List: Poetry | Curated by Juliet James

Jan 11, 2024

12 stories

PoetryMy stories that are poems.
In
Voiced Verses
by
Thomas James
Entanglementa celebration
Jan 10, 2024
3
Jan 10, 2024
3
Juliet James
The Childless MotherI am the childless mother.
Dreams shattered, the pieces
lurk in dark corners
linger in shadows
May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018
Juliet James
Dazzled (a poem)On a golden July morning
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018
Juliet James
I will not apologize for bleedingA Poem
Oct 1, 2018
1
Oct 1, 2018
1
Juliet James
RaspberriesFresh raspberries taste like summer
Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019
Juliet James
The Depressive SeaThis depression is an uncharted ocean,
Oct 24, 2019
Oct 24, 2019
Juliet James
BemusedI search for words.
Jul 2, 2021
Jul 2, 2021
Juliet James
When We Were MermaidsTwo little girls, swimming, swimming
We’re mermaids, we’d say
Mermaids don’t wear bathing suits
So we pulled our tops down to our waists
We…
Feb 14, 2022
1
Feb 14, 2022
1
Juliet James
To My Mother, On Her BirthdayMy fragile heart tied in tangles,
by careless words you spoke to me
Before I found my boundaries 
Go blow out your gaslight candles
Nov 8, 2022
1
Nov 8, 2022
1
Juliet James
Times ThreeFuck off times three
You wrote to me 
One bitter day in March 
I hear these words in the same scream
You used the time you were last seen
Nov 14, 2022
Nov 14, 2022
Juliet James
Holiday Childhood IdyllsAutumnal bliss is bejeweled trees
Tea on a brisk morning
Hot apple cider teasing my tongue with spices that conjure rare 
euphoric…
Nov 28, 2022
2
Nov 28, 2022
2
Juliet James
SisterchildRocked by the ache of you, I struggle to create
I form words and ideas in my head born of
your absence from my life 
Never able to quite…
Dec 4, 2022
1
Dec 4, 2022
1

Poetry

My stories that are poems.

Entanglement

a celebration

The Childless Mother

I am the childless mother. Dreams shattered, the pieces lurk in dark corners linger in shadows

Dazzled (a poem)

On a golden July morning

I will not apologize for bleeding

A Poem

Raspberries

Fresh raspberries taste like summer

The Depressive Sea

This depression is an uncharted ocean,

Bemused

I search for words.

When We Were Mermaids

Two little girls, swimming, swimming We’re mermaids, we’d say Mermaids don’t wear bathing suits So we pulled our tops down to our waists We…

To My Mother, On Her Birthday

My fragile heart tied in tangles, by careless words you spoke to me Before I found my boundaries Go blow out your gaslight candles

Times Three

Fuck off times three You wrote to me One bitter day in March I hear these words in the same scream You used the time you were last seen

Holiday Childhood Idylls

Autumnal bliss is bejeweled trees Tea on a brisk morning Hot apple cider teasing my tongue with spices that conjure rare euphoric…

Sisterchild

Rocked by the ache of you, I struggle to create I form words and ideas in my head born of your absence from my life Never able to quite…

Juliet James