I’m so glad this still exists, it makes my panties wet.
SPIRAL OUT, KEEP GOING
Apophis
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The lies I was eating too, were all mislabeled
Feelings that could not be swallowed, pushed under the table
The love she was selling you, have clogged your cables
Caring now a fortune and something I’m just not able
Annoyance like a vine and it creeps and entwines
If happiness were a choice they would all still decline
It seems so obvious but they require written signs
Apophis now a decade out from the end-of-times
Life’s so very short but they still won’t understand
And if they wake up now they might feel something grand
And it will be too late when she comes to kiss this land
And if that doesn’t work, well, death has other plans
© Delia Ross. 2019
Life is short, love now… MORE LOVE. The world needs more love. I don’t have time for anything else.
Happy Friday
I’m stunned my blog is nearing 25K, it just hit 20K! APPRECIATION POST COMES WITH SMILES! THANK YOU ALL FOR READING MY POEMS!!!! Below lies a happy Poe, errr Delia.
Remember Me
Will you remember me when the pages are torn from the book
Six feet under is the only direction to look
After I have taken you to places you rarely go
And I make you confront things you’d rather not know
Will you change a picture for a face?
Reduce 3 to 1 and find embrace
Will you remember the love when I haven’t a voice
And never forget I hadn’t a choice
You and me we are one map
The threads of fate now overlap
Like a Figure 8 we’re meant to last
The amount of love is in the vast
The need is deeper than the Grand Canyon
There is no answer to the question
And yet I rush in to fill the sea
And only you can stop the need
Alpha Omega, yin and yang
Together our force, the big bang
I’m Niagara Falls, falling for you
And I love every layer of you too
© Delia Ross. 2019
I just sat down and freestyle spilled this out and probably could of kept going cuz the love is infinite and endless but it needed to be said…
Carat
I try to be real underneath the private
I shed skins of transparency where most will hide it
And words they slip off my tongue like velvet
I gift him poetry instead of expensive carat
© Delia Ross. 2019
If you are tired of reading my micropoetry, feel free to read my 3 part epic tragedy I wrote a few years back (more like over a decade ago but who’s counting)… it’s titled MY SON and I feel is some of my greatest work (it’s super easy to use the little search box on my site but also, this year was the first time I released it publicly, it previously could only be found in my book)…
Violins
I love him and it is not pretend
In fact, it is growing louder within
Many nights have passed with my compass facing him
Many dreams are dreamt where the road of him begins
Many moons have passed with him underneath my skin
Every poem he crafts – has the voice of – a thousand violins
© Delia Ross. 2019
Babel
The rush I feel is hyper-light travel
Any part of you is my chapel
I’d take you whole or as a sample
The lips on you make me gravel
And I’m hungry for the words you babel
© Delia Ross. 2019
Everything about him makes me superluminal, like BANG. I’ve never known hunger like this before.
Reflection
He has heaven in his eyes but he will show you the abyss
You can call him by his name though he may not answer by it
For he is blind to his reflection and unaware of his own existence
But I would recognize him anywhere, in any mask, for he is hard to miss
He has iron in his touch and heavy is the one to hold the fist
Building foundations of regret from the lips of a poet
And softly does he roam all the roads of my heart and spirit
© Delia Ross. 2019
Solace
She waits by her solace
Weightless is a promise
Desires hot as August
One soul he’ll never notice
Patience wears like tattered dresses
Diving head first into second guesses
Hope is the response of any message
Long is delay when searching for senses
© Delia Ross. 2019
Sweet Nothings
I pull fragments of my dreams out of my center
I carefully knead them with love until they are tender
I tie them with hope and a sign that spells ENTER
They are filled with sweet nothings to get you through winter
So off with the wind, I have to send you my love dear
And if you can imagine, it’s just like I’m whispering in your ear
I stand on my tippy-toes so I make sure you can hear me clear
Then I gently kiss your lips and remind you there’s nothing to fear
© Delia Ross. 2019
Micropoetry
I sail through life on my own
It helps when feeling alone –
To remember we both see the same Moon
Then my loneliness fades to about a teaspoon
My loneliness clumps into bands of dark matter, my heart swelling like a balloon, my molecules ripping and stretching into oblivion, for her shadow is like dark energy, and selfish is the darkness she needs.
