Jump to content
    Thorn Wilde
    • Author
  • 117 Words
  • 3,113 Views
  • 2 Comments
Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 

Thorny Poetry - 47. Bees

i lie down

then comes the noise

buzzing

like busy, busy bees

filling my head with

the worries of the day

plans for tomorrow

things i want to say

all my sorrow

and sleep is lightyears away

 

a million little thoughts

float around the surface of my mind

daring me to reach for them

so they can drag me under

caught in the undertow

where i swim in circles

chasing thoughts

 

i can see the surface above me still

the moon shines down into the murky water

where i swim

only just out of reach is she

and i’m stuck down here

brain buzzing

with busy, busy bees

and sleep is lightyears away

Depression doesn't help with writing prose, but I feel like I often get poetry out of it, somehow...
Copyright © 2014 - 2020 Thorn Wilde; All Rights Reserved.
  • Like 4
  • Love 3
Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 
You are not currently following this story. Be sure to follow to keep up to date with new chapters.

Recommended Comments

Chapter Comments

there is poetry everywhere, not just in dewy sunlit meadows ... even the darkest places have something to say.  Thank you for saying it. xo

  • Love 2
Link to comment
9 hours ago, Mikiesboy said:

there is poetry everywhere, not just in dewy sunlit meadows ... even the darkest places have something to say.  Thank you for saying it. xo

And thank you for reading it. :hug: 

  • Love 1
Link to comment
View Guidelines

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!

Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.

Sign In Now
  • Newsletter

    Sign Up and get an occasional Newsletter.  Fill out your profile with favorite genres and say yes to genre news to get the monthly update for your favorite genres.

    Sign Up
×
×
  • Create New...

Important Information

Our Privacy Policy can be found here: Privacy Policy. We have placed cookies on your device to help make this website better. You can adjust your cookie settings, otherwise we'll assume you're okay to continue..