I reach through the darkness and touch a soft baby arm.
Late Nights with Newborns
Tag: Poetry
Tappity-tap
Nodding off to the tappity-tap, bobbing with a string-played song, I shake off my chains. The chains that make my stomach hurt, my head buzz, and my heart quaver at what the future could hold. I don't want to give in give up control to the sticky way fear holds tight to me. Hissing, writhing, … Continue reading Tappity-tap
Take Me to the Other Side
Take me to the other side of your brain where you're actually honest, and mean to do what you say you'll do, rather than pretending to yourself it's the truth. Take me to the other side of that happy face to what you actually feel and think, whenever you promise and lie, side by side, … Continue reading Take Me to the Other Side
My Love
Each shrine of my art is dedicated to the muse which is you. And each rung of my dreams spools and hinges on your existence. I only started to breathe real air when you stood still to breathe next to me-- perhaps the first to just stand there doing nothing, saying nothing, but just there … Continue reading My Love
The Girl in Love with Scott Smith
I'm drowning in my own flesh no man can see me in here. As a woman, I can hardly be found as such in my form, my ball, my world. And yet, a woman I still am weeping and laughing and crying all in my room hidden away within my ghastly suit. I love him. … Continue reading The Girl in Love with Scott Smith
Paint You Away
You were right. You're heart only beats, and there's something miswired in your soul. Black as you were, and still are, I remember you. And scratching at the surface with my pen to understand I paint your picture. Every dark color and nasty need. The way you pounded on the ivory keys, fooled to think … Continue reading Paint You Away
Just Going Through the Phases
"You do this all the time" he said, frustrated and I laughed. "Saying only half of your thought then stopping the rest from coming out. Don't you know how much that bothers me? I'm so curious..." "Why do you tease me?" He looked peeved, but I knew. "You mean one thing but seem to say … Continue reading Just Going Through the Phases
Betrayer’s Truth
He speaks that betrayer's truth, dear, that secret that makes me ashamed. Such a simple thing, on short lived event, yet why does it matter so much to me? The betrayer's truth, oh how it stings, I know it full well in all its depths. Yet the final blow is when I realize that he … Continue reading Betrayer’s Truth
How to Fix Yourself
How to Fix Yourself: "Take a deep breath, without throwing up. Think of happy things, without thinking at all. Try to figure out why you are feeling. Reason and logic out your emotions. Let go of control to gain your control. Depend on this pill to be independent. Love yourself 'cause you don't trust others. And … Continue reading How to Fix Yourself
Raising a Hero–chapter 58
For the first time, my weekly (or biweekly, depending on how busy the inn was) visit to the temple was headed by Gus. He woke me up in the morning and almost seemed eager to go, which was…weird. Usually it was like pulling teeth to get him to go to the temple, and he’d inevitably … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 58
Author T.S. Lowe 