Unsent letters you’ll never read & broken words I can never speak out loud. A compilation of freeverse writing by Courtney Klauber.
It’s the little things
The cool breeze on a warm day
The way the candle flames dance
The smell of apple pie fresh out of the oven
Seeing children jump over the crashing waves
The sound of soft giggling that you can’t contain
Biting into a freshly ripened Georgia peach
Hearing a beautiful song you enjoy
Feeling silk sheets after a long day
Falling in love with her smile
Discovering your happiness
Finding inner bliss
Among the noise
You know what she’s capable of, she’s a self-proclaimed hurricane.
She’ll tear you apart, rip you limb from limb.
Leave you broken, shattered.
You know she’ll ruin you.
But you’ll let her do it anyway.
How can you still not see?
The one I want, the girl I’ve been searching for: it’s you.
The rain came, watering the flowers. Its roots are still suffocating under the soil… but at least it’s nourishing. It isn’t dying today.
I’m like a flower. Pretty to look at, admired for its outward appearance. But underneath, my roots are a tangled mess – suffocating under layers of soil, unable to breathe. Withering away with each day that passes as it grows weaker and crumbles.
I didn’t know what it felt like
To get lost in a forest
Until my eyes met yours
—
And then I learned how strong the pull of the tide was
As I found buried treasure
Drowning deep in your ocean eyes
—
And then I saw your eyes,
An intricate blend of honey and chestnut.
They reflected the stars, mapped out the galaxy
And gave a whole new meaning to the word, gold.
—
Each color, so unique
So hypnotic in its own way
Capable of pulling me in…
The way I fiercely, uncontrollably spill myself open for you,
It thrills me in unimaginable ways
And petrifies me to my core.
