All That’s Missing Is You

Windows open and feeling Fall

I understand about losing it all

I know my dad

Spent days wandering the streets

Ribbons of red falling

from his wrists

Me and my brother miles apart

And an emotional mess

Rehab stints and halfway houses

The late night phone calls 

When the alcohol would speak

Of apologies and missed opportunities

The handwritten letters that I still keep

Confessing regrets and love for me

I don't know which is worse

Worrying if you will survive

Or

Not having to worry anymore...

~Amber Comber

For Grandma Coughlin

What I remember is

The statue of Mary

The roses

Bursting with color

In full bloom

Begging for bees

To taste their nectar

This was your favorite spot

To sit and meditate 

I remember ovaltine

The comfort 

Of your arms

You had 13 children

And never knew how

To adjust the recipe

After they left home

Me and my brother 

Were no match 

For this feast

You, the woman who

Gave to every soul in need

I remember your house

And how empty it felt 

When you left this earth

I was 12 and never felt

A loss so huge

I remember hearing my mom

Weeping

At 3 am 

After working doubles

Imagining the crater that you 

Left in her heart

Would never find sutures...

~Amber Comber

Pretty on the Inside

Wasted offerings

Rituals no one sees

Doubts and ghosts

Strangling growth

Attempting to

Unnerve me

Jagged teeth

Gnaw at my feet

As I move

Mercilessly 

Through all the

Bullshit 

I 

Refuse

To

Let

Destroy

Me.

~Amber Comber

Violet

It's no fucking surprise

I am an open book and 

You're full of lies

I bare my soul and 

You hide your heart

Damning us from the start 

I don't have to remember 

The last story I told 

I don't need cocaine

To make me bold

I used to be afraid 

To get lost in my mind

Now I harness a power 

That you'll never find

I burn this fire myself 

Only 

I harvest this fruit 

To feed me

I'll cut off my arm

Before extending 

My hand again

You're releasing me?

Bitch please

You never owned me!

~Amber Comber (Lammas 2017)

 

Ripe

My bare feet

Are dripping

Wet with rain 

Eating Summer berries 

Bathed in golden honey 

Makes me feel 

Like a 

Fucking

Goddess

I have decided to 

Relish 

In all that brings me 

Joy

Basking in the moment 

As long as I possibly can

Tired of the self sabotage 

That my mind 

Tries to drown me in

It feels amazing 

To come up for air 

And breathe in life 

Once again!💗

~Amber Comber

July 2017

Burn

I have entangled you 

In every fiber

With a searing fire

That needs release

I can't control

The flush of my skin

The spark in my eyes

Or the primal cries

You ignite in me.

~Amber Comber

Summer 2017

Cultivate

I've held the roots

In my palms

Tried to massage

The pain away

Whispered words

Of love and forgiveness 

Pierced the earth

Finding the perfect place

To bask in the sunlight

Gather the rain

And

Finally

Bloom.

~Amber Comber