CONTENT WARNING! This work depicts self-harm. This work was not written with intent to condone self-harm. If you feel like harming yourself, please call the suicide national hotline at: 800-273-8255 or visit https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/ Steam I tore into my flesh To release the steam The smoke The pressure Ash oozed out the wound Pooled at itsContinue reading “Steam (Content Warning)”
Author Archives: The Poetry of Ants
Haiku, Tanka
A forsaken leaf Wading underneath the stream Meandering still The ghost of the rain Speaks to the cloud, from the mud Missing her dearly Cloud and dust and mud travel down the riverbed settle down to sleep From the Author I. Love. Haiku. I. Love. Tanka. There’s something about 5-7-5 and 5-7-5-7-7 that just… feelsContinue reading “Haiku, Tanka”
Song of the Nomad
The nomad walked,Wings hailing to and from the north.He found a flower,A rose of unusual color birthing from the sand A sight fit for a king-No,an Adon.He knelt down and whispered into her ear“I too, am alone” The nomad then set up his tent-A circular abode.He sat always in arm’s reach of the rose.Longing alwaysContinue reading “Song of the Nomad”
Got a bun in the Oven!
Well, I’ve just arrived at [redacted] for a week-long vacation (much needed). The explicit purpose of this vacation is to relax and write as much poetry as possible! That being said, the drive up here hasn’t given me quite enough time to finish what I’ve been working on… HOWEVER I will be submitting a veryContinue reading “Got a bun in the Oven!”
My Hobby is Travel
You been waiting for a light breeze to take you somewhereA sail with no wind,The indoors don’t become you You grew weary and faintBut the treadmill took you to a moot destinationAnd now you’re left panting on the floor you long to be a sojournerMay your steps be light and your soul lighteryou’d chase theContinue reading “My Hobby is Travel”
Apologies!
Hello people! Sorry for both missing a post AND failing to notify. I’ve been sick for a week or two and unfortunately, the funk has gotten into my soul. I’ve been staring at several stanzas of several dead poems with nothing but the white void staring me back. I’m hoping to return to you nextContinue reading “Apologies!”
I Have a Good Wife
Last night I was in bedStaring at a blank screenIt was 11:55, and I turned to the one I lay bymumbled to her Sometimes I’m afraid of sleep afraid of tomorrow It’s likeI’ve left my soul in the oven And if I sleep, it’ll burn away before the sun rises again She let out aContinue reading “I Have a Good Wife”
Every Waking Moment
We all waitWhile the sun lists under the horizonTo the pain of not being wholeWe drink many remediesLaced with alcohol We procrastinateInstead of walking and talkingAnd sitting with ourselvesWe bleed in tributeTo the mirror in our pocket We don’t prayBut we hurl our opinions into the void And with a thousand little cutsWe sever ourselvesFromContinue reading “Every Waking Moment”
Enoch
I am a crystalline blueResting on the emerald glow I eb and flow in radial currentsNo one knows where I beginI have no waterfallsAnd at the edge of yourself you will always find me Underneath me is a limitless skyAnd above me roams the cosmos The seafarer dipped his cupped hand in my shoresA microcosmContinue reading “Enoch”
Rest
It aint hard To sit pretty on the window sill Taking in breath Taking in the moment Listening to rhythmic music And the cars passing by But America’s sworn enemy is quiet And wisdom her bane I struggle to find this moment To meet myself To meet my pain. The cat lies under a sunbeamContinue reading “Rest”
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