Of Poetry and Sound: Raw Free Verse of an Overthinker
Manic as stretched hours
Mixed metaphors flow
outside the lines
Blurry beautiful bleeding watercolors
One messy mosaic an offspring of time makes
Constantly quantifying life with
arbitrary measurements
Post miles along a carefully grafted check list
Shimmering splendor
Folded against a secret box
Nestled under
Blanketed pine
Planning smiles
Surprise lit faces
Beaming bright as summer
(Turn on music at the bottom for the full experience) Harpoon me through the heart In this river of sadness Pull me a million directions And I’ll know it as if it were my own Oh, tragic beauty of feeling for another This torture of empathy, a burden I won’t put down For I knowContinue reading “Empath”
Fire that ignites me
Surges on inside me
Kindling my soul
Color saturated flesh. Needle point.
Art come alive on this human canvass
Close your eyes
Count to one
That’s how long forever feels
Aspirations are your blood smeared face
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