Former journalist. Freelance writer. Perpetually curious. Painfully creative. Poetry is my outlet.
And this is what I want to do Take off my clothes and dive into you Incessant blue Leave my thoughts at the shore
By Ingrid Hoyos7 months ago in Poets
You can mistake power for strength And feed the same hunger that ended Macbeth You can confuse all your kindness for weakness
I needed the storm to set me free To get to the calm it needed to pass through me To tear down my walls and peel back my layers
By Ingrid Hoyos10 months ago in Poets
Mistake after mistake, heartbreak after heartbreak I’m slipping into darkness, I hope it’s not too late To be at peace with myself when the world I could blame
By Ingrid Hoyos12 months ago in Poets
Hemingway was a fisherman in love with the endless sea He killed himself in Idaho far away from that poetry Bécquer wrote about dark swallows, those that won’t return again
It starts with a thought that’s so hard to believe But if I can’t explain it, it has to be me It digs in my soil and it grows like the weeds
By Ingrid Hoyosabout a year ago in Poets
I thought I knew what love was When I tried it the first time How much I forced my will upon it How much I fought to make it mine
The sun has ripened like red fruit It’s bleeding through the firmament The day is almost done Because nothing’s ever permanent
Honey from the honeycomb Sugar from the cane Comfort from the smell of home Closeness in a name Wisdom from experience
My body is my temple The light of my soul When darkness surrounds me I know I’m not alone My walls have been ravaged
By Ingrid Hoyos2 years ago in Poets
Starry night This is love at first sight Burning me in yellow bright From my window to the Venus light You’re the fever heat of June
All the wrong places Doors that lead nowhere Emptiness behind the glass The sound of space, the loss of air