If not real, give me fake
Bleed me good, nest in my ache
How can I move on when my heart is where he is.
Untangle the worry
Braid the hope
Insert the key
Climb his rope
I know I’m not her and I know I’ll never be
It still makes me wonder if you ever think about me
The space between us
The distance to Venus
The orbits of loss
Our love was a near miss
I still feel the ripple
It hit me like triple
A vortex of riddle
But our love is simple
Her love comes with maggots
But still he’ll have it
He wants to own it all, without conquering
He doesn’t want me for himself, or anybody else
He doesn’t want me in the arms of another king
He wants to own my heart and not give me a thing
I don’t see how this plan is fair for me
You sit there feasting while I am starving
All the paths I take lead into a different darkness of you
And every skin you shed leaves a different kind of clue
Put on the blind, if you want to take the ride, he demanded
Into a field of doom, I glided
We are born into this world and given a number and if you’re lucky you’ll get a good mother
I’m sorry but life is just so tough and when it comes to love there isn’t enough
My love, my will is infinite
These roads were paved for the misfit
These hands were made to capture it
These feet march on and never quit
My soul for you is completely naked
Under your mirror I will submit
By your side I will commit
With your love I can exist
© Delia Ross. 2019
There’s more but I just can’t bear it…
CONFUSION FRONT AND CENTER
I placed it in the trash but he said it wasn’t broke
I put it on the shelf then he said it doesn’t work
I offered him a piece but he didn’t take my pie
Yet he doesn’t want me giving it to another guy
Anytime that I move forward there appears another gate
But if I turn around he’s flagging to go straight
I might have said some things that I never meant to say
But he will plead the fifth or look the other way
I tried to read the signs but they’re written in foreign
And even if they were it wouldn’t stop me from adoring
I really wish he liked me but he doesn’t think I’m witty
I don’t fall on the list of girls that he finds pretty
I listened to his reason but it’s confusion front-and-center
And when I said I loved him the season turned to winter
I stumble through the weather like I am a zombie
And watching me break must be his favorite hobby
© Delia Ross. 2019
Orpheus
Deeper deeper deeper, she said
Beware, there’s demons everywhere
In the underworld, keep your eyes ahead
Once you go, don’t look back, or I’m dead
And the pain will never stop circling
Your life will always be full of dread
Keep your eyes on the prize instead
Or Hades will keep me prisoner by his bed
Don’t look back, cuz you won’t find me there
© Delia Ross. 2019
I wrote this a while back but never thought it good enough to share…
Cold Front
I wear his absence like a blanket
And when it comes to understanding I fake it
And his cold front blowing in is just climate
And the winds that haunt this space are now quiet
The gentle summer rains now bring on the hail
And the path to her will lead to the place I fell
And the lakes of love are now frozen underneath my veil
And all the memories he left me were just a tall tale
The grounds are frozen solid where we used to roam
And the heart running wild was captured in his tome
And the girl without the love never found a home
And if summer will come again remains in the unknown
© Delia Ross. 2019
Starlight
Love her wild
Leave her full
Touch her mild
You will see her form
She will make your indigo glow
