Hello! Here are three poems that I wrote and thought were great about a decade ago!
I’m not sure how I feel about them now, except that these are the closest thing to a time machine I’ll ever have. I spent a lot of time being sad, bi, and lovelorn when I was 18, and then writing poetry about that on my Livejournal. It really makes me appreciate being content, queer, and in a healthy relationship at 29.
Props to you for making it through and getting some maybe-decent poetry out of it, past-Katy.
Image description: A tree with no leaves is starting to bud again, producing some tiny white and pink flowers. The sky behind the tree is a very pale grey.
1. The Land of Green Ginger
It is dusk
And dust is blowing through the street,
Breaking on doorsteps
And rumbling over cobblestones,
Gasping at windows.
2. A Rocket
You belong in Shakespeare’s lines
With hardcore laughs and prog-rock stage.
You kick out in the foam of time
And sleep on desolation’s page.
You swing up to a shout of mine,
Defined in your humanity.
The form and pressure of my mind
Amps up the notes, calamity.
You are not afraid to fail.
I follow closely at your tail.
If I looked you in the eye
and made my
would you come with me
an unmade bed