There was no distance And there was silence The worst kind Face to face
Author: Doree
Grief Out Loud. Art. Life
November 8, 2021
I want you to see how broken I am I’ve always been
Detritus – July 8, 2021
I am still here Paper thin Scrapping the bottom In a sea of daydreams Spent on things All sorts of things Never to replace You
C’est Moi – September 10, 2021
It’s how I see you Whole And kind With an outer shell That sometimes Keeps you from your own heart Blind And focused I see you For the person you are And have always been The little you So full of life And smiling The cracks That have been so carefully placed Shaping everything Loved … Continue reading C’est Moi – September 10, 2021
Wordless – October 13, 2021
Planets filled with stars Finding there way These eyes Floating Just as I imagine In the nighttime sky An ink drawing Coming to me in color So bright It burns And in the ashes I toss like freshly fallen leaves Turning to soot And then to you I open these eyes And stare right back
Talking to you…10/27/21
PARTS AND PIECES Sabbatical House There was this house we lived in, and it was the only house we lived in I always felt like a visitor. The sabbatical house, where nothing was really ours. The furry white rug I rolled around on, the oversized bean bags in the basement (I might have popped). The … Continue reading Talking to you…10/27/21
October 11, 2021
My feelings aren’t pretty I don’t paint them in straight lines ~Flying free~ Because otherwise I don’t know how to be
This is the Middle – October 6, 2021
I’m worried Because Your eyes tell a story Of space Uninterest You look through me If at me at all And sometimes I’ll find you off in the distance The only emotion you commit to Is lying down On your own sword But even then You tell me again and again You’re only Responding to … Continue reading This is the Middle – October 6, 2021
Hills and Valleys – October 1, 2021
I lost the deep And traveled too close to the surface I guess To suck in the sweet air It seemed beautiful and eloquent And I tried so hard to stay…
September 9, 2021
Simple doesn’t fill me up Bloated with life’s lessons Hurtling toward anything I am who I say I am Does that bother you
Talking to you…10/3/21
PARTS AND PIECES I Drove to You You were the only one That knew me then And I was searching somewhere For the strength to leave Heading in your direction They Should have cancelled each other out. ~~~ A box of trinkets Sat alone in the backseat Mirroring my reality I could feel them pulsating … Continue reading Talking to you…10/3/21
October 2, 2021
It’s all the little things suspended On droplets of mist Surrounding my Spinning mind
Suspended – October 1, 2021
I woke up still feeling the touch That visited in my dreams Delicate and flirty Intentional and every bit a surprise I shifted and Closed my eyes
September 2, 2021
Sometimes I try and lose myself
Placation – September 22, 2021
Tear me down, by my side You stood And then you left Tell me what I am supposed to think, Do It was you Who broke me And built me up Not to be me But what you want Isn’t who I am any longer And here I sit Shocked into stillness On loop Begging … Continue reading Placation – September 22, 2021
Flabbergast of Love – September 20, 2021
Sometimes It hits me in the face Hard Knocking me out Offended At all she put in And the nothing She got out What is a legacy Without a name A whisper amongst The breeze Was that my job I’ve been carrying so long I’m bloated And ready to gush Set her free I will … Continue reading Flabbergast of Love – September 20, 2021
Lusting – September 11, 2021
The moments I feel you Closer to me Than I am to myself Are the wholest I have ever been It brings me A high No drug could touch And therefore I am an addict In your midst When you love me Like you do
September 13, 2021
Blowing through my mind The keys on a piano run The warm bows That fall softly On my strings Withdrawn And wondering I can’t tell you Where this will end But the rustling That happens Swallows me whole As we beat together
The Space Around Us – September 6, 2021
You say you love me And I don’t doubt that But I think there has to be something more than love There has to be a place we exist And no one else… A plain Where we intersect
August 13, 2021
When you go I will disintegrate And all the little pieces Left of me Scattered Seem to make more sense Than the whole world
DoRee MelNic 