She will carve out a chunk so you may have a root
She will give life to the lip
In her, you can grow
You can wallow
You can save your soul
Let her jump in and taste your desire
Infinity is deep
So is her reach
And the distance you keep
The only witness is love
We’ve got that as our teacher
Even your name ends with her
She brings on the rain that can make you clean
Crawl under her to feel something
Your seeds were planted for sprouting
The direction you’re going needs a little rerouting
The night is pierced with scars
The light is breaking through
The doubt is gone from you
Watch her twinkle too
© Delia Ross. 2019
Feathers
Cold, dark orbits
Just a passenger to his need
Closed windows but still the wind is furious
And racing around every corner you bleed
Sealed off any exits
Like black tar and sticky
Removed any altering
Whores we are worshipping
Coffins as an offering
Death is evermore
Started as something, ended as something else
Destroy the bond, empty the shelf
You took it all, there’s nothing left
Wrong delusion
Precious lunatic
You found my fault line
Every fucking time
And from my pieces
You built a ship
Tested my innocence
Got another taste of it
And delicious is every bit
And I stretch out my finger
As you take another lick
Yummy are the ashes
And broken auras
Lesser are my views
Hearts in a crucifixion
What can you do
Wings of frustration
A different sensation from abuse
Pull your back up friend
Here, I’ll give you a hand
Let’s go higher
I was godsend
Age of rejection
An angel weary and beaten
She collects her feathers
For a potion or a trophy
It doesn’t matter, I’m not well
Down here in hell
I’m saying sorry to the dead
While she collects feathers for her bed
The same bed he will tread
And I hate Earth
Or just my worth…
© Delia Ross. 2019
APC – TALKTALK
MOOD – A Perfect Circle TalkTalk
You’re waiting (you’re waiting)
On miracles (on miracles)
We’re bleeding out (bleeding out) Thoughts (thoughts)
And prayers (prayers)
Adorable (crisis)
Like cake in a crisis (in a crisis)
We’re bleeding out (bleeding out) While you deliberate
Bodies accumulate Sit and talk like jesus
Try walkin’ like jesus
Sit and talk like jesus
Talk like jesus
Talk talk talk talk
Get the fuck out of my way Don’t be the problem, be the solution
Don’t be the problem, be the solution
Don’t be the problem, be the solution
Problem, problem, problem, problem Faith without works is
Talk without works is
Faith without works is
Dead, dead, dead, dead Sit and talk like jesus
Try walkin’ like jesus
Sit and talk like jesus
Try walkin’ like jesus
Try braving the rain
Try lifting the stone
Try extending a hand
Try walkin’ your talk or get the fuck out of my way
APC is always a win. For real though. Happy Friday. Have some cake in a crisis ✌
Togetherness
I see you everywhere.
But instead of faces in the crowd,
It’s worry in my brow,
In every hollow laugh,
In questions of why and how,
In responses of no but now.
I feel you in every reality.
While sleeping or barely coping.
When drowning but keep on joking.
Any time I feel like moping.
When my hands are bound from hoping.
The hundred sighs my mouth keep moaning.
My subconscious won’t let you slide.
And so I find you in every rhyme.
To an email I sent some guy.
It doesn’t matter who does reply.
I pretend it’s you every time.
My mind is in an endless dream,
And we’re together in an alternate galaxy.
And so if in that one it can repeat,
And every fiber of me too agrees.
We may be separate but I feel complete,
And when I talk to you I feel release.
