Saturday, November 11, 2023

July

 

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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Threshold

 

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:

 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

L is for:

 

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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Saturday, July 1, 2023

You Look Tired

 

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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Presence

 

I am filled with

Flowers and gratitude 

That my limbs

Love me enough 

To inspire movement 

That my lungs 

Know how much

Air I require 

To be thankful 

For every breath

That my heart

Loves the challenge 

Of beating

Just

A

Little

Faster…

💫Amber Comber

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Monday, March 13, 2023

Something to Believe

 

Dressing for that 

Sunny disposition

That always seems 

To escape me

I will find a cloud 

To get lost in and 

Dig up all

My painful memories 

How do others move on

While I stand still?

Analyzing the wreckage 

Has gotten me nowhere 

How does a heart

That’s been betrayed 

Heal?

How can you 

Reach inside to find 

The wound

Whispering 

I promise

You’ll be safe here.

💫Amber Comber

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Monday, February 20, 2023

Wounds

 

These wounds they say

That make us stronger

What do they do 

In between 

The rawness &

The scar tissue 

How do we carry

Around

This aching flesh

Protecting it

From a world

That wants 

To tear it apart

How do some of us    

Recover 

And others get 

Consumed

What does survival

Look like to you?

💫Amber Comber

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Monday, January 30, 2023

Static

 I have never 

Had a winter

So surrounded

By death

I should be 

Thankful 

For each 

And every 

Fucking

Breath 


Still

I’m frozen

In memories 

Of the past

Afraid to hold on

To anything too

Tightly 

As the waves of grief 

Ebb and flow

I feel tied

To an anchor

Unable to 

Let go.

💫Amber Comber