decayed & purged—
a new and perfect space to
bloom (as I)
deserve.
*
-Gina C.🧚🏻♀️✨
*
🥀Breakup Poetry
*
(Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry is a subsidiary of @gina-c-poetry.bsky.social)
all poetry written & owned by Gina C.
Your fog cocoons my heart.
Dissipate, and my wings break apart,
.:like rain:.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
Here’s a link to this short breakup poem on my Vocal page:
vocal.media/poets/like-r...
#poem #poetry #blueskypoetry #breakuppoem
Your fog cocoons my heart.
Dissipate, and my wings break apart,
.:like rain:.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
Here’s a link to this short breakup poem on my Vocal page:
vocal.media/poets/like-r...
#poem #poetry #blueskypoetry #breakuppoem
The full Moon, bright—
promised Sea {the Earth}: pulled
her closer to ✨the sky.✨ At night,
Moon’s love lured Sea high on sand—
caught her star-shaped fish,
cloud-urchins,
.:land:.
When Moon waned, Sea’s tide
broke apart—
~dried her~
heart.
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/when-t...
#poem
The full Moon, bright—
promised Sea {the Earth}: pulled
her closer to ✨the sky.✨ At night,
Moon’s love lured Sea high on sand—
caught her star-shaped fish,
cloud-urchins,
.:land:.
When Moon waned, Sea’s tide
broke apart—
~dried her~
heart.
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/when-t...
#poem
I adored discourse, you loathed .:verbose:.
I craved wild, lilac empires,
you dreamt of white, picket homes.
I cared for ~dragon fruit~, you:
🍐pared-down tastes & tones.
.:All my flowers die:.
(when you mute)
purple
prose.
-Gina C 🧚♀️✨ (DecaytoBloom Poetry)
Vocal
vocal.media/poets/all-my...
#poem
I adored discourse, you loathed .:verbose:.
I craved wild, lilac empires,
you dreamt of white, picket homes.
I cared for ~dragon fruit~, you:
🍐pared-down tastes & tones.
.:All my flowers die:.
(when you mute)
purple
prose.
-Gina C 🧚♀️✨ (DecaytoBloom Poetry)
Vocal
vocal.media/poets/all-my...
#poem
You slip through skylights riding
tempest clouds—
now your {{high}} has brought
.:the rain:.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
Here’s a link to this short poem on my Vocal page:
vocal.media/poets/your-h...
#poem #poetry #blueskypoetry #breakuppoem
You slip through skylights riding
tempest clouds—
now your {{high}} has brought
.:the rain:.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
Here’s a link to this short poem on my Vocal page:
vocal.media/poets/your-h...
#poem #poetry #blueskypoetry #breakuppoem
Sweet, decadent, new:
palette full of unctuousness—
the wondrousness of y o u .
Surge: butterflies —✨wild✨—
{rush of nerves},
.:heart on fire:.,
-soul and senses riled.-
Then crashing down,
full of doubt,
s o a s h a m e d ...
{{purge you}}
out.
-Gina C.🧚♀️✨
vocal.media/poets/purge-...
#poem
Sweet, decadent, new:
palette full of unctuousness—
the wondrousness of y o u .
Surge: butterflies —✨wild✨—
{rush of nerves},
.:heart on fire:.,
-soul and senses riled.-
Then crashing down,
full of doubt,
s o a s h a m e d ...
{{purge you}}
out.
-Gina C.🧚♀️✨
vocal.media/poets/purge-...
#poem
In a dream, God gifted me your smile.
Our summer steam made promises—
rich petrichor to quench my empty Nile.
You feigned the seraph—
strumming .:me:., ✨your little harp...✨
but were the devil (all)
-the while-
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
vocal.media/poets/ezekiel
#blueskypoetry
In a dream, God gifted me your smile.
Our summer steam made promises—
rich petrichor to quench my empty Nile.
You feigned the seraph—
strumming .:me:., ✨your little harp...✨
but were the devil (all)
-the while-
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
vocal.media/poets/ezekiel
#blueskypoetry
To propagate our orchard, we slit
our fig trees. These sacred clippings
flourished—produced buds; thrived. We
cared for these .:new lives:.—tucked
them in earth, watched as
they slept—but our
✨parent stems✨
-could not-
mend
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
vocal.media/poets/to-pro...
