Autumn Bragg
I like to write poetry!
Autumn Bragg
I like to write poetry!
I like to write poetry!
I like to write poetry!
tears become my own personal waterfall
drops turn into rushing currents
of the mississippi
i’m the only one here
the birds may visit in the morning
and the tadpoles are too little
to engulf me
human connection isn’t here
the boats pass harbors
leaving me the most still of ponds...
the list would never end
almost like the concept of space
not only in our galaxy but out in the universe
where expansion is expanding
my love for you is absorbed by the unending, the universe we claim to know
but really only I know the true way to your constellation
even if you are moons aways
light years cannot distance us, for you
bright luminous among the others
proceeding the quality of polari...
the wind doesn’t get the hint
stop being pushy with me
& the unnecessary treatment
for no one wants you here
even the squeaky dock
being a poorly built pier
for you are annoying
like the men in my dm’s
who don’t understand
my hatred for the wind
as nature bound i am
i don’t like ur pressure...