Sonnet
A Controlled State Of Mind
We held galaxies in our hands. In that moment, we understood forever. Molding life, changing history. We were forever. Or at least we could be. Glistening street lights shining through the rain on the window. We are human, we are temporary. But I’d like to hope that someday I could live in that moment forever.
By Stevie Jay12 months ago in Poets
Empty Hands
I often wonder, if celestial hands were to reach out to me, would I interlock my fingers with theirs? Or would I do as I always do, and mimic the souls around me? Turning a blind eye, holding the hands of logic instead. But as I empty my hands of all reason, and all logic, what is left?
By Stevie Jay12 months ago in Poets
Origami Girl
Introduction This is inspired by the thousand origami cranes in the Olive Coffee Shop which threw me back to when I and someone very close were both in hospital. We talked and chatted daily and she shared the amazing origami cranes that she made while she was there.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 12 months ago in Poets
Heart
I hold you in my heart I have from the start And forever there you’ll remain To my dying day Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
