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( I made a poll asking my watchers which poems they would like to hear me read, so--here goes. )
She Talks With Monster:
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Androphobia
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Supernova
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She Talks With Monster:
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She Talks With MonstersThis girl never had a fear of monsters.
She allowed them to rest on the insides of her eyelids,
the crook of her neck, the empty spaces of her chest cavity.
She had no fear, there were much scarier things in this world
than darkness, clawing at her back. Living for the night
she etched her dreams upon the bars of her cage
whispering of centuries past because she truly missed the sun,
grass on her back. Frosty Decembers have her forgetting
what it feels like to love, but she knows who she is—
she doesn't need the taste of cigarette ash
suffocating her inside her own flesh.
November skies tore open this night,
ripping a hole in her bedsheets.
It is in those dark spaces between
bone marrow and heartbeats that she finds herself-
tattered and breathless, whispering dark secrets
into a strangers ears. Her origami limbs folding
like patterned paper only to reach desperately
for the sun kissed frills of Apollo's robes.
Androphobia
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Androphobiai was stitched lips and a flightless raven heart-
all sex and a contorting spine;
his own lips engraving 'kiss me's' on empty stars.
& between you and me: i feared his teeth,
& tongue, & honest organs-
with skin that begged, 'please, don't touch me.'
don't touch me.
don't fucking touch me.
i am not soft.
there is a war raging in my lungs,
screaming through the uncharted galaxies
of my wanderlust heartstrings.
i am not soft.
i am lust, & war, & envy—
i am sin,
crooked, misshapen,
& the kind of prosetry yet to be proofread.
—but he wanted to claim my guarded ghost eyes
and crossed legs.
'just—let me hold you.'
his callused hands were cancer,
my still body, a clock.
Supernova
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SupernovaShe only ever wanted a real reason to scream, collecting her tears in jars and hiding them behind Poe and Hemingway; she secretly hoped for an ocean to call her own. She would name it after an aged bird spirit, pain manifested in many a Gods image—believing our vast universe formed by the callused hands of artists.
"They must have a sick, twisted sense of humor." she said, eyes on the moon.
And I asked her "Who?" curious, because I'd yet to figure her out.
"The Gods; they give dead stars the prettiest of names."
Greetings!
Hello all of my lovely friends! I hope this little update finds you all well and good! I myself have had quite the busy year - though I've popped up on here every once in a while to check in. I'm still writing, still creating - still trying to help as I always have. I may post some new material in the very near future - so I hope you all enjoy that. I want to once again be a contributing voice among this community that's embraced me and had my back for so many years. Wish me luck!
That said, something has come to my attention within the last couple of days, though the issue seems to have been dealt with. (Thankfully. Though I'd still like to
A very good friend of mine passed away last night.
I am completely speechless and heartbroken. My good friend and fellow writer, PoeticSins (https://www.deviantart.com/poeticsins) passed away last night. I can't wrap my mind around it. Sickle Cell has claimed the life of another wonderful person and I can't even seem to put into words how I feel about this right now. Kee was a beautiful, genuine person and completely unafraid to speak the truth. I will miss her for the rest of my days, but I will also know she is no longer in any pain. She was my rock during some very hard times in my own life and I just wish so desperately that I could have been there for her too during this.
But, she does leave behind her words. And I'll s
Update! :)
Hello everyone! I've missed you, and dA! But I've been so so busy with life and a serious lack in inspiration. And I'll be completely honest and say that I haven't written a poem in maybe 8 months. I hope to change that soon; I'm trying, I really am. I moved out of my and my fathers old apartment and now live in a tiny efficiency with my cat. There are boxes everywhere as I have way too many books, haha. But things seem to be looking up for me and I just wanted to keep my dA family updated as some of you seemed quite worried. Just know that I love you all and you're amazing.
-Kayla
Christmas Wishlist
I was tagged by LionesseRampant (https://www.deviantart.com/lionesserampant)
Her wish list can be found here:
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I adore the rhythm and voice you gave these pieces. I could literally lean back, close my eyes, and let my consciousnesses delve in your words, feeling them rather than just hearing them or reading them. It is such a pleasant experience.
Thank you. c:
WHY ARE YOU SO TALENTED AND INCREDIBLE AND AWESOME AND RJHBVUHBRVUEHBFVUHJBBWHDBHEBEBBUHVBUHEBFVJHWBFVHBVH.
I adore the rhythm and voice you gave these pieces. I could literally lean back, close my eyes, and let my consciousnesses delve in your words, feeling them rather than just hearing them or reading them. It is such a pleasant experience.
Thank you. c: