November 2, 2020. 

writing with meraki

like emotions i don't really feel but embody

i cling to the power of meraki

my poetry bleeds these days

and i get paper cuts from every page


memory leaves this bitter taste

that only you make me appreciate

never thought the taste of copper could enlighten me

my own work's introspection is challenging


i offer my own wine to others and let my supply go dry

my source of life relies on when i write

oh but at the end of my rope i make my sacrifice

take this part of me and don't let it die


open up my ribcage and watch the vultures fly

rip my beating heart from my chest and its only a college try

crack open my skull and the thoughts run wild

they throw the pieces away of me that they don't like


the pain of painting pictures with meraki

no more energy inside me

my last tears tremble down my cheeks as i cry

i watch the faucet stop running after so much time


who drinks my overflowing cup

who dares to love me when i reject touch

my own poetry can leave scars

i write with a caligraphy pen and thick tar

on top of tea stained napkins

and say, "this always seems to happen"

but i do it for the art





Poetry by aidan haskel
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Written on 2020-11-02 at 19:14

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Skillfull, descriptive writing making an emotive read, enjoyed.

You know meraki is a greek word.I found your work very beautiful and interesting!!!

Amy Valentina
So intense and pensive... thank you

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Meraki, the taste of copper, tea stained napkins, and a poem that picks up speed like it's on a downhill slope makes for a very interesting and compelling reading experience.