Eyes on ocean roof Hanging onto the sun's blue The cavern at my back
By Jada Ferguson3 years ago in Poets
Velvet against skin Suffering stomping the soul The Blues is ... it all
Hearts fused together- Formulating a coarse red- Now silenced in blue
Krule's Soul croons Baby Blue- Pushing me facedown onto- Clouds sprinkled with thorns
I trudged through valleys In fear of elevation Till the summit cried
Peak and foundation- Mightiness swimming above- Breathe in breathe out awe
my hands and feet are gliding- over and under pink sand- to the unpredictable rhythm the body allows- when you don't have anywhere else to be-
i stuck my head out of a car window- not looking at the road ahead- or hearing the surround sound noise- just seeing the Sky-
Light peering down- Beckoning shadows to life- Prancing all around us- Shaping our lives- - Green is me- Blue is the ocean and the sky raging onto one another-
By Jada Ferguson4 years ago in Poets
The couch and I sigh in unison- As I sink into the cushion- - After I recline, I tuck myself into my seat- With a cloak quilted from toasted clouds-
yesterday- - The thermostat was recorded at over 400F- The sky breathed fire- The ground spewed lava- The tops of eyelids were stapled to foreheads-
I was teleported to this line before I had a memory bank- - It has been my station- My position in life- - This-
