Hang On

He was hanging off a bridge…

Hey again! I believe I’ve successfully broken through my writer’s block! Tonight’s a double feature with another free verse poem that’s straight from the heart. Hope you enjoy!

The first time I saw him,
he was hanging off a bridge.
I rushed over and bent down,
reaching out to grab his hand.
His long fingers interlocked with mine,
and for a brief moment,
all was okay.
All was ecstasy.

Then, his fingers started slipping,
s l o w l y,
agonizingly,
but surely.
I strained frantically,
sobbing and screaming simultaneously,
trying to maintain some hold on him —
And all the while,
he kept slackly slipping
further and further out of my grasp.

An eon later,
an eon of mind-numbing pain later,
the connection was severed;
And as I watched him fall away,
vision barred with gemlike teardrops,
it dawned on me:

He had never attempted to hang on.


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Hang On

Her Galaxy (Tanka)

Her eyes encompass a galaxy of their own…

Hey guys! I’ve been experiencing writer’s block recently, which is why I haven’t written poetry in so long. Here’s a ‘Tanka’ (See Intertwined Petals (Tanka)) I wrote that comes straight from the heart. Hope you enjoy!

Her eyes encompass

a galaxy of their own;

Chocolatey swirls,

flecked with raw emotion —

Profound pools of untold stories.


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Insecure Safety (Free Verse)

Is it safe within a safe?

Hey guys! So I’m sort of on a kick of incorporating emotion into my poetry recently, so here’s another ‘Free Verse’ poem that hopefully conveys an emotion through it… See if you can guess the emotion I was trying to convey. Enjoy reading!

In safe hands,
the diamond sits contentedly;
Placed into a vessel,
a sanctuary,

Protected from all harm.

Until the roof comes caving in,
Metal collapsing
under fierce assault,
and with a shattering tumult,
The diamond lies

broken
within a safe.


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