WhiteTreeHawk

I write the stories that need to be told. Writing how I understand myself and other people. It is important to me that everyone’s journey is shared, the good and bad.

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WhiteTreeHawk

I write the stories that need to be told. Writing how I understand myself and other people. It is important to me that everyone’s journey is shared, the good and bad.

130

Writings

Followers

Following

This Is My Love Song

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

It’s a prickly path

For my broken heart

Thats been damaged since the very start

But no one ever told me that I’d find you, you.

Love came crashing

Down on me

Like the seasons change

You’re my summer breeze

It’s true.

Love came for me and you.

And I hold your hand

In my dreams

Where the stars align for you and me

And no screaming faces are telling us

It’s so wrong For me to write you a love song....

Poetry

Romance

I Still Pray For You

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

I said good bye when I was eight.

And I didn’t know that that would mean

I’d be crying all alone

In my room at seventeen.

I’m still cursing at the ceiling

Hoping god stops screwing up,

And I don’t know where I’m going,

But I know I’m getting drunk.

I’ve been holding in my shit

For the past fifteen years.

I’ve been sitting on my own

Not wanting to let go of all these tears.

And I still hold my b...

Poetry

My Hands Work

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

my hands brown like the earth.

cracked ‘n dry like the month of august.

my hands small but efficient.

they been poked ‘n pricked pickn’ cotton.

my hands set ta work from dawn ta dusk.

they tire by noon, longn’ ta let ease they soreness.

my hands never rest though.

never do they splash cool water from the barrel.

my hands break the way papa breaks ground.

cracked n’ calloused, blister n’ bruise...

Poetry

Western

Little Feet Growing Up

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

Moving slowly up,

Growing

Footsteps, blooming of

Sounds of chiming birds,

Ready themselves.

feet wandering

Deeply beyond forests and streams.

Trickling, glittering,

Flowing like honey.

Sweet serenades

Hum softly.

That pitter-patter,

small feet,

Dancing for foliage

Colored autumn red.

Red autumn colored

Foliage for dancing

Feet, small,

Pitter-patter that

Softly hum

Serenades. Sweet

Honey like. ...

Poetry

YA fiction

Let Love Be Thy Killer

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

Hate kills love.

Selfishness kills unity.

Jealousy kills generosity.

Darkness over powers light.

Distrust kills faith.

Aggression kills kindness.

Envy over powers worth.

Anger kills joy.

Doubt kills confidence.

Resentment over powers empathy.

Empathy over powers resentment.

Confidence kills doubt.

Joy kills anger.

Worth over powers envy.

Kindness kills aggression.

Faith kills distrust.

Light...

Poetry

Summer Lies

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

All my life

I’ve been looking for an answer

In a world

That only lies and fakes the day.

In this dark, snowy summer

I really need an answer.

She lies and lies and lies.

You lie and lie and lie.

They lie and lie and lie

To my face

In the dark.

You close your eyes.

And I scream and scream to open them.

You say I lie

Inside this snowy time.

The summer wind

Is blowing ice and hail.

These darkened ...

Poetry

Mystery

What I Want

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

I want.

To die.

I can.

Not cry.

I need.

To hide.

I want.

To die.

My wounds.

Are open.

Bleeding.

Fast.

My heart.

Is racing.

Pounding.

Past.

The world

It spins

Inside

My head.

I am.

So dizzy.

I want.

To be dead.

Over.

stepping.

Boundaries.

Past.

Alarms.

Go off.

And sirens.

Blast.

I am ghostly

Pale.

A hallow.

Shell.

Of what

I was

Before

The dusk.

Darkened.

Numb.

A soulless.

Feat.

I r...

Poetry

YA fiction

Thrusted Fault

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

Two go in,

One comes out.

Her dress is torn,

Se tried to shout.

The clock hands ticked,

Ticked away.

Her life blew up

In a single day.

Two go in,

One comes out.

She cried and cried

Cause he lost his life.

But at his funeral,

She didn’t show her face.

Cause everyone in town

Calls her a disgrace.

Two go in,

One comes out.

Her dress was bloodied

So they chased her out of town.

Her name was mud,

...

Poetry

Crime

Run

WhiteTreeHawk

2 min read

“Holy shit” he swore under his breath. Brad turned to Jacob.

“What the fuck did you do?” He said, his anger subdued by the fear of consequence.

“Me!” Exclaimed Jacob in a defensive tone. “We did that fucking shit together!” Jacob almost could not believe it himself. What the hell had they done.

“We’re gonna be in so much fucking trouble,” Jacob said, his eyes glued to the mess.

The boys both l...

Action

Crime

The Burden Of Memories

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

I am an anchor

Dragging— through

The mushy sand.

My boat is towed

Out to sea.

Swept up by the undertow,

And taken far from me.

Birds don’t chirp

Lullabies,

Lovely as

I walk by.

Instead they sound

The sirens.

Blaring

Wailing

Shrieks of the past.

I hold my breath—

Deep under water.

