blamethebutterfliespoetry

[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

There are lifelines

swaying just

within reach

Always there

Offering

if I'm in need

But the ledge is

wide

and sturdy

under my feet

And though

the edge is

closer

than it should be

There is still space

Enough even

to curl up and sleep

Enough space even

to wait and see

All of which means

there's no dire need

So what use

are those lifelines

to me

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

I don’t want to be

reminded

that I have a body

Vague urges

to grab

and thrust

to bite

to just

touch

Buried 

in a mind

too tired

to think

or feel

Too fried

Ready

to be untethered

from the earth

Unfettered

by meat and nerves

To leave it all behind

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

A pulling in

Drawn towards

A want to

wash up naked on the shore

But

without thought

a push away

a curling back and in

A wish to stay

Adrift

Asleep

Safely deep

The touch of sand

the warmth of land

But open

and exposed

Disconnected

and unknown

Back in the depths

A pull

the other way

Sinking

Floating

Slipping away

I’ll stay

.

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Writerscreed prompt: the errant tide

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

An old house ready to fall

Windows wide

to tempt the wind

To blow through

and bring

a chill within

To match the mood

but also maybe

freshen up the air

A clean breeze

to clear the dust

that’s settled everywhere

To bring in

voices from the street

of passers by

Stirring

a yearning remembrance

of being part of life

But too much time

has passed

With the weight of a building

on foundations of glass

Cracks have long since

started to spread

Supports groaning

with vibrations of dread

An old house barely standing

on unstable ground

Waiting open and empty

to be torn down

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

There’s no way out

No way to jump the fence

To leave

or to begin again

Only different speeds

that you don’t get

to choose

Only now

and moments that

you will lose

Only never ending trails

running out the clock

And standing still

won’t make time stop

Only movement

pressing on without a map

Turns and twists

eating up the minutes

you won’t get back

A maze of moments

without a string

to unwind

A life of feeling lost

without a resolution

to find

.

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writerscreedchallenge: a labyrinth of passing minutes

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

It falls upon me

like a shroud

Not made to warm

but to leech it out

Woven of resignation

and dark clouds

Folding me in

weighing me down

Drawing me closer

to my place in the ground

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

An aching

for things that can’t exist

An existence that can’t be

adjusted and re-lived

A reprint

of missing parts

An explanation

given at the start

An understanding

missed

that would have made

more pieces fit

Not found until

near the end

when it can’t make

the path unbend

A clarity found

that cannot blend

the person that could have been

and where misunderstanding has led

An ache of phantom limbs

and a constant yearning

A burned out mind

where unlived ghosts are stirring

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

Nothing to be done

but feel the ache

Let the emptiness expand

Reach stretching out

then clenching hands

Concentrate

on the breath

slowly filling then exhaling

until there’s nothing left

Counting up

the tongue tip taps

To hold the thought

of the hours ahead back

Nothing to do

but lay awake

Wishing for sleep

to escape the ache

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

There are pieces of me

that don’t exist

but take up space

as I lay restless

unable to sleep

for the ache

of steps I may

or may not take

the sting of chasms

I’m continually trying

to cross

But without tools or faith

more likely

and willing

to fall off

In ill-fitting clothes

with ants under cloth

under skin

Too unsettled to sleep

Too tired to begin

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

Guess I’ll go to bed

There’s nothing else to do

Dishes are clean

Bed’s turned down

and there’s no one here to talk to

Guess I’ll slip into

unconsciousness

Travel time

in a blanket nest

To another morning

of routine

Another day ending

with the dishes clean

With a feeling

following me around

If I fall apart in here

would there be a sound

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

Teeth that ache

to sink in

and break

the barriers

Rip into flesh

Tearing out

some tenderness

Too used to

scavenged scraps

to use finesse

Claws that long

to pierce in deep

where love belongs

Watch it seep

out and stain

these palms

Grasp close

the kindness

until we’re both gone

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

Thoughts dropped

Shattering

Scattering

With pieces lost

Falling through

fingers reaching

gripping

the meaning slipping

The end of the thread

sliding out of view

Trying to keep hold

of details gone

between the boards

Wanting to keep

precious moments close

But the floor of the mind

is full of holes

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

Walking out into the fields

Wading through undulating grasses

Feeling the mud stick to my heels

Moving away from the roads and light

Stumbling steadily ahead

Afraid of the dark but heading for night

Far away stars and slow moving clouds

Foliage with flickering eyes

A surrounding silence built of sounds

Easy to feel there’s an exit to be found

A shifting of shape

An escape

A way out instead of through

A farewell without the wound

If I keep on the move

Walking out with eyes wide

Pushing through with senses attuned

Feeling out the night for what I need to find

A shifting of mind

Scrap of hope

A way to cope

To continue without collapse

Otherwise I’ll just

keep bending until the snap

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

Rage that wants to break free

Break bonds

and skin

and glass

Break whatever is in reach

So through open wounds

the grief

can bleed

of learning too late

of staying too long

of trying to please

Every explosion

causing a small thaw in the freeze

Every drip

a small death

trapped within

instead of released

What will be left

when it’s all flowed out of me

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

There will be walks taken

Arm in arm

or tugging hands

to move along

Moments sitting

warmed

by sun

by smiles

There will be other lives

with oceans of time

with closeness

and knowing

and meeting of eyes

Always hoping

there will be

a piece carved out

Stolen from then

to here and now

But until

And if not

There’s always the thought

of other times

of other lives

with other arms

and other eyes

Walking

warmed by other skies

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

Absolutely nothing happened

But still it all started draining away

Between one dish and the next

Hands in hot water

and tears sliding down my neck

Ticking off boxes

Completing chores

Then suddenly shattered

like a plate on tile floor

Set them to dry

pull the plug

Curl up in bed

in lieu of a hug

Deep breaths

and hold on

Maybe this time

won’t be long

Nothing happened

But now everything’s wrong

.

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[blamethebutterfliespoetry]

I am not a part of this

I do not exist

in the same way

This borrowed clay

will return to earth

at end of day

However, I

will be far away

Like tides retreating

after repeatedly beating

on the shore

Withdrawing

to collect myself

unable to crash

anymore

Water receding

to build a wave

that instead

evaporates

Like vapors

disappearing

I will fade

.

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