Poetry – Page 16 – Ciara Ashley Johnson

geyser

crystal geyser, i feel your rumble. what began as a trickle is beating quickly against the walls of my heart. looking for a quick escape in my eyes, i cant fight this feeling. and as i search for the words i remember to stop. react. shut the umbrella and let it pour up, out andContinue reading “geyser”

signs of september

quiet moments find me soft in the stream of lights, forcing their presence through the cracks in the blinds. sleepy eyes turned watery eyes, dreamy eyes falling quietly back asleep. in the comfort of your security blanket. arms wrapped perfectly around my waist, up around my chest, your hand holds me tight. the morning bringsContinue reading “signs of september”

warm glow, solitude

straight to the head. blurry blind. forgetful fool. you should remember better. like a warm coat, it feeds. instead you walk blind. talking and talking to everyone but you . delirious and drunk in the moment. a stupid movement. a numbing drive home. an empty love nest. with a warm glowing, solitude. and i wantContinue reading “warm glow, solitude”

888

so gloomy my spirit soaks the pain up. straight on the rocks. i say one thing and you hear the other. and i feel you pick a scab that was never really there. defendant at loss, i always fight back. the tough skin on me knows nothing else. you surely can relate.. clearContinue reading “888”

worried and wondering

and the only time i can cooperate the only time i will give it up is if you hurt me. torture me. put nails through my spine. watch the blood leave nothing but words behind. silent keeper of the quiet riot. you believe in your moment. and the only time i give upContinue reading “worried and wondering”

thursday in june

such a glutton for punishment. it will never grow tiresome, this struggle to make you love me. after many afternoons pass me under my closed eyes, i can feel the tiny knots in my stomach growing stronger.. and i find my rest is necessary. some sort of service to myself and everyone else. a ceremonyContinue reading “thursday in june”

breakaway

chest bare to this new feel. i look towards the hallway and find it empty. i don’t see you looking in at me, comforted in my pureness. i’m catching water with my hands. i’m swimming in the pools with hungry Puranas. asking to be eating alive. eyes wet still from the mornings dew of youContinue reading “breakaway”

24

this is how i feel.. the year has ended.. perhaps it isn’t quite what you thought it would be.. it isn’t quite what you thought i would be. i felt it more in the last 24 hours, but i can tell you nothing… perhaps your hard knock life brings you to a catapult.. these 24Continue reading “24”

333.3

33. 33.33..33. stems. they bring nothing good anymore. pulls. on. the . neck. 33. 33.33.33. brims. lusty love. worn out love… .. i’m stretched… if i had knees.. . i would crawl.. with only parts of me. some day. one day.

quiet

in your movements, i steal quiet moments alone with you. you don’t see them, you rarely notice. but i like to hide weak in your strength when i can. because sometimes i feel. sometimes i hide soft for you to discover. because sometimes my skin tightens for you to notice. lips wet, eyes glisten. musclesContinue reading “quiet”