BeeTheWanderer

20. You are an enigma written in a language I have not yet learned to decode I ask myself in the mirror if I've met you before, some lifetime ago ...

19. You offer up an outcry, an ocean, a tidal wave of words meant to wash away the scars your sins have left but some wounds leave hearts denser than ...

18. Six lives I have lived- one remains. Those who have fallen me- Ignorance, Tolerance, Fear and Shame, Indulgence, and Despair- these are the names I whisper to myself time ...

17. Sometimes I lay awake and think about the ways of the universe. I can't help it, I have all these words, these glimmers of color, some flash of sunlight ...

16. there is a place in the cracks between all thought, and that is where I make my dwelling. my particular favorite is halfway between "maybe..." and "I don't think..." ...

15. In shadows I find my peace, To look upon the world in wonder, and hide my face Let me curl myself into the space where you are, The empty ...

14. Over and over I have told you, brother, How it must be- Charge on, On, On though the desert heat seems never to end, On through the whispered lies ...

13. When life has drawn the line and said, you shall grow this high and no higher It is easy to shrink down to size, contort yourself into some paper ...

12. There's black and there's white, and I imagine a kaleidoscope of colors in between, blurring and flashing momentarily into clarity Myself tumbling and lost amidst bursts brighter than my ...

11. There is a line , I think, that threads through all my dreams All the way back to the shadowy time of nameless faces and everything in the world ...

10. I did not expect to find myself wrapped in this cocoon Skin and brittle bones and flesh that weakens quickly All wrapped too snugly, too bigger-than-me and pressed against ...

09. There is always a break between the lightning and the thunder. I never dream when I'm asleep, but When we're alone together, I'm not here. There are words spilling ...

08. When winter was letting go of the land And flower petals chased us as we ran I kept you in sideglace view ...... As you told me a story ...

So atp a lot of them are going to be half-finished, or ones I rushed to complete, because I really struggle with ending my poetry and I often take months ...

07. When we were laying side by side and looking up at the stars And you told me how you longed to travel them someday, My heart responded, I will ...