Leaching Poems - Poems about Leaching

...Letters congeal, to words. Words anneal to sentences, which tell a story, painted as images, imagined in the mind's eye, trying to emulate what the eye sees briefly, on the see-saw. A glint......Read the rest...

...Your dirty hands upon me. I tremble at the thought. Begging let my spirit free. The mad militia I have fought. Love still binds my heart to you, despite the freely dripping blood. Your p......Read the rest...

...Anxiety A mental condition characterized by excessive apprehensiveness about real or perceived threats Anxiety is such a fickle thing It can wrap around my throat like a noose, choking me until I ......Read the rest...

...Where were you? ____the days were dark abyssal nights Swallowing my love when his soul was leaching; fading into nothing Where were you? when he lied on his head, stood with his tongue and......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads The bald old man With his gray stricken beards Caressed his antiquated flute Perching on his cracked dehydrated lips With his spindly fingers As he nonchalantly reeled out his......Read the rest...

...From this earth, this dark soul leaching to the sea, biding in silence beneath the trees, and by my calloused hands, washed by sighs, fed on the drip, drip, drip of need, I ha......Read the rest...

...I'm surprised, this morning the body pain that is my usual sleeping partner had melted away. Strange because I had dreamt that my eyes were full of blood. A horrifying nightmare. Maybe the......Read the rest...

...Highs and lows goals and blows Rocks boulders and stones rough tides high waters and storms we stay afloat Candlelight keeps the fire lit on the boat With your eyes if competent, visualize no ......Read the rest...

...That the waves and rocks find voice here in the howl of winter, is because I have come to listen and to be in the loneliness of this place. Only the seagulls are here with me and hang in the t......Read the rest...

...Your shadow Haunts me, My breath grows shallow As I fall to my knees. You tear me down To build me up blindly. My triggers deafen me, (Why can’t you hear me?) Trauma quiets me, (Throat clo......Read the rest...

...Launch the lecture, tear me down to never build me up, you couldn't build a wall if a thousand bricks were around. Time after time, you watched me fall as you pushed me over the ledge, I wat......Read the rest...

...I don’t have a blueprint, just this smudged version of what she would look like, an impression in a shop windowpane, as the light catches her in mid-thought. To recreate, I must fillet an idea......Read the rest...

...When I open an old book of your images odd, truncated visions, gilings clipped from once longer threads, fall out; something else, a partial picture of what we left in each other. I am modul......Read the rest...

...To be unique akin to be safe from from an imitation though is hard to be such a claimant but what good can I not do to save my life from leaching or leaking if it is from a prey mine is a cu......Read the rest...

...In the country we see more when it is the darkest. Horses shine in the moonlight. Stars bore holes through infinity. When a full moon leaps over the trees the land ripples with nocturnal exp......Read the rest...