Welcome to The Poet's Home! This blog will be a collection of poetry and other musings... Original content will be tagged as such (#originalcontent). This blog is based in Portland, Oregon.
I am more than: my relationship status. My job. My age. My sexuality. My degree or lack of. My last name. My appearance. My gender. My sex. My short comings.
I am: rusted thoughts. A bloody tongue. Every city I have breathed in. Every bedroom I have loved in. Piles of words. Twisted metaphors. My thoughts. My actions. My dreams.
And I am not looking to be loved. I am looking to be seen.
I Am Not | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)
Leslie Marmon Silko (via akaelizabeth)
We were like playwrights
composing the lives of passers by
laughing at their walk or their talk
imagining stories and family problems
that would perhaps eclipse our own.
We were like kids without motive
every day we got lost in each other
and I’d hope that eventually in you
I’d find what I’d been looking for all along
one written by me of course.
I need something to do.
The Dalai Lama (via lazyyogi)