#3 and #4

#3

Snap
Whir
Tilt
Snap
Whir
Tilt
Stand
Turn
Snap
Tilt
Adjust
Snap
View
Shake head
Smile
"You're beautiful"

#4

Butterfly on a branch,
Or my arm,
The same.
Butterfly on the bark,
Or my skin,
Your name.

#2

You breathe softly,
In
Out

Your lungs expand
and contract
in time

Your blood flows
to carry life

Your heart beats
steadily
at peace

You turn to your side
feel his body next to yours
and smile in your sleep

You body cares for your soul
But your soul does not care for your body

You only hate yourself when you are awake

#1

Are...are you sure you won't leave?
You aren't going?
You aren't gone?

I creep from my hiding place inside my rib cage wall
unsure
if the heart
is to be broken


again.

National Poetry Writing Month

National Poetry Writing Month is HERE and it's my first year to participate! The challenge is to write a poem every day of the month of April - 30 poems in 30 days. Eep!
I'm going to try to post my poems every day but I'll be gone for a week, so I'll probably post all of that week's when I get home :)

Are you participating in NaPoWriMo? Drop your ideas and websites in the comments! :D <3

May your pens stay sharp!
*Evyn

Music

I wish I could write the way music feels,
Sliding over the skin,
Into the heart,
Patching up holes.

*Evyn

A Work in Progress

I was too busy putting people back together

To realize

I

was broken too.

*Evyn

Poetry

Words do not make sense like they used to,

They no longer rhyme as they flow from my fingers,

The meter is off and bland,

And sometimes a sentence lingers.

I think my poetry started breaking when my mind did,

How can writing be rational when the brain is not?

I write erratically and dangerously,

And I'm no longer sure when to stop.

*Evyn

Pain

Someone once asked me

Why my poetry wasn't what it used to be

And I said it was because my style had changed

But what I meant was

I have changed

And no longer know how to rhyme

And pain is no longer beautiful

It is just pain.

*Evyn