I know we’ve just met,
and you think I’m well
put together. But don’t
be surprised when I fall
apart on you, and ramble
on incoherently about
my insecurities and how
sometimes I feel like a
black hole. But that’s okay
because I never trusted
stars any way.
God, I’m tired.
Will you put me
in your car and
take me home?
I want to rest now.
May I sit at your feet
for awhile and share
my shadows?
Did you know, in the
story of my life,
I often feel trapped in a
washing machine set on
and endless spin cycle?
And guess who can’t swim,
and how did sharks get in here?
Doesn’t it all sound so hopeless
and bleak in a Bronte way?
Emily, not Charlotte.
It isn’t. Note, I’m always happier
and sadder than my poetry suggest.
And there’s no moors and
Heathcliff (that sorry bastard)
moved to France forgetting
Cathy ever existed.
(fils de pute)
It seems to me art and
life are more than nothing.
And there’s a soulful sweetness
in the sound of my soul dropping,
even if it’s shy and barely there.
I’m here to tell you, it’s all about
being filthy with yearning and grief,
and the knowledge that living
is all in the brightening and darkening,
in the hurricane swirl of emotions
that cracks our skulls and disintegrates
our hearts to bits and starts them
up again.
Maybe that’s why I’m forever
kissing the sand and waiting
as the ocean swallows my
name again and again.
-Tosha Michelle
“Iām always happier
and sadder than my poetry suggest.”
True for me too…
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I think this is pretty much true for everyone. Unless they’re living under a rock. We all must take the good with the bad. Stunning, Tosha!!
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Thank you!
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You’re very welcome. (((Hugs)))))
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Thank you. Hugs back to you and yours xo
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super!
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Thank you x
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I love this one, the photos too.
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Thank you x
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So you’ve met someone? I’m excited for you. Yes, I often share all my shadows too soon. The desire and simultaneous fear of intimacy. ā¤ļøāļø
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Hello darling one, often my life is far removed from my poetry. The feelings and conflict in my moody soul are all too real though. If your interested in the more mundane story of life happy to share it with you outside of WP. Sending lots of love and light your way.
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Yes! Feel free to share. Light and love back at ya! ā¤ļø
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Thank you. x
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You’re welcome! xx
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Hauntingly beautiful, indeed.
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Thank you. Happy Sunday to you and yours.
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“Note. I’m always happier
And sadder than my poetry suggest.”
you’re amazing. š
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Thank you. So are you, my soul sister.
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A great depiction of emotions most of us feel, I think, that inner conflict!
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Thank you. xo
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Very relatable actually. Watch that that sand doesn’t get in your mouth!
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I keep choking on the stuff.
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I don’t know if I’m always “happier” but I’m certainly sadder than my poetry suggests.” If I could type a flood of tears, sometimes the true depths of my sadness might be known.
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I’m sorry. I wish I could give you a hug. I can lend an ear if it’s ever needed. I think for many of us writing is therapy. For me, it is also a way to escape reality for awhile and live in another dimension.
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It has been therapeutic for me. I never knew how many of us there were out there and how much support and grace would be so readily given.
“Cyber hugs” are always welcome and appreciated. š
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Sending loads your way!
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Thank you so much. Boomeranging back! š
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Thanks!!
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I am so pleased to know you. I do believe that both artistry and love give us a deeper experience of living.
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Thank you. Likewise. Art and love mesh and paradoxically pain and loss.
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This messy thing called life.
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Indexed
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As always, your thoughts relate to so many. Beautiful. Writing is therapeutic for life’s journey. It’s like a long weekend when you get an extra day off from work that you so desperately need.
Love you,
Ellie
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Love you too dear lady xx
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loved this…
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Mischa, thank you. Means an awful lot coming from you
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Soulful sweetness. That’s you. xo
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Not today. More like. Satanic sorcery. Haha
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You’ll be somewhere in the middle soon. š
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Ha-ha. You get me
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I’d like to think so.
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After 12 years you should
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This made me laugh very hard.
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Awesome, the reconigion of insanity, it’s total sane to drive dental toward the light.
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Thank you, Dale.
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You are magnificent. You know that already but I want to tell you again.
Emily, not Charlotte.
Im in love with both Bronte Sisters..
But I understand
*sigh* ā¤
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Thanks. You are too. It’s clearly because of our Southern charm. The Bronte sisters were amazing. I’m just partial to Emily.
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Xx
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Poignant and true. Sometimes we must learn life’s most precious lessons in sadness and grief. But we must remember for every heartbreak, there is love for healing’s sake.
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That’s such a beautiful thought. Thank you.
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A beautiful reply to a beautiful verse.
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You’re lovely. Thank you
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I often feel like I’m in a washing machine.
But I most like “… Ocean swallows my name again and again”.
Lovely
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Thank you!
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Just terrific post šā
Lovveeed the pic ….you wrote it beautiful š
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Thank you so much
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My pleasure š ā
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Whoppers with that last stanza.
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Thank you!
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