Herbal and verbal tea

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What’s in here: Hello my dear readers! I don’t know about you but I just adore poetry! I think it’s such a great way process your emotions and to put them on paper. Now this might not be the best poetry you’ll ever read but I had the best time writing them. In here, you’ll find poems about love, loss and the beautiful parts of life we have yet to appreciate. I recommend drinking a nice cup of lavender and lemon tea with biscuits on the side to truly enjoy these poems!

Summer

Hair bleached by the sun,

How I can’t wait to have fun

But first I must wait

For my sunscreen to dry— how great

The salt air eases my woes

When I’ll jump, who knows

Wind blows through my hair

The dock burns my feet as I prepare

Salt builds up on my skin

As I finally go in

Supplication

I beg you to lean in

And kiss away my chagrin

Unravel me piece by piece

And run your fingers along the crease

Drink away my love for you

And let me emerge my mind askew

Rid me of this daffodil

Do it of your own free will

Fruit juice

Satiate me with your skin

Even if it’s a sin

Rest my head between your thighs

And let me hear your pleasured cries

Coat my tongue in nectarine

Or let me wipe my conscience clean

Help me pretend it’s a dream

So as to appease my bloodstream

Childlike wonder

A dragonfly soars

Over a child holding oars

Splash! Hands fly skywards

Sounds of nature

Birds chirping on trees

Waves crashing against the shore

Our laughter echoes

Diving deep

I whisper my secrets to the ocean

The tides haven’t a notion

The waves fold over gently

I don’t know if I’m ready

The ripples lick at my feet

The ocean needs to eat

I lay softly on the shore

Petrified to my core

As the waves wash over me

I hear a voice, sweet as honey

Go deeper, you won’t regret it

Another world lies there I’ll admit

I turn around to go back

But honesty is what I lack

The water fills my lungs

As I drown on feelings unsung

Haunted

The petrichor dispersed all trace of you

I search for it in the morning dew

By a creek I’m on my knees

I’m infected with disease

Sunlight etched onto my skin

Where do I even begin

Your voice echoes in my mind

A clear sign we’re intertwined

Sink your teeth into my lips

Let me admire the blood that drips

I just want a glimpse of you

Please, someone, tell me what to do

© 2025 C. H. Gökdemir. All rights reserved.

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