Tuesday, January 24, 2017

#21 (purple pen)

I have a pen
It writes in purple ink
I use it in my journal
prescribed by a shrink.
I don't know why I like it
It's my favorite color but
That's really not a lot to love
I guess maybe
It's different
Beautiful
And almost empty.
...like me?
*Evyn

Monday, January 23, 2017

#20 (Hold)

Hold onto me
Fingers intertwined
Arms about my shoulders
My hands on your back
Who is falling
Who is still
Who is going
Who is gone


*Evyn

Sunday, January 22, 2017

#19

You tried to die last night
Blood is running red
I haven't eaten in three days
and my butterflies are dead.
I wish that I could come
Cross a sea for you
But that's really not an option
And there's nothing I can do.



*Evyn

#18 (Reject)

1. Reject the idea you are not worth loving
    That you must deserve affection
    That kindness is currency you do not earn

2. Reject
    That's me
    Sitting on the outside
    Of fear, pain, and grief
    Numb to joy
    But smiles are relief
 
3. Reject
    Rejection
    And make
    An impression



*Evyn

Saturday, January 21, 2017

#17 (Frighten)

I am afraid I am not myself

I am more afraid that I am myself
And I do not like
Who I am



*Evyn

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

#16 (Shine)

The sun
Is not afraid of clouds

Nor I
Of my own mind

For she keeps shining despite the darkness in front of her
And so will I

The clouds do not blot her out
Though block her from view of tiny people below
Likewise I will keep my light though dimmed 
And never will let go


*Evyn

Monday, January 9, 2017

#15 (Flinch)

Please don't be offended when I flinch
The first time your fingers touch my skin
Or pull away the thousandth time
You try to hold my hand
I do not have to have been hurt
To be afraid
Or burned
To fear the flame
For you are toxic
And love is catching.

*Evyn

Thursday, December 29, 2016

#14

Warm tea
From broken mug
Soothes painful throat
And heart

An old man
knits hats
for the homeless
every day

A woman
shows a man
how to braid his daughters' hair
gentle fingers through young strands

Kindness in the sunlight
and the birds
in the feathers
and the song
and the broken eggs
in pieces

*Evyn
Ecclesiastes 3:11