.just figuring things out.
I stand Feet sinking into cool sand Sticky salt air caressing my skin Billowing hair in a flurry of wind I stare Out into onyx dark night
By Anya Kimabout a month ago in Poets
The entrance lay bare to a new home As I say goodbye to an old tomb An unknown future wrapped in honey and chrome Something bright, shiny and new ready to bloom
By Anya Kim2 months ago in Poets
Caught in a pocket of air Between two times, between two lives Not quite here and not quite there Floating and waiting to see which part of me survives
Sitting alone, but I am not lonely For I feel the soft kiss of the breeze on my skin I listen to the Earth’s song closely Waiting for nature’s symphony to begin