© Delia Ross. 2019
Exiled
Take my fears to the lands where they cannot hide
Take the lies to the clouds where I say goodbye
Keep my hope buried deep in his mountainside
Hide my love in the deserts where I cannot confide
Watch my tears grow longer than the Nile
And deep does it go my denial
My doubt standing erectile
Got my shadow in exile
Down here in this maze of lows
The number 0 is what he chose
I swim his river of woes
Like it’s the only direction I’ll ever know
© Delia Ross. 2019
Destiny
How do you awake someone to their destiny
I know I slip-up but he’ll always get the best of me
And when I foul, I’ll accept my penalty
And if you wonder how much I fuck up, well, that’s an endless sea
And it when it comes to loving me, the best I can hope for is, ‘eventually’
I trust that love and patience, is the right recipe
© Delia Ross. 2019
Just Me
Let’s both jump from this boat
There’s a chance we may get hurt
But darling it will if we don’t
Garden
I take my heart and I plant it in a garden
I bury it with love and grant another pardon
I cover it with grass so it will never be his burden
I would have given it to him but he found a better bargain
The seed might find the light but now I’m not so certain
Several years may pass and I’ll still be pulling weeds
Making sure he finds exactly what he needs
And if he ever asks, I’ll help him with some leads
The only thing I ask is happiness succeeds
And so I plant his rhyme in the better parts of me
© Delia Ross. 2019
Swollen Rainbow
When I take your hand
Don’t let it slip like quicksand
When I look into your eye
Don’t take us to a road where we divide
When I feed you truth
Just know it keeps my youth
And when I do pretend
It’s the only reality I recommend
My love was born for your journey
We can take it slow or we can hurry
When you find me underneath your swollen rainbow
I’ll kiss you so good it’ll make the time slow
© Delia Ross. 2019
My oh My
My dreams are the color of your eye
My pillow is the softness of your lie
My blanket is the breath under your sigh
My will existed the moment you said hi
My sun shines whenever you are near
My day starts when I have you here
My heart is protected in your sphere
My love is in the atmosphere
My wish was granted the day you noticed me
My truth is written here to see
My dare is to never watch you leave
My coven are the hopes that you weave
© Delia Ross. 2019
Prozac
I told the doctor I don’t want to be issued Prozac
He guarantees, it’ll help the things, my future lack
I told the pharmacist, I had things I needed to get off my back
And with a smile, or a devil’s grin, I reached and took my sack
I told my friends, I’m sleeping well, though an insomniac
I tell them still, I’m up the hill, but I can’t relax
I take a knee, and pray to God, that was the climax
Both depression and anxiety yelling back at me to face the facts
© Delia Ross. 2019
Sidenote: I don’t really take Prozac but I could throw at you a slew of other prescriptions. Though I’m advocating for medical mary to be written for vets…because truthfully, it’s the ONE thing that works (and I feel less like ripping someone’s head off). If vets had access to medicinal mary, there’d be less suicides because big Pharma actually does make you more suicidal and so the propaganda and fear-mongering against that plant needs to stop *pops pill*
Calories
Eat his poetry like calories
Chew the words delicately
Roll them around my tongue
Taste them, make me young
Take a bite early morning
Swallow them and won’t be lonely
Sometimes they are sweet or sour
Chocolate candies at any hour
Leftovers or a second-helping
Can keep the wound from needing dressing
I will never leave a crumb
Even if they make me numb
Very few leave me sober
Every word helps through the layover
© Delia Ross. 2019
Outer Space
I am not his
No no no
But I can pretend like this
Today we went for our first coffee
And as he sat next to me talking
I wondered if he saw a zombie
But then he leaned in and kissed me softly
He is not mine
No no no
But I still call him my valentine
His kiss takes me to cosmic landscapes
One ounce of his love opens the floodgates
One word of his rhyme and I can’t keep a straight face
One glance of his eyes takes me to outer space
© Delia Ross. 2019
Halfhearted
Always faithful to the departed
So much fear we have guarded
How do we stop it
Dearly discarded
I know you’re not heartless
Don’t come at me halfhearted
At least finish what you started –
And I’ll weaken you where you hardened
I’ll show you what’s awarded
Once everything gets sorted
© Delia Ross. 2019
Angel Falls
Maybe my regret is a thorn in a rose
Or maybe second chance is the hand that he shows
Down here in his chambers, are the darkest meadows
And where we both are heading, only he knows
I will spiral downward, until he breaks my resolve
The further from ascension, the more that we evolve
When pressured for a reason, the question goes unsolved
Leave guessing in the season, where doubt cannot unthaw
Though careful we are treading, through the meddling, of never giving up
And heavy was the worry where our picture could not develop
And leaning on our shoulder was the ear of the devil
And facing in the mirror was an angel who fell from heaven
With eyes that burn for him with loyalty
Though she’ll never know it, his heart is her property
Both married to the darkness as if it’s the only deity
Yet somewhere in the fall, she had found her divinity
© Delia Ross. 2019
