Lately I have been buying more poetry books, which in turn leads to me spending more time outside on my hammock. Well, I figured I would share a few of my favorites from the last week or so.
Some lose all mind and become soul, insane.
Some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual.
Some lose both and become accepted
- Charles Bukowski
There is something
Flowing inside of you,
Growing, rooting from your bones.
I know you do not know what it is.
Neither do I,
But I know there is something there.
It is fucking beautiful.
It does not leave you alone.
It follows you, trailing
Behind you like a comet.
Burning and strengthening.
Lighting the night sky haunting it.
I can see you in the darkness.
I can see it moving.
No matter how far you go.
It is there.
Do not fear the things inside you, my love.
It is beyond the dirt.
Bloom like the flower
You were born to be.
- Robert M. Drake
Run. For your life, for your joy, for your calm and peace
Of mind. Run. Because your legs are strong and your
Lungs are aching for the taste of air. Run. Because
What’s the point of a life spent walking in the middle?
- Tyler Knott Gregson
Your detachment is my elixir
I want to inject the essence of you into my veins
And get lost in the quakes of your past
High off the levels you’ve been to
That I’ve never reached
Let me be your shadow
Always present, always watching, always listening
You are my addiction
So peaceful, so enticing, I’m borderline obsessed
I want to know you, no, I need to know
How is it that all my Life has led up to this moment?
Your eyes are piercing
I don’t shrink or hide
Light me on fire with them
You’ve already destroyed my mind
Might as well take my body with it
My mystery, my enchantment, how are you so many things to me
And yet nothing?
- Samantha King
It is only four poems out of the so many books that I have read, but I hope you enjoy them, and they speak to you like they did me.
Have a good one!