The Unsigned Writer

Falling Hard

I don’t ever want to look back on the person I was. She was young and hopeful for a poem I now have. Holding on tight to something so real it lights a storm. A gaze to light an electric storm with a lovely undertone. Praying that this won’t ever fall away and leave me…

I Am Awake

I have not been awake in quite some time. Eyes open and I can feel vigorous blood flowing through my head. Sitting up and I am faced with a body of obscurity. You are there, I see you but still, nothing begins to make sense. Hello? Hello, is that you? Crush those thoughts and throw…

Sparks

Candlelight dancing in my home, flickering flames of enlightenment. The sparks are cascading now, dripping like starry drops of rhythm onto the floor; And yet, a number of those sparks rise to the forest in the ceiling. Vines of rumination crowding over our heads like a storm in nature. Should the floor and the ceiling…

Existing and Dissolving

If your world collided with the ocean,Would stars fall like the rain or the sun?If I photographed you for a day, would you still want to stay?Cheerful songs and a bittersweet aftertaste has got me going.Listen to me when I say the stargazers can hear you.If your world collided with the ocean,Would stars fall like…

Scattered Mind

To dissolve as a form of imagination.To reappear as a signature of creation.What does it take and what will I find if the words collide?Listen to the melody that envelops the crystal drops of thought.To dissolve as a form of imagination.To reappear as a signature of creation.The mind of a maddened writer; the cry of…

Tell Me What To Write

I have not written these words to you or anyone else I know.Corrupted until the end of the earth has kissed the stars.Please tell me what I should write.Drifting restlessly into a dreamscape of endless wonder.I have to write these words but I never know how.Drifting so far that the stars cannot touch the tips…

Collide

Fall from the sky. Fall from the sky, little girl. Collapse in the stars and collide with the clouds. You have a kaleidoscope in your eyes. Gazing into the moon is more blinding then the sun. You got a light in your shout and a tear in your smile. Never give up when you bring…

Autumn Eyes

Thought I knew what it was like to feel alive. Never wanted to drop what I was already holding onto. The woods is where I grew up and the wild grass is where I slept. Thought I knew what love was when I met the forest boy. He told me I could touch the stars…

What It’s Like

It’s been a long time since I could knit a thought together. My mind is made of strings at the moment but impossible to untie. You distract me from reality and I forget I have a voice. I felt so alone but now I feel complete. I do not need to ask to be heard…

A Boy Named Sky

There is something about you I can never forget. A portrait in your eyes that reminds me of a starry night. Or is it the galaxy of freckles setting your face. It could be the sun sparking a warm fire in your voice. Possibly telling myself it is the alignment of worlds when you smile….

Goodbye, Poetry

You see the moon? The midnight sky that comes every night? You might see an orb of pale light to inspire. I see the poetry you used to write. If the moon could sing, I’m sure it’d cry. It would talk about the friendship you and the night had. Boy oh boy I wish I…

Forest Boy

How can you fall in love with what is not real? I must ask the stars what they think of this sensation. It is hard to navigate with a compass that has gone off course. Thinking of the boy I met in the forest. A million days before and a million miles from here. Ask…

Fantasizing Reality

A prisoner to the person I used to be and a prisoner of my own mind. Got a table down in my basement with a soul that used to be mine. Taken apart too many times to remember how to reapply it. I tell you to leave me alone, but I need you more than…

500 Followers!

This is just a quick thank you – an appreciation to all my readers, followers, commenters, and downright kind supporters. I have been sharing my writing for a year and a half now and to reach my 500 mark feels like a really great accomplishment and I couldn’t have done it without all the inspiration…

Moments In Creation

Let us start from the beginning of creation. Where black and white roses become colorless stars. Mixing up ink blots to decipher our notation. There is a castle made of ink, a castle made of glass. Collecting poetry to fill up our empty honey jars. Piecing together the crowns of imagination. Emptying the figments of…

