sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
"A DYSTOPIAN CHRISTMAS". Content Warning.
"In this world, there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed.” as said by Charlie Chaplin
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
December Prompts
8:15pm When I think about December I think about light sensitivity. I think about the great conjunction and red hypericum. I think about a hundred oak trees and a meteor shower. I think about the bar cart we made from a lost butcher table and the keychain I got for my mom that now hangs in our house. I want to stop thinking. I want to be in December without an analogy. I want to host the people I love and write letters to the ones I won’t. I want to drink absence over ice and feel it burn in my stomach. I want to step on snow covered grounds and not think about how bad it hurts to look at. I want to hand you a solstice-rimmed glass that tastes like a lost civilization. I want to watch you drink it and realize we are nothing. I want you to speak to me. I want to hear the voice in your head. I can’t hear you. My mouth is a tempest. My body is made of God and Saturn. My heart is the solar equinox and only you can hold it because you are the Sun. It only happens four times a year but it’s enough for both of us. December is the last one. I don’t want to think about how little time we have left. I want to think about the stars.
By Olivia Dodge2 years ago in Poets
