the beauty in that moment right

before

the end.

right before

the beginning.

right before the

i love you.

part

and the

i hate you.

part

right before

i’m fine

a million words are spoken in that moment before,

yet none are really expressed,

and they never will be.

I’ve only ever heard mentions of the after.

How they react,

What you deci...

“Who is that there?”

I pause, my eyes locked on the mirror

The face inside of it is new

She is fresh with an unfamiliar warmth

That bleeds from the corners

Of shimmering eyes

Into the blaze of a genuine smile

And there I saw beauty

In each crease and crevice of her skin

There was a gentle power in her hands

And resplendent wisdom

In shoulders

That too often carried boulders

But for once,

Were...

A tear glides down the cheek

Glistening, catching the light

But if you look a bit closer

The tear is a beautiful sight

Prisms glance off the drop

Sparkling like a diamond

A sunrise burst of vivid rays

Deep jewel hues on a highland

A geometric frame

Crystals in a snowy cave

For who would have thought this is how

A single sad teardrop behaves

It is incredible

That something so depressing

Has such...

Be(you)tiful.

Do this, and you couldn’t be more gorgeous....

A journal lies dormant, its secrets sealed tight,

A keeper of whispers from mornings to nights.

Forgotten pages, Where my younger self would write,

My dreams and my fears beneath the soft Moonlight.

Clothing, outgrown and gently frayed,

Hangs limply, a reminder of times relentless flow.

In its threads, a former self is displayed,

A narrative of who we once were in every fold.

The dishes, chippe...

Walking out to a breeze unfelt before

I fall to my knees

Others walking past without a second glance

As I smell the memory of a first dance

Sadness overcomes me

Do they not see?

Alone in my own nostalgia

Did it ever rain at all?

The sun beating down

It's fading from me

As it dries

It’s fading faster

Picking a single blade of grass

This scent I hold forevermore

Lost in translation among the rays

Bu...

Walking out to a breeze unfelt before

I fall to my knees

Others walking past without a second glance

As I smell the memory of a first dance

Sadness overcomes me

Do they not see?

Alone in my own nostalgia

Did it ever rain at all?

The sun beating down

It's fading from me

As it dries

It’s fading faster

Picking a single blade of grass

This scent I hold forevermore

Lost in translation among the rays

Bu...

effulgence indulgence

I’ll be your wallflower

You be my quotidian piece.

I knew a boy who was an artist

He drew my freckles like stars

My curls like silk

My eyes like windowpanes

To his world

He loved me until there was nothing left

But ashes and a smoking paintbrush....

They stand at the ready

Capable of dispensing such grace

Consensually spilling

So many secrets

Clear and to the point

A fount of notion, knowledge,

And communication

Retention

So hard-headed

Yet so transparent

Always leaving

A lasting impression

At once hard to hold

And easy to embrace

Often exhausting

Their partners

Before exhausting

Themselves

Not as luxuriantly elegant

In appearance

As th...

Daffodils and funny hats,

Cawl and road signs with more consonants than vowels

How does one pronounce ‘hyfryd’?

Why does it not sound remotely like what it means?

Beautiful,

A word I would use to describe your country

And the Welsh people

Beautiful.

The sunsets over St Bride’s Bay,

The endless fields of golden rapeseed,

The gentle hills dotted with sheep,

Ancient hedgerows with centuries of lege...