Can I have a word, please?

It wasn't that easy, was it? To deal with all the unknowns that lay out there but we can conquer it, we have to.

A Cold Kiss

A cold kiss on the cheek,
I lacked the strength to speak.
For it was a breath, a gasp
that did not catch.
These words that did not take flight,
in the end be they my plight.
That cold caress of death.
How it robs us of breath.

Can I have a word, please?

We hid from the whispers, wind and pain. I knew that on my heart you were a permanent stain.

Inspiration Lately

Lately, I've been drawing my inspiration from pictures. I see captions when I look at them, little sentences frozen in time just like pictures are moments frozen in time. I'll try to post more 'one liners' as I've currently called them until I come up with a better title. Maybe 'a short note' or 'just a word, please?' That's really all for now, silent world.

Can I have a word, please?

She was always tirelessly wiping the imaginative mascara from under her eyes, in an effort to revive the dead look the mirror reflected back at her.

Can I have a word, please?

And they embraced amidst the horrors of the war.

what do you want me to say, empty world?

Golden band

these images that cloud my mind,
these notebook pages with love poems lined.
it's your stories that I miss,
that underlying sense of bliss.
come find me and take my hand,
and promise me a golden band.

Back from oblivion

Sometimes I'd gaze longingly at this blog and think "maybe I should write something today" and then I'd go back to my homework. So this summer Poemer will come out of oblivion and maybe have the occasional thing to say, even though I feel like the words just float around in space.

Starvation

a face of valleys and peaks.
and when it speaks,
its mouth a cavern of black.
taken aback by the knees that knock together.
A stomach, a bowl,
not quite whole.
bones constructed of weak groans.
just a bag of skin and bones.