Georgia Tell's Blog, page 19

March 11, 2018

Poem #634

woman in love with her two month boyfriend
little boy says he’ll marry this girl one day
girl goes to her girlfriend’s house 5 nights a week
man closing the restaurant three dates in a row
“love is in the air,” says the writer

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Published on March 11, 2018 18:44

Poem #633

she will disappear soon
barely the air she breathes
lighter than a whisper
and she still won’t be happy

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Published on March 11, 2018 18:42

Poem #632

big gentle face
round brown eyes
melancholy look
giant snuggles
crushing girl
with enormous love

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Published on March 11, 2018 18:37

Poem #631

free child
smile without thought
dream without limit

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Published on March 11, 2018 18:34

March 8, 2018

Poem in Invisible Ink

The words are aching to explode from my chest. Instead, they leak in invisible ink. I want to read them, but I can’t see them, even with glasses.

I write this while I sit on a full-sized bed in a small room with nearly thirty other beings. The only way I survive is focus, focus on other things. I am a master of focus. Focus. Focus. Focus.

But that focus can create this never-ending loop in my brain. An anxiety loop worsening until my bones are about to shatter from the shaking. More power th...

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Published on March 08, 2018 21:26

Poem #630

hermit on the mountain
prunes the forest
rarely goes to town
dies on the mountain
trees bloom for him

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Published on March 08, 2018 19:24

Poem #629

flickering candles
silly thoughts

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Published on March 08, 2018 19:22

Poem #628

kitten bats
human ferrets

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Published on March 08, 2018 19:20

Poem #627

recede
retreat
run away

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Published on March 08, 2018 19:18

Poem #626

she keeps her head down
goes to work everyday
she’s angry and seething
but plasters a smile
one day, she explodes
not confetti and sprinkles
fire and sadness
loneliness and gasoline

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Published on March 08, 2018 19:15