic confessions?
To pull you from your heavenly perch
Would be to upset the very
Gods above, and topple my church.
As such, it is my heart, my love, I bury
I make the choice to do this,
Content to watch you from below
To stand by and admire your bliss
Whether it be, rain, shine, or snow.
Oh my glorious star above me
What can you, above the heavens,
Look down upon us all and see
Do you see me, my lonesome confessions?
I'm a little embarassed to say that this poem was written because I was getting nostalgic for the Minecraft Movie. I can't really help it, I feel like I left a lot of myself on those old minecraft world and on old servers. Maybe its just because I was younger and things were easier, or maybe I miss the people in my life in that era.
I believe you leave a part of yourself anywhere you had roots.
Sometimes it’s small, leaving a part of your heart on a playground where you met your best friend
But often it’s big.
I left a lot of me behind in 20 years of life and I wouldn't take any of it back.
Part of me, will forever remain in a little online community, an invisible mark of my existence forever quarantined in a not so lonely isolation.
Part of me never stopped playing on her old DS in the car. She's still there, a ghost haunting the back seat of a sedan on late nights.
Part of me still lives on that old farm. Playing with my baby brother, feeding horses and imagining a better world.
Part of me is still in that apartment, sharing a bed with my brother before mom relapsed again.
And a part of me is still at my first job. Mopping up alone after dark and still nursing the one latte from an hour ago.
Despite how much of me I left behind, I am still all of me. Like a snake I shed my skin, constantly, a new fresh skin growing to replace the old and create new memories and experiences. To find new places to leave parts of me.
But I don't just leave parts of me. I carry parts of others as well.
As people came and went from my life I learned from them, and I carry them with me in different ways.
My birth mother kept like a charm bracelet strapped on too tight. Bad times covered by good memories that I can’t take off.
My mentor, the watch on my wrist who reminds me of my own ability. He believed in me more than I did myself.
An old friend. The ghost who haunts from over my shoulder. Hovering, guiding me with an invisible hand.
And my baby brother, hand clenched in mine as I walk forward. No words can describe how much I miss him.