#poem
To propagate our orchard, we slit
our fig trees. These sacred clippings
flourished—produced buds; thrived. We
cared for these .:new lives:.—tucked
them in earth, watched as
they slept—but our
✨parent stems✨
-could not-
mend
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
vocal.media/poets/to-pro...
#poem
Our empire’s in ruins—
all is burned and lost
.:in verse:.
My love language ✨was words✨ when
you stayed silent,
your need for service was
{our curse}. I failed to build
you up ‘cause
“I love you”
wasn’t
heard.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
vocal.media/poets/roman-...
#blueskypoetry
Our empire’s in ruins—
all is burned and lost
.:in verse:.
My love language ✨was words✨ when
you stayed silent,
your need for service was
{our curse}. I failed to build
you up ‘cause
“I love you”
wasn’t
heard.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
vocal.media/poets/roman-...
#blueskypoetry
Sneaky,
how the time has changed us. We
used to be an “absolutely”—
kindred spirits & ✨best friends✨.
Now, I don’t even know you. The
“you” I knew is now
a ghost—
a vintage,
distant trend.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/ghost-...
#poem #poetry #blueskypoetry
Sneaky,
how the time has changed us. We
used to be an “absolutely”—
kindred spirits & ✨best friends✨.
Now, I don’t even know you. The
“you” I knew is now
a ghost—
a vintage,
distant trend.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/ghost-...
#poem #poetry #blueskypoetry
daybreak
surrounded by
hundreds of
species of trees
on a sunless sunrise
no shadows cast
#poetry #poem #writing
daybreak
surrounded by
hundreds of
species of trees
on a sunless sunrise
no shadows cast
#poetry #poem #writing
Loving you was like an over-jammed
frying pan. I wanted all my
bell peppers to brown—for the
lamb juices to bloom. ✨For
the tastes to marry✨.
In the end, I
lacked patience,
.:you your:.
room.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/a-bad-...
#poem #poetry #blueskypoetry
Loving you was like an over-jammed
frying pan. I wanted all my
bell peppers to brown—for the
lamb juices to bloom. ✨For
the tastes to marry✨.
In the end, I
lacked patience,
.:you your:.
room.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/a-bad-...
#poem #poetry #blueskypoetry
A short breakup poem of mine, called "When the Light Changed".
This poem can be viewed on my Vocal page here:
vocal.media/poets/when-t...
#poem #poetry #breakup #breakuppoetry
A short breakup poem of mine, called "When the Light Changed".
This poem can be viewed on my Vocal page here:
vocal.media/poets/when-t...
#poem #poetry #breakup #breakuppoetry
Your kiss is whiskey-smooth:
✨Love✨, I assume. (But it’s just)
.:eighty-percent proof:.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Here’s a link to this short poem on my Vocal page:
vocal.media/poets/dilute...
#poem #poetry #breakup
Your kiss is whiskey-smooth:
✨Love✨, I assume. (But it’s just)
.:eighty-percent proof:.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Here’s a link to this short poem on my Vocal page:
vocal.media/poets/dilute...
#poem #poetry #breakup
It’s a b*tch, isn't it? The nip of
karma’s guillotine. STRAIN—knowing
with each slip, I’ll need less of
your sh*t: LESS YOU. You play
roulette—risk fired guns.
I’ll take less dumb
excuses:
Two….....One….....
DONE.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/karma-...
#poem
It’s a b*tch, isn't it? The nip of
karma’s guillotine. STRAIN—knowing
with each slip, I’ll need less of
your sh*t: LESS YOU. You play
roulette—risk fired guns.
I’ll take less dumb
excuses:
Two….....One….....
DONE.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/karma-...
#poem
Cascades of hormones swept me under.
Child of the sun—oblivious to
currents, undertows. Wild creeks
and rush of dreams we were—
arching brooks;
streams without backbones:
(then we became a)
rapid without
.:flow:.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/withou...
#poem
Cascades of hormones swept me under.
Child of the sun—oblivious to
currents, undertows. Wild creeks
and rush of dreams we were—
arching brooks;
streams without backbones:
(then we became a)
rapid without
.:flow:.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/withou...
#poem
You slip in through the front door like a
tempest cloud. Your phantom kiss is
listless ashes, blown astray.
.:Monsieur:., you {{saboteur}} -
I sense her parfum
spray like r a i n … and
now our fire
fades to
grey.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/saboteur
#poem
You slip in through the front door like a
tempest cloud. Your phantom kiss is
listless ashes, blown astray.