They Don’t Know

They don’t know. They don’t know what goes through her head. The girl that came from a twisted far away wonderland. They don’t know. They don’t know why she is the way she is. She wears all black but her mind is a thousand unexistent colors. Her hair is dyed to illustrate the vast portraits…

I Will Be The World

I will be the world. Claustrophobic storms in the deserted cities. To the flowers that might grow in the sky. Stars reflected in the ocean depths. I like to imagine that all writers are born in a place far away. Where each inspired image can come together as one. Entering the mind through a blink…

Garden In The Sky

Clouds are upside down and you cannot even see. Bipolar reactions of weather abrupt the cycle. There are weeds on the ground but there are roses above. Hues in a poetic form of red and blue growing in the white tufts. How wonderful it is to image a garden in the sky. Bet you wish…

Skeleton In A City

A flickering shower of sparkling lights have shown us the way. To the city that owns a parade of proud dreamers. No matter the weather, they show us both sides. Sunlight reflects in the glass panes thoughtful gazes. While the rain brings puddle to give us an upside-down perspective. It all seems so lovely before…

Prince Of Darkness

He is the shadow that you think is your own. Following your every step and finding out your favorite place. He has got your soul in a case and he has got your smile in his mind. He knows the darkest thoughts, not just of you, but the entire world. He is a man not…

Symphony of Light

For once it is time to not be afraid of height. Touching the skies in symphony of light. The horizon falling in such a splendid sight. May we waltz graceful through the night? May the stars be our mapped out chart? Falling forth to reveal the glass of our heart. I know it has been…

The Rain Was Never Haunted

It has been a while since she was not alone. She used to spend her nights in lack of melody. There were no voices to take the demons to a slow town. There will only monsters shredding loose the tone. She was too anxious to speak out loud. No one was around to understand why…

Caught In The Air

My dreams take a million turns. They are going up and down, backwards, and forwards. My dreams are flying all around. My wings you cannot see but they are caught in the air. I am dreaming in the harmony of the breeze. How long does it take to catch a dragonfly? It takes me far…

Not Alone

As you read these words, you might be hearing a voice. Not the voice of an author but the voice of a poem. How lonely we become that paper becomes our closest friends. Writing away our lives until the end of time. I think about your words without you knowing. I reflect a part of…

The Stars Are Alive

They told me that I had to like the sun. It was those bright beams though that made my head pound. How could I like the sun if we did not get along? I had to hide away the fact that I was settling for the smaller orbs. I had to let them believe I…

Holding Onto You

Gaze meaningfully searching for the lights that flicker. Finding it such a mesmerizing sight when the leaves curl as they burn. Looking forward to the strange color of death in autumn nature. Dancing with the shadows that are cast over in such little light. Oblivious to the friendship of the sun and spilling secrets to…

Write Your Name

Thought you would like to know, I am not blind to what is behind the smile. I have been a soldier once before. Your chest is rattling with an earthquake. You are a globe with a storm inside. There is so much rain that you cannot breathe. I know what it is like to forget…

Sweet Riptide

I want to belong to you. I love the magnetic pull of your gaze when we meet. We have been connected since the day we met in the forest. Countless dreams shared in our separate constellations. No ocean kept us apart as long as we could read the other. It is a dangerous grace that…

Stargazing

This girl is more than a wildflower. She finds only herself when looking up. She dances in the streets when it begins to rain. Her eyes are as blue as the stormiest ocean. Her smile is as brilliant as the freshest spring days. Each night brings darkness, but she only sees light. She finds her…

Flightless Fingerprints

I was waiting alone at the edge of my colorless canvas. You were the artist I needed to meet. I could see your mark against the screen. A gorgeous array of personality left by your warmth. Your fingers are in a flight of life, leaving prints all about. Creating nothing but the inspiration in…

