Poetry

rain & i – Elena Barrera-Waters

it’s 5:56 in the morning

(on a weekend)
and the rain is pounding
and it’s loud
and the windows are shaking, even if only a little.
it’s funny because
i’m always so eager to go to sleep,
to stop the world for just a while,
to escape the noise of yesterday
and today
and even tomorrow.
but right now,
i’m up
and alive
and my heart pounds with life
to the same beat as the rain pounding against the pane of my window
Standard
Poetry

Something Like Freedom – Brooke Safferman

Hope in a bottle

Spilling out loudly

The sound crashes in our ears

No regrets, never regrets.

 

Shouting from rooftops, from birds’ backs, from the skies

Liberty is a thing that can be purchased

With determination and strength

We have things inside of us we never even knew we had to begin with.

 

Lean on back and close your eyes

The smells wander on in: fresh cut grass and gasoline;

Balloon animals and your dog peeing on the fence

Hey, it’s alright now. Hey.

 

That beautiful moment where you’re at a loss of words

Because you don’t have a thesaurus with you

That could give you another option, another choice for the word that means

Something like freedom.S

Standard