.:Monsieur:., you {{saboteur}} -
I sense her parfum
spray like r a i n … and
now our fire
fades to
grey.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/saboteur
#poem
I burnt my apple oatmeal on
the stovetop while
you massacred our vows—
callous with your pose and words. Our
love poems and our breakfast scones are
bitter now… singed toast—
litter for
the birds.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
On Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/singed...
#poem #poetry
I burnt my apple oatmeal on
the stovetop while
you massacred our vows—
callous with your pose and words. Our
love poems and our breakfast scones are
bitter now… singed toast—
litter for
the birds.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
On Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/singed...
#poem #poetry
How’s it feel to think you’re God (but be)
mere mortal? The narcissus bulbs you
planted didn’t sprout.
The squirrels must have eaten them…
narcissistic aura in my
garden loses power,
worth,
and clout.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
On Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/the-na...
#poem #breakup
How’s it feel to think you’re God (but be)
mere mortal? The narcissus bulbs you
planted didn’t sprout.
The squirrels must have eaten them…
narcissistic aura in my
garden loses power,
worth,
and clout.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
On Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/the-na...
#poem #breakup
To cut me open is to see my
halos—loyal—our intervals:
rain, famine, spring. Your sunlight
alchemized me—✨golden✨—
while I circled you…
then you chopped me down to
dull, wooden rings.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
On Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/rings-...
#poem #poetry #heartbreak
To cut me open is to see my
halos—loyal—our intervals:
rain, famine, spring. Your sunlight
alchemized me—✨golden✨—
while I circled you…
then you chopped me down to
dull, wooden rings.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay.:to:.Bloom Poetry)
*
On Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/rings-...
#poem #poetry #heartbreak
To you, “togetherness” meant two specs
of stardust on the same plane, fixed
to the same place, in aisle seats
for “our” peace and space. We’d
parallel like this:
mirroring love…
so much, we
never
touched.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
*
On Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/mirror...
#poem #poetry
To you, “togetherness” meant two specs
of stardust on the same plane, fixed
to the same place, in aisle seats
for “our” peace and space. We’d
parallel like this:
mirroring love…
so much, we
never
touched.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
*
On Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/mirror...
#poem #poetry
You were the world I
circled: I was your blood moon—
rust-eclipsed by you.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
*
I'm looking for Blue Sky poet and writer friends! 🥹
*
Here’s a link to this sky-ku on my Vocal page:
vocal.media/poets/blood-...
#poem #poetry #heartbreak
You were the world I
circled: I was your blood moon—
rust-eclipsed by you.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
*
I'm looking for Blue Sky poet and writer friends! 🥹
*
Here’s a link to this sky-ku on my Vocal page:
vocal.media/poets/blood-...
#poem #poetry #heartbreak
Our love was bundled sunlight in a
meadow’s tired haze: dandelion’s
ardor—.:fire:.—harbored wishes,
growing white together in
life’s frenzied, wayward maze.
Then the wind came, (and)
our wishes
parted
ways.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
on Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/when-t...
#poem #poetry
Our love was bundled sunlight in a
meadow’s tired haze: dandelion’s
ardor—.:fire:.—harbored wishes,
growing white together in
life’s frenzied, wayward maze.
Then the wind came, (and)
our wishes
parted
ways.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
on Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/when-t...
#poem #poetry
molded—a blank canvas to paint
wildflowers. You loved me in
your kiln, glazed me, then dropped
me—refused to break
my fall (but placed)
shattered me
on the
wall.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
on Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/a-blan...
#poem
molded—a blank canvas to paint
wildflowers. You loved me in
your kiln, glazed me, then dropped
me—refused to break
my fall (but placed)
shattered me
on the
wall.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
on Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/a-blan...
#poem
was {{ruby starfall}}: your cosmic
flame of red. Cerise finesse,
bursts—in blushed chests: we were
scarlet zest (before
I bled): before
you left my
texts on
“read”.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
on Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/before...
#poem #poetry #heartbreak
was {{ruby starfall}}: your cosmic
flame of red. Cerise finesse,
bursts—in blushed chests: we were
scarlet zest (before
I bled): before
you left my
texts on
“read”.
*
-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨ (Decay & Bloom Poetry)
on Vocal:
vocal.media/poets/before...
#poem #poetry #heartbreak