King of Sorrows
His divine right of suffering
King of the weepings
Destroyer of the weaklings
Master of your feelings
Mirrors on the ceilings
Where doubts keep repeating
And devils roam these evenings
Angels bow for healings
Desperate for his feedings
Mercy stops the bleeding
Will follow where he’s fleeting
His darkness as a greeting
Doom is where he’s leading
Every day keeps repeating
Nothing stops the needing
Where love is now receding
Where I’ve lost my meaning
He’ll never stop my dreaming
An enemy to your pleading
Your crime for ever seeking
The secrets he ain’t leaking
His patience nearly peaking
His angel never speaking
Whatever keeps him grieving
He gives what he’s receiving
Though neither want for leaving
© Delia Ross. 2019
On a whim, had to go freestyle, so many feels…and therapeutic. ✌️
Commute
Sitting on the corner of depression avenue
I’ll wave with a smile when you pass by me too
I’ve been here awhile so I’ve got the right attitude
You’d think by my grin I had the winning suit
But underneath the cards there’s a truth I will never refute
And every part of me needs repaired, even the soles of my boot
How quickly by you flee on a journey I would love to commute
But I’ve got a darkness troubling me and I feel it, deep down in my root
And so I isolate the need that you bring on this road where I pollute
But your words have me jumping out of a plane without a parachute
And if you were to measure the love it would be absolute
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© Delia Ross. 2019
Core
He gnawed on my soul until all that was left was a core of longing. And the seeds within were filled with his haunting. And like an apple being pulled by his gravity, I kept falling. He will take bites without ever warning.
© Delia Ross. 2019
Tether
I wish it was this galaxy but his desire is far from me. Take my love and tie it to a tether, throw it in the eternal, because I’ll love you forever.
© Delia Ross. 2019
Eyes Open
Taking the long journey alone
It was quite heavy lifting the stone
But alas it’s done and I’m on my own
And it’s so black, I have lost my home
Is this life or just a tomb
Is there no forgiveness for the things I do
Is there not a seat for me in this room
Is there any reason for the things I assume
Are my eyes open or are they closed
I thought I heard agreement so who opposed
Did the page turn or decompose
Why were the actual risk never disclosed
Is this pain based on reality
Why does it still hurt when I dream
Why do my eyes leak when I bleed
Why am I not anything they ever need
I know I’m not her and I never was
But if you’ll excuse me I need more gauze
It’s going to take a lot to cover the flaws
And every time I fall someone does applause
Every single hour I go through change
But when I turn around everything’s the same
I guess it’s not important to love the strange
And when it comes to me I don’t have a name
I still have love for him on the inside
I said I didn’t need him but I really lied
And there for a moment I felt alive
But it was just a trick of the night
Not even a demon could love this creature
My only goal was to make his life richer
But as it turns out I am just a creeper
And I’m not capable of giving him fever
Now I have this love and don’t know what to do
I thought I was a diamond or in his heart a jewel
I thought he was my knight, come to save me too
But when it comes to my life I had the wrong value
© Delia Ross. 2019
Depression On
I get so scared, I cut so deep
I tell myself that dying is the latest craze
Everyone has done it who’s already left this plain –
Dying is living’s final stage
And it doesn’t matter how you’re dressed, we all shit the same
And then I go a little deeper cuz this darkness is a maze
And I’m always hoping that it’ll help take away the pain
And so I drown another bottle because big pharma leads the way
And I slow down on the throttle because life is speeding away
But now another year has passed and I’m simply starting to rot
And the doctors write another prescription to try and manage the thought
And I can give another apology, but it’s still all my fault
And remorse it isn’t cheap, it seems they tripled the cost
Let me out, let me out, lemme out of this haze
Let me sleep, let me sleep, let me sleep, let me dream better days
Goodbye tomorrow, I will seek you in the future
And somewhere in that memory you will wonder why you didn’t mute her
And somewhere in that prison you’ll remember you are your own ruler
Dear future self, please start over
It only takes a step, I promise you’ll find closure
© Delia Ross. 2019
Inches
Ravage me with a hundred different kisses
Point your love at me so it never misses
Touch me, so I may grant your deepest wishes
Come on baby, give me all of your inches
© Delia Ross. 2019
Growth
I could run along the meadows where I’m wild and free
I could run into the ages until he’s tired of watching me
I can erase all the shadows where the light can never reach
I can remove all the lessons that he ever failed to teach
I should grow a tongue that has better speech
I would dance away the loneliness with every aching hour
I would step with hope and fill him with a love that gives him power
I will let him trample over me collecting each wildflower
I will let him pull the weeds from me that make me feel a coward
I am growing every second where I feel his light encounter
© Delia Ross. 2019
Longing
Oh dear gates of sorrow, pass me through!
