Right now, it's a challenge to pick apart and prioritise the bits of myself to put in pithy. short. descriptions.
Let's run with human and likes to read and write? (this'll come, just not today.)
| Longer Writing | https://write.as/damia/ |
| Mastodon status | Newbie |
| Location | Australia |
| Pronouns | she/her |
“And they taught us all the damnable lie
That making love is only ever right
Only beautiful between man and wife”
- excerpt from a song I haven’t finished writing yet
If home is where the heart is, I’m wondering if my heart is ever going to be wholly home again.
When the elevator drops too quickly in a high rise building
Or the plunge on a roller coaster leaves my stomach flipped
Like some kind of circuit or my clumsy feet tripped
Maybe that’s why I’m a little scared and I know this feeling
Maybe that’s why it feels like I’m falling.
I have the kinds of loves
Who love seeing me
Upside down
Inside out
Light up
With love
Falling in
Head first
Gooey insides out
Heart on my sleeve
Check-in with needs
Listen to the chaos
Love hearing me feel
Heard and understood
Excited, oh so very
Enticed
Asking why?
Why?
Why am I so lucky?
How, when I’m
A chaos magnet?
And my house is a mess?
The answer is
Unanimous
Because you’re
You
Somehow they
Love me
And love me
And love me
— LLL, V
#smallPoems #SmallMoments
#beautifulTruth #ThisIsLove
Love by osmosis
It’s the cellular way
To sail away
To a place you
Never even dreamed
Existed
— my @wordsmith crafting sleepy poetry, inspired by the thought of absorbing laughter into skin (from a poem by Koraly Dimitriades)
Love bites mark my skin
Body graffiti spelling
My lover was here
Too soon cleared away
Need to reconnect, refresh
My canvas is yours
— the moments before dawn are the hardest
You don’t even know
you are a live-wire
circuit-breaker
flicking switches
scratching itches
clearing debris
making me
make space
for me
(so selfishly)
so I can be
with you
sometimes
Some time
becomes
some thing
and something
Something
maybe more
Even if this
turns out to be
a not-thing
it is not nothing
There’s reshaping
It’s exciting
And I like it
You are a fire-cracker
heart jump-start
unexpected
perspective
and you don’t even know it
(Yet)
I have the kinds of loves
who love me when my other loves
are hurting
and I am collateral damage
When I rang them
in tears
voice breaking
in fear
I asked if they had spoons
to let me vent -
could they help
pick up my pieces?
And they told me
Yes!
Be there in 10 minutes
And when they arrived
they held me
while I cried
outside the crowded restaurant.
—sometimes this is what love looks like
I have the kinds of loves in my life who hold space for me to be in tears; who hold my hand through fears; who hold my heart; and make me laugh until I cry and laugh and laugh and fill my heart with the music of loving laughs. I am loving well, and well loved. — Having and holding, in sickness and in health. #SmallMoments #SmallPoems #BeautifulTruth
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