It’s like “There She Goes”
Or a soft bell in your ears
I’m feeling a hint of nostalgia already for summertime me
Bring on them fresh chills
And something is forming and falling
Wisps gather to form on the tip of my tongue
Tastes as it feels
I’m stepping out for a crunch
Feet meet the new Earth
It snuggles around my ankles at its will
It’s like saying Hello to a new friend
Something forming in your throat
Like the becoming of a new thrill
I see it
A wonder
A moment of still
A reminder of the passing of a year
About the Creator
Jay,when I write
Hello.
What?
23, Black, queer, yup
Keep reading
More stories from Jay,when I write and writers in Poets and other communities.
If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
I’ve never read anything like this before, your work is unique and your style is fresh. I love how you described a single moment, with that laid back vibe, mimicking the chill outside. Just lovely, a treat to read. 👌🏽👏🏽🤗
A beautiful poem indeed.
I really like your style. You've described winter's cold in a creatively unique way. ☃️❄️