I bow and give it all to you
My remorse is as full as the Moon
The way it shines, I shine for you too
Because your light still reaches truth
And when it comes to loving you
It can never be too soon
Oh my longing is as warm as the Sun!
And when it reaches me, I come undone
The way he teaches me, as if I’m the only one
And if ever facing regret, there isn’t none
And when it comes to life, you make me burn
And if I see your eyes, my own brighten
If you change your mind, I’m never done
© Delia Ross. 2019
Connections
He stands on the shore with an expression on his face resembling shame
It’s as if, by looking at me, I have the power to make him clean
The blue in his eyes faded, at precisely the moment, I withdrew
The hour came down so heavy, the moment that he knew
He stands as if his arms are holding all the pain
Or a brace, for the fall, it is certain after all
For I’m on a ship he never seems to reign
And I’m watching him with eyes that never strain
Looking back though, I never meant to blame
I feel my face harden, my cheeks a rosey garden, my tears now offer pardon
Because you brought my life its value
And as the waves start to accrue, just like my love for you, no matter what you do, so with a sigh or two, I slowly come unglue, because I’m not exactly sure what to do
And my only thought is how I need you too…
© Delia Ross. 2019
Dreamcatcher
For him, I’ll never stop wishing on a star
And so I cling on, to every poem, as if it were his hand or his very kiss reaching from the dark
For you, I keep your rhyme in my mind like a dreamcatcher hanging to keep out the harm
And so I place them in the very center of my heart
For me, your words are my only creed
And so I place them in between my every heartbeat
For us, the moments are worth every dream
And so I rest my eyes, behind the sorrow and cries and convince myself it’s exactly what I need
For her, I pray she finds her own feet
And so I settle my rage and then remember my age and offer her some shelter from the sea
For all involved, it’s a treacherous land
And so I shine a light, and pass up the fights, and offer my best apology
But for only you, my longing never is through
And so my love expands every dimension and every galaxy
© Delia Ross. 2019
Miniature
What things I must do to incur his wrath
What distances he slings me to see if I’m attached
And then he sticks around to see what wounds are hatched
He collects the pools of blood and in he takes a bath
What deeds have I done to make him pull the leather
I take a step back but still he shows his antler
I told him I was sick but that I’m seeing clearer weather
I told him I was sorry and I made it all in error
How costly are my ways when I feel him pushing me
Then he takes an arrow and he shoots me in my knee
Then he takes a word and will kiss it where it bleeds
He drops a bag of coins like Judas on the spree
I can never tell if he is being nice or sinister
Still I confess to him like he is my minister
And I don’t know why he wants me feeling this insecure
Or why he is the one guy who makes me feel so miniature
What sorrows come down when I do misbehave
I always act a child when I haven’t had my way
But he knows exactly what it is that I crave
And every button pushed makes me more of his slave
I guess my sins were plenty
For his love for me is empty
© Delia Ross. 2019
Bull
Sometimes he’s like a bull, he can only see the red
And he cannot form a thought, when it’s her that’s in his head
And he cannot figure out, how to remove the friend that’s in his bed
And I swear she’s so devout, she won’t give him any space to tred
© Delia Ross. 2019
Unknown Soldier
I’m kinda sorta glad I’m just an unknown soldier
Some may know my name but not what’s on my shoulder
You may say you’re sorry but that won’t bring me closure
You may say you love me but your actions turn you over
I’m kind of sort of glad I’m only a warrior
In a sense, to you all, I am still a foreigner
I have spent months in boots where the stars were my chauffeur
And without a moment’s notice I could be back with her
I’m really sort of glad I only own my freedom
And though I may love him I don’t really need him
And it won’t cost me much to bandage where I’m bleeding
In fact, I can disappear, without needing a reason
Though many have asked I’m glad I never married
I guess the reasons why they always have varied
Those were the roads I never saw journeyed
That sort of thinking was long ago buried
I’m really sort of glad I can just disappear
With the flip of a switch I could be out of here!
