She fell up the stairs the same way she fell in love;
all the time,
but unexpectedly,
and head first.
But this time was different.
This time hurt,
badly.
Still spreadeagled on her stomach she reached up and felt the lump on her head.
Ouch.
One Day Please, Not Now (but now) by IndieForest, literature
Literature
One Day Please, Not Now (but now)
Can we please,
not now
(but now),
get a cheap and little, 2 bedroom, one bathroom flat and live together?
The shared living space can have a tv and my PS3 for DVD's and games,
and a good table for sewing,
and a little shitty couch bought on a student's budget/
given to us by a family friend who's just bought a new one.
It'll flow into the small kitchen,
so that when we find the time to bake it will fill the whole flat with a glorious smell.
That's where we'll take it in turns to help each other cook,
and make each other tea.
And we'll rarely eat at the table in the lounge,
because it will be covered in sewing projects,
so we'll eat on the
It doesn't matter if the glass is half empty or half full.
Because the water is still deep for someone made small.
Throw me a life buoy
but take away the rope.
Fold the INSTRUCTIONS: into an immaculate paper plane
that lands a fingertips width away.
Leave me
and don't worry;
I'll sink
but then I'll float
despite my
EMPTY lungs.
And my cries for help
will be as long gone as my final breath.
Then there will be plenty of
for you
to
FILL.
When I was two I decided I would live at the playground and would swing all day and night.
And then I cried when my parents drove away.
And I ran to the car the fastest I had ever run when it appeared around the corner again.
When I was nine I decided I would run away because my sister ate all my icecream.
And I packed a pillowcase with a juice popper and biscuits and my favourite teddy that was a lion called Simba.
And I ran back up The Hill the fastest I had ever run when an owl hooted in the distance.
When I was seventeen my parents decided they wouldn't have me anymore.
And I packed my backpack with a change of clothes and my university
She kicked off her shoes and stretched her cramped up toes.
Then she turned and ran. To where? Nobody knows.
She stuck to the path because she was scared of the bindies,
But a rock stuck to the hole in her foot anyway and she left a single bloody footprint wherever she walked.
And maybe it was because of the book she'd stolen from the library about the lost ones who'd found a home when they sat together around the broken table,
But she spent her last five dollars on a family packet of hot chips and stole the cheapest bottle of white vinegar from her local Woolworths.
She shared her dinner with the birds while the sun went down.
Then she
We Recommend You Change It Every 3 Months by IndieForest, literature
Literature
We Recommend You Change It Every 3 Months
I bought a fancy toothbrush and expensive toothpaste
and started brushing my teeth three times daily.
Although, financially, it seems like a waste,
ever since I did it things have really picked up for me.
It's Hard (You're Hard) by IndieForest, literature
Literature
It's Hard (You're Hard)
It's hard to say *I love you*
when you were *never* mine,
Hard to say *I want you*
when you *don't* want me too.
It's hard to say I *miss* you
when *I always am*,
Hard to say I need you *now*
when *I always do*.
It's hard to say I *hope* for more for us
when *you don't know what I mean*,
Hard to tell myself that *lie*
when *you know me through and through*.
*It's hard to be happy*
even though I'm trying hard
when you're so perfect to me
knowing I'm not right for you.
I just want to fall asleep with you by IndieForest, literature
Literature
I just want to fall asleep with you
I just want to fall asleep
in the back seat of a car
on a long road trip
with you
Our heads will be sharing
the middle seat
And the highway streetlights
will be passing overhead
And you will be talking
about that television show that
you really love; and I really hate.
And I will be smiling
because you are so happy
and get so enthusiastic
and I like that
And when we wake up we'll be
somewhere new
And because it's night there will be
nobody else
And we'll sit and talk more about
that television show
And I'll be happy; and you will be too.
And I'll wake up
in a grassy field
the warm sun on my face
with you.
She fell up the stairs the same way she fell in love;
all the time,
but unexpectedly,
and head first.
But this time was different.
This time hurt,
badly.
Still spreadeagled on her stomach she reached up and felt the lump on her head.
Ouch.
One Day Please, Not Now (but now) by IndieForest, literature
Literature
One Day Please, Not Now (but now)
Can we please,
not now
(but now),
get a cheap and little, 2 bedroom, one bathroom flat and live together?
The shared living space can have a tv and my PS3 for DVD's and games,
and a good table for sewing,
and a little shitty couch bought on a student's budget/
given to us by a family friend who's just bought a new one.
It'll flow into the small kitchen,
so that when we find the time to bake it will fill the whole flat with a glorious smell.
That's where we'll take it in turns to help each other cook,
and make each other tea.
And we'll rarely eat at the table in the lounge,
because it will be covered in sewing projects,
so we'll eat on the
It doesn't matter if the glass is half empty or half full.
Because the water is still deep for someone made small.
Throw me a life buoy
but take away the rope.
Fold the INSTRUCTIONS: into an immaculate paper plane
that lands a fingertips width away.
Leave me
and don't worry;
I'll sink
but then I'll float
despite my
EMPTY lungs.
And my cries for help
will be as long gone as my final breath.