Flowers In My Shoes

There are flowers in my shoes. There are flowers in my nightmares. You don’t know what that means unless you understand. For once in a while, we are forced to visit an unrealistic realm. Bittersweet lullabies that whisper unspoken truths. Stay awake with me and I will run away. Write a poem for me and…

Dynamic Dreamer

A concoction of constellation has been split in the sky. A concoction of reality has been seeped inside. Limits rising into nonexistent as the darkness and light become one. Day is night while night is day; darkness having more light than once. Twisted poems too sickly sweet to sing out loud. Ending daydreams and transforming…

Place Without Stars

Underlying forces taking a volume in descending perspectives. Make up the mind of aspect but it will not. It has shown itself in such a fall. Brought you down from the clouds to a harsh reality. Wake up and recognize that you have become nobody. You start to wonder what your name is. If you…

Writing Damage

I have been writing myself down from dusk to dawn. I have revealed a million pens clear of ink. I keep writing to beautify the world and make words beam. Only each time I scribble, the drops of imagination have darkened. Like my fingers are wrapped in rings of shadows. I cannot write a single…

Breathe Life

Come out today and notice the leaves. They are falling for you graceful thoughts. Blushing the rare colors of honest love. Come out tonight and touch the stars. Bury your nightmares in midnight ink. To find out what story you left behind. Come out and smell the crying sea. You might just find a shell…

Thinking Sky

There is a mood after the moon. A dream that comes even without the stars. However far it must take for you to see. That I am falling in a deep love with you. I do not usually write my words in romance. Though it is hard to not want to write and I cannot….

Be Inspired To Not Wait To Live

I could die tomorrow. I could die today. I could die in an hour. In any moment that comes could be my last. So, why am I so afraid of living? Why should I worry what others think? Why am I so afraid of the judgement? I could die in the next hour and I’m…

Wildflower

Rain was my favorite and not a drizzle of heartache. And as I looked through the pelting sheets, I met your gaze. I will never forget the look on your face. The boy I thought I knew so well had transformed beneath the clouds. The scowl that usually held you back was replaced. You were…

One More Day

I could get lost in the songs that I play. Romantic thoughts playing over and over. I have never stopped being hopeless when it comes to you. I could watch the way your shoulders shake when you laugh. I could watch you all day but now I am thinking it over. I watch your forest…

Midnight Paint

It is then beneath the sky. Midnight paint brushes dancing above. Bringing life to what it is we could be. The once silent stars no longer shy. The words will thread to what was dreamed of. A force of speculation in layers of sea. COPYRIGHT © 2021 Jade M. Liljenquist (Unauthorized use or adaptation…

Ghosted Eyelashes

A delusion of unrealistic figments has been created. Rocking forth in a dream that will never leave the mind. Sensations of creation brewing underneath the waves. A storm of emotion over this new depth of ocean. A hazy grey varied in with the blue of his gaze. Memories of the past and memories of the…

Flicker

Electricity running through my veins in the morning. I have entered a new realm of inspiration. Lost in a land of past dreams and now I have escaped. A pattern of gorgeous questions defining who I could be. The ceiling could tell me what I said in my sleep. Only the paper has it all…

Enigma Skies

Luminous and vivid as petals of mystery unwind. The gaze of a dreamer or the gaze of a destroyer? Creation comes with a price just the same as magic. Only it is up to me and you to decide which path will be ours. Through the woods of past travelers. Through the woods of past…

Three Wishes; Three Words

An ocean laying out for creatures of thought to seep. Where it must be that we find depth and perspective. Auras of emotion and hope puzzled together. While imagination can drive us into daydreams that lead us. It is the creation that pulls together all the ideas. I hope one day I can find my…

Far Beyond Our Imagination

Stretching out far beyond our imagination. There is a man with quite the endeavor. He has risen above the trees of the forest. Found a place to call home in the stars above. Stretching out far beyond our imagination. A poisonous flower has come to bloom. Petals with vivid veins of blue and purple. Where…