poetry – Page 5 – Secret Thoughts Within

Salt Lines (collab)

By Cassa Bassa and Bree Leto The train tracks line the destination to a constrained world where girls in the workplace forever speak of Prince Charming On the platform, the cross of reality and illusion she sits in the cold with The Price of Salt on her lapHer curls fall casually teasing her cherry lipsMy world explodes like the stars in theContinueContinue reading “Salt Lines (collab)”

1949 (with audio)

And now for something a little different… My father was born in 1949 He played the drums in his youth He had long hair in his 20s and embraced life as a hippie – I think having kids destroyed his carefree spirit He was still funny life of the party but our home was full of stress and anxiety Trying always tryingContinueContinue reading “1949 (with audio)”

In The Dark

convince me to stay with you until sunlight hit the window pane what would we do during those hours before the morning light of day? i’ll take nothing less than everythingand you can have my all in return come, turn out the light and just for tonight we can be two people finding freedom in the dark

The Warrior’s Prayer (with audio)

Battle-beaten upon thy knees Hollowed out by broken dreams Beneath the stone the way is lost and soul is turned towards the cross Renew the path ignite the lightgive strength to boneand heal the blight From humble petition to glory rise Fire awakens in opened eyes Renewed with faith to fight again Praise be to God forever, amen

Distraction

You distract me and I’ll distract you from all of the shit we’re both going through And although this distraction’s a little bit mad but I’d much rather this than perpetually sad

Old Notebooks

I used to purchase expensive notebooks with thick pages soft to the touch smelling of trees and leather I’d sit with my pen and thoughts scribing my pain and progress Deep lines etching canals on the paper as deep as my soul Now I type strange sentences on a cold, hard device remembering those notebooks hidden beside my bed ContinueContinue reading “Old Notebooks”

Ready

I pull the thin strip of fabric over my hips the black triangle of silk hardly covers anything I adjust the strap on my shoulder flesh bulges on my chest I’m ready and waiting for you to come and rip these decorations from my bodyand replace them with your lips

Decay

I do not wish to write of decayor point out the injustices across the earthIt is not my desire to leave you depressed and introspective inspecting society’s mould and your neighbour’s blackened soul I do not wish to call you to revolution or rouse any righteous action You do not need me to educate or awaken you from slumber It’sContinueContinue reading “Decay”

Float

Blow my heart into the winds of love I’ll float as you whisper in my ear – smiling as my soul glides Take me higher far from life’s troubles and closer to your heart I’ll spin with love’s dips and peaks – I’m already adrift in your arms

Red Flags

I never know if we’re on the same pageAre you playing me for a fool?You’re making me nervousI’m not sure I can trust you You’re good at weaving wordsI’m an expert at needing love We’re a perfect pairing a recipe for me to get hurt Part of me wants to believe what you say is what I get butContinueContinue reading “Red Flags”