My ears, they ring—

My heart, she pounds—

My voice cant scream,

Cant make a sound.

I’ve got this boulder.

That was p...

Poetry

YA fiction

This Is My Love Song

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

It’s a prickly path

For my broken heart

Thats been damaged since the very start

But no one ever told me that I’d find you, you.

Love came crashing

Down on me

Like the seasons change

You’re my summer breeze

It’s true.

Love came for me and you.

And I hold your hand

In my dreams

Where the stars align for you and me

And no screaming faces are telling us

It’s so wrong For me to write you a love song....

Poetry

Romance

I Still Pray For You

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

I said good bye when I was eight.

And I didn’t know that that would mean

I’d be crying all alone

In my room at seventeen.

I’m still cursing at the ceiling

Hoping god stops screwing up,

And I don’t know where I’m going,

But I know I’m getting drunk.

I’ve been holding in my shit

For the past fifteen years.

I’ve been sitting on my own

Not wanting to let go of all these tears.

And I still hold my b...

Poetry

My Hands Work

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

my hands brown like the earth.

cracked ‘n dry like the month of august.

my hands small but efficient.

they been poked ‘n pricked pickn’ cotton.

my hands set ta work from dawn ta dusk.

they tire by noon, longn’ ta let ease they soreness.

my hands never rest though.

never do they splash cool water from the barrel.

my hands break the way papa breaks ground.

cracked n’ calloused, blister n’ bruise...

Poetry

Western

Little Feet Growing Up

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

Moving slowly up,

Growing

Footsteps, blooming of

Sounds of chiming birds,

Ready themselves.

feet wandering

Deeply beyond forests and streams.

Trickling, glittering,

Flowing like honey.

Sweet serenades

Hum softly.

That pitter-patter,

small feet,

Dancing for foliage

Colored autumn red.

Red autumn colored

Foliage for dancing

Feet, small,

Pitter-patter that

Softly hum

Serenades. Sweet

Honey like. ...

Poetry

YA fiction

Let Love Be Thy Killer

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

Hate kills love.

Selfishness kills unity.

Jealousy kills generosity.

Darkness over powers light.

Distrust kills faith.

Aggression kills kindness.

Envy over powers worth.

Anger kills joy.

Doubt kills confidence.

Resentment over powers empathy.

Empathy over powers resentment.

Confidence kills doubt.

Joy kills anger.

Worth over powers envy.

Kindness kills aggression.

Faith kills distrust.

Light...

Poetry

Summer Lies

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

All my life

I’ve been looking for an answer

In a world

That only lies and fakes the day.

In this dark, snowy summer

I really need an answer.

She lies and lies and lies.

You lie and lie and lie.

They lie and lie and lie

To my face

In the dark.

You close your eyes.

And I scream and scream to open them.

You say I lie

Inside this snowy time.

The summer wind

Is blowing ice and hail.

These darkened ...

Poetry

Mystery

What I Want

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

I want.

To die.

I can.

Not cry.

I need.

To hide.

I want.

To die.

My wounds.

Are open.

Bleeding.

Fast.

My heart.

Is racing.

Pounding.

Past.

The world

It spins

Inside

My head.

I am.

So dizzy.

I want.

To be dead.

Over.

stepping.

Boundaries.

Past.

Alarms.

Go off.

And sirens.

Blast.

I am ghostly

Pale.

A hallow.

Shell.

Of what

I was

Before

The dusk.

Darkened.

Numb.

A soulless.

Feat.

I r...

Poetry

YA fiction

Thrusted Fault

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

Two go in,

One comes out.

Her dress is torn,

Se tried to shout.

The clock hands ticked,

Ticked away.

Her life blew up

In a single day.

Two go in,

One comes out.

She cried and cried

Cause he lost his life.

But at his funeral,

She didn’t show her face.

Cause everyone in town

Calls her a disgrace.

Two go in,

One comes out.

Her dress was bloodied

So they chased her out of town.

Her name was mud,

...

Poetry

Crime

Run

WhiteTreeHawk

2 min read

“Holy shit” he swore under his breath. Brad turned to Jacob.

“What the fuck did you do?” He said, his anger subdued by the fear of consequence.

“Me!” Exclaimed Jacob in a defensive tone. “We did that fucking shit together!” Jacob almost could not believe it himself. What the hell had they done.

“We’re gonna be in so much fucking trouble,” Jacob said, his eyes glued to the mess.

The boys both l...

Action

Crime

The Burden Of Memories

WhiteTreeHawk

1 min read

I am an anchor

Dragging— through

The mushy sand.

My boat is towed

Out to sea.

Swept up by the undertow,

And taken far from me.

Birds don’t chirp

Lullabies,

Lovely as

I walk by.

Instead they sound

The sirens.

Blaring

Wailing

Shrieks of the past.

I hold my breath—

Deep under water.

My ears, they ring—

My heart, she pounds—

My voice cant scream,

Cant make a sound.

I’ve got this boulder.

That was p...

Poetry

YA fiction