Wrapped in wisteria
Wounded by dreams
There are so many
Moments that I wish
Could be unseen
These spring
Fevered dreams
That keep me
Awake at night and
Anxiety filled days
That constantly ask
Am I doing
This right?
When the voice
Of reason
Left
Long ago
And your
Aching
For something
But
What it is
You don’t know.
💫Amber Comber
My ground is covered
With sweet gum balls
My bare feet hate stepping on them and
I know my neighbors wish they were gone
However
The Goldfinches
Carolina chickadees and
Carolina wrens
Thank me with song
The sun is returning more each day
Chasing the darkness and my blues away
I run to bask in the rays of light
Screaming
As each gum ball pierces my skin
Smiling
As I stumble upon my daffodils
The harbingers of spring
Drenched and bent like
Horns
In all their golden glory.
💫Amber Comber
With the sweetness of June still on my lips
Begging and pleading, is that all there is?
July came and left like a fever dream
I can’t even recognize the version that is currently me
The salt runs down my cheeks
Instead of the ocean that used to cleanse me &
I have never felt so landlocked while being lost at sea.
💫Amber Comber
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It’s the last days of August
I’ve been given thunderstorms
To soothe this Florida soul of mine
Two full moons to harvest intentions
That I have slept on
For far too long
A train trestle that crosses
The Savannah river
Beckoning me to follow
A suffocating heat
That takes my breath away
Whilst begging me to stay
As I step into September
Shaking off the ghosts.
💫Amber Comber
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October
I am ready
Fuck this
Complacency
The gnawing
Doubts
That rob me
I have left ashes
In my wake
Burning
What no longer
Serves me
To become
The woman
I desire to be
Honing myself
For this reality.
💫Amber Comber
Walking the moonlit street
I said to you
Coming home
Doesn’t hurt like it used to
Confessions in the
Red room of The Saint
How we learned to swallow
Our ghosts
Before they devoured us whole
Knowing we wouldn’t change
A second
Because it brought us here
And isn’t that
The beauty in the pain
That we now know
Living
Is so much more than just
Surviving.❤️
💫Amber Comber
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Hope
Is a dangerous thing
Balancing
On gnashed teeth
The let downs hit harder
Than they used to
As time slips
Away faster than
I want to
The distance
Between where I am
And where I’ve been
Takes constant
Momentum
While
My blues and anxiety
Train daily
In an attempt
To outrun me.
💫Amber Comber
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