Then there will be plenty of
for you
to
FILL.
When I was two I decided I would live at the playground and would swing all day and night.
And then I cried when my parents drove away.
And I ran to the car the fastest I had ever run when it appeared around the corner again.
When I was nine I decided I would run away because my sister ate all my icecream.
And I packed a pillowcase with a juice popper and biscuits and my favourite teddy that was a lion called Simba.
And I ran back up The Hill the fastest I had ever run when an owl hooted in the distance.
When I was seventeen my parents decided they wouldn't have me anymore.
And I packed my backpack with a change of clothes and my university
She kicked off her shoes and stretched her cramped up toes.
Then she turned and ran. To where? Nobody knows.
She stuck to the path because she was scared of the bindies,
But a rock stuck to the hole in her foot anyway and she left a single bloody footprint wherever she walked.
And maybe it was because of the book she'd stolen from the library about the lost ones who'd found a home when they sat together around the broken table,
But she spent her last five dollars on a family packet of hot chips and stole the cheapest bottle of white vinegar from her local Woolworths.
She shared her dinner with the birds while the sun went down.
Then she
We Recommend You Change It Every 3 Months by IndieForest, literature
Literature
We Recommend You Change It Every 3 Months
I bought a fancy toothbrush and expensive toothpaste
and started brushing my teeth three times daily.
Although, financially, it seems like a waste,
ever since I did it things have really picked up for me.
It's Hard (You're Hard) by IndieForest, literature
Literature
It's Hard (You're Hard)
It's hard to say *I love you*
when you were *never* mine,
Hard to say *I want you*
when you *don't* want me too.
It's hard to say I *miss* you
when *I always am*,
Hard to say I need you *now*
when *I always do*.
It's hard to say I *hope* for more for us
when *you don't know what I mean*,
Hard to tell myself that *lie*
when *you know me through and through*.
*It's hard to be happy*
even though I'm trying hard
when you're so perfect to me
knowing I'm not right for you.
I just want to fall asleep with you by IndieForest, literature
Literature
I just want to fall asleep with you
I just want to fall asleep
in the back seat of a car
on a long road trip
with you
Our heads will be sharing
the middle seat
And the highway streetlights
will be passing overhead
And you will be talking
about that television show that
you really love; and I really hate.
And I will be smiling
because you are so happy
and get so enthusiastic
and I like that
And when we wake up we'll be
somewhere new
And because it's night there will be
nobody else
And we'll sit and talk more about
that television show
And I'll be happy; and you will be too.
And I'll wake up
in a grassy field
the warm sun on my face
with you.
where others quit
dare start
when dreams grow faint
follow heart
leap of faith
bridge build
vision embrace
destiny fulfilled
catch a star
or passing planet
no empty wish
was ever granted
escape velocity
yours soon
achieve orbit
shoot for moon
never rest
upon relief
or settle for less
than wings of belief
I once dug a well
to get a drink
then took pause
to ponder and think
if some was good
more must be better
why just sip
when deeper is wetter
so diving in
I let my guard down
it didn't take long
until I began to drown
so if it were mine
to do all over again
I would take my sip
and grin...
The Girl Who Was Afraid To Be by UntamedUnwanted, literature
Literature
The Girl Who Was Afraid To Be
She speaks to me fondly
of passions and talents,
of guitars and stars,
with such breathless intensity
then stops short and
apologises
for speaking at all.
All because somewhere in her life,
someone she loved broke her heart
by ignoring
her beautiful words
and telling her to
shut up,
keep it down,
nobody cares.
People aren’t born sad.
We make them that way.
Before you kill yourself... by MikkiMarie, literature
Literature
Before you kill yourself...
Before you kill yourself,
Remember just one little thing.
There are places to go,
Where you have never been before.
How can you be sure those places are bad?
There are things to see,
Things you have never seen before.
How can you be sure those things are ugly?
There is a new tune to hear,
Something you've never heard before.
How can you be sure that tune is scary?
There are words to be said,
Things that have never been said before.
How can you be sure those words are hurtful?
There are dreams to be imagined,
Things you have never dreamed before.
How can you be sure that they are nightmares?
Darling, please don't give up.
Please stay st
taxed at work
taxed at play
taxed all night
taxed every day
taxed when I'm up
taxed when I'm down
taxed when I smile
taxed when I frown
taxed when I'm rich
taxed when I'm broke
taxed if I drink
taxed if I smoke
taxed to enter
taxed to exit
taxed when it breaks
taxed to fix it
taxed wide awake
taxed deep asleep
taxed to cross the bridge
taxed if I leap
My name is Indie Forest and I have green hair because it makes sense. I am a young Australian poet who dabbles in flash animations and I'd like to share my art with you. Thank-you for visiting me, I'd love to hear your thoughts on my work. If you're an avid feather collector and cloud watcher like me, I'd thoroughly enjoy swapping words with you.
Favourite Movies
The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Favourite TV Shows
Northern Exposure
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Explosions in the Sky
Favourite Books
The Ghost's Child by Sonya Hartnett, The Red Tree by Shaun Tan