poetry – Page 20 – Jordyn Saelor

All that’s bitter is gold

We’re burning a new plate of bread for your bitter taste buds to enjoy, but wait, make sure you follow our strange customs–don’t eat

Set aside your trepidation and fight with this generation, sharpen your blade to steal veneration by clean crusade, yet quick defeat leads to heady retreat to arm stations in the city’s blockade– no two-edged sword cuts backward in an expert’s hands but shame slays cities asunder– so give your final standing warrior most divine oblations,Continue reading “Battle of the Blockade”

Outta my blood

maybe this ache in my veins comes from every holiday that I go home and my blood don’t listen and my blood keep talkin’ round in circles– we’re glad you’re here, have you planned your future yet? We’re glad you’re here, what’s with your hair this year? And I keep reading and writing mostly forContinue reading “Outta my blood”

Magma Moon/Mount Doom

Hello earth I don’t remember your birth so let’s make up a story, make it gory, all asteroids crashing and magma rising, acid clouds and boiling rain falling on the lava plains ’til the stones cooled and the continents moved to heave up the Glorious Mount Doom with cliffs of granite rising from the planet–Continue reading “Magma Moon/Mount Doom”

Night Drive

I’ve got phrases for days like the school kids say I’ve got clouds of prey hunting birds of gray and a mighty mouse who can’t come and play since she’s busy lifting cheese for the snowy goats to eat, but Billie’s gone silly in the toboggan head and it’s dark outside so ghosts ride schoolContinue reading “Night Drive”

This Book Won’t be Winning a Watty

(this book right here) Early in the summer, I got the chance to work with the “Bootcamp Mentors” program on Wattpad, where experienced writers provide lots of one-on-one feedback to selected mentees. The feedback I got from my mentor majorly boosted my confidence in my writing and storytelling skills. So of course I submitted GraveyardContinue reading “This Book Won’t be Winning a Watty”

Feelin’ kinda sick

got feeling kinda sick like dragging tons of brick in place of every bone, my joints ache my head’s swamped stomach’s heaving taste like bile smell that toilet tile can’t sleep through the headache wanna watch a movie through the fever feed me nothing but heat and I’ll freeze it I’ve got sponges for musclesContinue reading “Feelin’ kinda sick”

Can You Feel It in the Air Tonight

oh darling, there’s something in the air tonight, and it’s

Tale of Underwater Ghost

Tug of war with the man o’ war one tentacle at a time and maybe you’ll get a ride to a higher plane of existence, or perhaps a deeper one to the shipwrecks and bioluminescent flesh

Under a Sewn Sky

’til you till the good earth with your bones, you can’t tell me you’ve suffered need. ’til you fill the neon graveyards with zombie dreams that you refuse to let die cuz they’re the only ones you can talk to about the truth– until then, you can’t brag about your courage, your faith, your anxiety,Continue reading “Under a Sewn Sky”