Category: Poetry

When my mind feels messy:

  • Poem: October Bones

    I wrote this poem two years ago (and I happened to have a broken hand when I wrote it, but ironically that is not what inspired it). It was originally titled “Autumn Tree Anatomy,” but I think I like “October Bones” better. I really don’t know for sure what it’s about but I think it sounds cool and is perfect for fall so interpret however you would like :).

    October Bones by Elle Noecker

    My October bones are fragile 

    Taunting me 

    As if to snap 

                         like branches 

    any moment. 

    Leaves of the 

    past Fall

    miscellaneous in 

    patterns on the ground 

    Like pages of a banned book 

    Despised

    Discarded 

                    as good as

    Dead

                    like the tree they stemmed from. 

    My October bones are broken.

    But with every drop

    Of icy rain on 

    this September skin

    worn out;

    I see Sun of Spring 

    in my reflection. 

  • Pet Loss Playlist & Poem

    When I wrote this post, I did not necessarily have the intention of publishing it, but then I found out that September is pet memorial month so I took it as a sign to share. For context, I lost my beloved cat about a year ago, and not a day has gone by where I don’t feel as if a piece of my heart is missing. I find myself writing about her constantly as if somehow I can bring her back to life. This post is very personal to me but I am sharing in hopes that it can provide comfort and validation to anyone who might relate.

    Playlist:

    Whether it’s one lyric or the whole song, each of these songs (and many more but these ones come to mind first) help me feel a little closer to her: 

    • Eternal June, Emma Foley
    • Big Star, Lorde
    • Me & My Dog, boygenius 
    • chemtrails, Lizzy McAlpine
    • A thousand years, Christina Perrie 
    • At the Beach, In Every Life, Gigi Perez
    • marjorie, Taylor Swift
    • waiting, Cassidy Forras

    Poem: The Loss/Love that Never Leaves

    The knife is stuck in my chest.

    It doesn’t lie

     it doesn’t leave

    and it doesn’t let me 

    let go.

    But I wouldn’t if I could.

    The knife is my souvenir, 

    A reminder you were here, 

     you existed,

    and we breathed the same air. 

    The knife punctures my heart;

    not to kill  

     but to immortalize 

    my love,

    like a locket I’ll never lose. 

     The place, we call “home”

     will never truly be home again

     because when I show up 

     you’re not behind the door

    anymore.

    You’re not behind the door,

    But you live behind my eyelids when I sleep,

    Behind the cover of my journal,

    within every creature I meet. 

    Every ray of sun 

    Every rainbow after rain

    And every flower that blooms by the street. 

    The knife impales 

    But I carry it with me

    And eternal pride, I bleed.

    The pain a privilege 

    Proving that you lived,

    And you lived

     Your life 

    beside me. 

    Tigerlilly “Wiss” (my angel girl)

  • I don’t know what I’m looking for

    But I really hope I find it 

    Through the snow capped mountains 

    murky rivers underwater 

    and the valleys with meadows of green. 

    I hope I find it. 

    I don’t know where I’m going 

    But I know the direction 

    is forward

    or something like that 

    so I hope I find it. 

     I’ll keep following 

    no footsteps

    no map 

    because no one has the answers 

    of how to get there

    because no one has taken 

    this trip before. 

    “Good luck, I hope you find it.”

    But I think if I keep advancing 

    forward

    through the snow capped mountains 

    murky rivers underwater 

    and the valleys with meadows of green. 

    Maybe I’ll finally find what it is 

    I don’t know 

    I’m looking for. 

  • Encounter

    a little friend landed on my foot the other morning and it really moved me. This poem is called “Encounter,” based off this magical moment.

    Encounter by Elle Noecker

    Just as I watch the 

    sun as he rise 

    I am caught in 

    sudden yet

    pleasant surprise

    to find I’ve been 

    blessed by

    beautiful bliss

    Miss butterfly!

    miraculously floats 

    from seas of blue 

    she lands so delicate upon my shoe 

    now slowly and surely 

    I’m grounded and true. 

    Her yellow design 

    like the sun 

    starts to rise

    guiding me to realize 

    maybe I 

    too can metamorphosize. 

    I breathe in relief,

    release and sigh.  

    This insect encounter 

    a sign

    so divine, 

    It’s time 

    to revise 

    and leave 

    what’s changeless

    behind.  

    This encounter

    my signal

    to grow

    wings 

    and 

    fly

  • First Poetry Post!

    Posting poetry is scary. But it is also something I have always dreamt of sharing. Poetry is art. The words are the paint, the pen is my brush, and this section of my blog will serve as the gallery. I hope you enjoy :).

    This first poem is about the contradictory expectations placed on children growing up and trying to maintain the ‘good kid’ persona.

    Be Respectful; be polite; break the silence by Elle Noecker

    Be respectful; be polite; be quiet; raise your hand when you wish to speak; ask permission to use the restroom; stand in line, single file; don’t laugh too loud; make sure to show some enthusiasm; don’t smile too much– this is serious; would you please look happy for once?; respect your superiors; respect your peers; don’t talk while I talk, that’s disrespectful; don’t talk so much, that’s annoying; why are you so quiet?; “I wish your daughter would contribute her ideas more in class;” incorrect; give your classmates a chance; Be respectful; be polite; be quiet; be friendly; be social; make friends– a lot; take people under your wing; get along with everyone; be a friend to everyone; Okay, but where are my friends? Pick a partner for this project; Oh no. Please no; Make sure all group members contribute equally; Don’t do too much; Don’t do too little; Don’t take up space; I wish you would be more assertive; Be respectful; be polite; be quiet; Speak up, I can’t hear you; please don’t talk over me; just tough it out; the world is unforgiving; learn it the hard way; why didn’t you ask for help?; don’t hesitate to reach out; But you never respond?; Why didn’t you tell me sooner?; YOU NEVER REPLY; you’re so mature for your age; you’re an adult, it’s time to act like one; Be respectful; be polite; be quiet; You’re so humble; Have more confidence; stick up for yourself; stick up for others; hey, don’t be rude; learn to take a joke; be yourself; they might not like that; don’t care what others think; make sure to impress everyone; Wear what you want!; not that; do what makes you happy; maybe this isn’t for you; prioritize yourself; be selfless; if you say “no”, you will hurt their feelings; you need to learn to set boundaries; Be respectful; be polite; be quiet; always be honest; you should have kept that to yourself; if you stay true to your values, the right people will find you; Where is everyone?; think before you speak; you’re overthinking this; take a well deserved break; you should have been more productive; alone time is important; you’re so anti-social; make good choices!; learn to live a little; Repeat steps until–; until what? I lose my mind!?