A POETIC DAYDREAMER

EllaLevick

  • poem | rock bottom

    there’s a place you feel you gowhen it feels like you have failed,when everything stacks against youand nothing has prevailed.it’s said to be the lowest that anyone can gobut maybe the lowest pointis the place in which you grow.there are… Continue reading

  • poem | destination

    the right roadis never easybut let me tell you this,a crumbling pathis easier to walkthan one that doesn’texist.© Ella Levick apoeticdaydreamer.comInstagram/Pinterest: @apoeticdaydreamer Continue reading

  • poem | madness

    There is so much adventure waiting for us, and I cannot wait to go find it. Let me know if there is something specific you want me to write a poem about! The picture was taken by me in Australia. Continue reading

    poem | madness

  • poem | heavy

    how can silence be so loudwhen we learned it was quiet,not meant to make a soundor cause any riots.how can silence be so deafeningor a crushing pressure on my chest,like the weight of the worldwas a custom made vest.© Ella… Continue reading

  • poem | absence of light

    I think to myselfas I close my eyesagainst the ageing night:there is never any gain of darknessjust an absence of light© Ella Levick apoeticdaydreamer.comInstagram/Pinterest: @apoeticdaydreamer Continue reading

  • poem | we stand

    there’s no eloquent way to say “murder,”you don’t need to surround it by verbs and nouns, coddle it with peacekeeping adjectives, or crush its power into the ground.the harshness of its tonebrings meaning to the sound, and forces life back… Continue reading

    poem | we stand

  • poem | division

    the inevitable division of humansis not always born out of greed or hate, it is a slow differing of opinion, that spreads from state to state. and those with no willpowerfollow blindly the other’s lead, without ever pausing to wonder… Continue reading

  • poem | perspective

    don’t you think it’s funny,that from standing on the ground, the earth seems quite large, and not the slightest bit round, but if you go a bit further, and look from afar, you will find that standing in space, earth… Continue reading

  • poem | sound of silence

    what is the sound of silence?is it the laughter of despair?or is it the quiet sound of forgivenesstravelling through the air?does it make trails down her cheeksfrom all the words she did not sayor the conversations she plannedthat didn’t go… Continue reading

  • poem | mending melodies

    you tell me you will fix me,but am I really broken?all I need is a dose of songsto heal the torn and stolen.© Ella Levick apoeticdaydreamer.comInstagram/Pinterest: @apoeticdaydreamer Continue reading