Your Favorite Poems

RebelDyke · 06-02-2018, 10:16 PM

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your hear(i carry it in my heart)

Anastasia11 · 06-03-2018, 05:37 PM

The face in the mirror strange.

Wax lips curling hopeful

not her lips

nor the eyes her eyes.

She is peeling away from the vessel,

slipping out of the skin.

Isn’t it curious

the body below watching the face in the glass?

How she smiles at the stranger

then splinters into shards?

So easy to splinter and fly away.

Now she is a sparrow, small and brown,

scratching at broken pieces,

a spider on the ceiling

ravenous,

many legged,

a goat scrabbling up and up chinks

in the wall.

Broken, ravenous, scrabbling

she collects the shards

and swallows them.

It hardly hurts at all.

06-03-2018, 05:37 PM	#2
Anastasia11 Junior Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Preferred Pronoun?: she/her/hers Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: N/A Posts: 49 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 48 Thanked 52 Times in 25 Posts Rep Power: 859002	Splinter The face in the mirror strange. Wax lips curling hopeful not her lips nor the eyes her eyes. She is peeling away from the vessel, slipping out of the skin. Isn’t it curious the body below watching the face in the glass? How she smiles at the stranger then splinters into shards? So easy to splinter and fly away. Now she is a sparrow, small and brown, scratching at broken pieces, a spider on the ceiling ravenous, many legged, a goat scrabbling up and up chinks in the wall. Broken, ravenous, scrabbling she collects the shards and swallows them. It hardly hurts at all.

06-02-2018, 10:16 PM	#1
RebelDyke Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Butch Preferred Pronoun?: She/Her/Hers...please no male ID..it's insulting Relationship Status: settled and content Join Date: Mar 2011 Location: oz Posts: 2,569 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 4,574 Thanked 3,223 Times in 1,574 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your hear(i carry it in my heart)