You wouldn’t have an address or know if I was near
Your words would have no magic to lure me in here dear
I’m really sort of glad I don’t have many regrets
I made a couple dollars and I made a couple debts
I have never been divorced and I own all my assets
You may look at me as poor but I’m as good as it gets
I’m really sort of glad that I’ve got eyes where I can see
And when it comes to young girls you go in a frenzy
I never understood what you ever saw in me
I’m just an unknown soldier, broken at the knee
© Delia Ross. 2019
Candor
He says I’m just a game and poison with an anchor
He beats around the bush and never gives an answer
He claims I’m a fairytale or worse just a cancer
I never was his muse and I fill them both with laughter
So I do my best to ease the bruise and respond with some candor
© Delia Ross. 2019
Potion
What temples I will build for you to worship
A depth in me for you to go the furthest
With breath that repeats with innocence that it’s urgent
Permission always written in these verses
What skin I’d shed to allow for the unspoken
What thoughts I’d free to let in all your potion
What chains I’d climb to feel the moment hoping
That every mark from you breaks my soul open
© Delia Ross. 2019
Dirt
Got his hand on my throat with every word
Got his squeeze on my pump with every hurt
Got his eye on the prize if ever I’m sure
And with the right ingredients just maybe a cure
Got his hand on the ready to offer comfort
Got my mind on the question though maybe he answered
She’s got her nose in the air as if she’s the expert
And she cries for his heart like a rich man now beggared
Got his tongue on the bottle so maybe it slurred
And my outrage is written though normally censored
But he claims that he loves me and I’m certain she heard
And so I do my best to not blind her with dirt
© Delia Ross. 2019
Survivor
I reached walls of iron
And gates of steel
Where golden halos come to kneel
And curiosities are even higher
Forgiveness gets trapped in the mire
Underneath the waiting, a place a soul can heal
Games of dishonor are never part of the ordeal
Lying and mistrust burn with the pyre
Here outside his walls await desire
A soul reaching to feel
Where fantasy reaches the surreal
And love is the sole survivor
© Delia Ross. 2019
Trajectory
I live on an island of a dream
My joy is his trajectory
His eyes are the only skies I need
His love is the only fruit I eat
I taste him in seasons
I kiss him in the trillions
I lean on the shoulders of meaning
I cling to the shores of his breathing
I rest my plight in the palm of his hand
For his every touch is the promise land
And it’s finally a journey I can understand
For this is the mission fate had planned
And on and on and on we go together
Every step with you I’m feeling better
Every hug from you feels like my shelter
Hurting you is never in the weather
© Delia Ross. 2019
Corridors
You have something of mine
I have something of yours
It is labeled shrine
And should stop the wars
It has a sign
With open doors
Windows bleed sunshine
Love through our corridors
With the will of the divine
We come with some broken floors
But we were made to align
Calm are the coming shores
It is the way we were designed
Gone are the hours of roars
When I fell out of line
Fate is written in our cores
And so my heart to you I resign
Your love is stored in my memoirs
You are my forever valentine
© Delia Ross. 2019
Bed
You made your bed
Now fucking LIE in it
Be careful where you tred
Without a spirit
Remember when you said
How I was sunlit
Our words and poems were wed
Though you won’t admit
My soul with yours was bred
And left in orbit
You stand with red
And scream “I quit”
You both left me for dead
Your love is unfit
There’s a different road I fled
You deserve all you get
© Delia Ross. 2019
