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be happy
that you got to be a drop in this ocean

be fulfilled
if one eye scans your pixeled emotion.
Inspired by Nat Lipstadt's poem 'These are my proofs (I am not pixels)'
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/787516/these-are-my-proofs-i-am-not-pixels/
Pardon me Nat my unabashed borrowing from my heart's poet.
 Jul 2014 Carolyn
r
Wheat fields
 Jul 2014 Carolyn
r
I am wheat
I cry, I cry
Again
You leave your dead
At my feet
Oh why, oh why

At Gettysburg
We cried
Again, again
They rose and died
Below our stalks
They lie, they lie

From Stalingrad
To Leningrad
One million dead, one million dead
The Panzers came
Wheat fields aflame
They burned, they burned

And once again
You leave your dead
Ukraine, Ukraine
Oh, Putin's shame
The innocent lie
In wheat, in wheat.

r ~ 7/19/14
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 Jul 2014 Carolyn
Craig Harrison
Lying awake staring at the clock as it ticks down
another day coming to an end.
A day spent asking and wondering
Will I?

Will I die alone,
I've spent years questioning my own life
my own existence
but one question I cannot for see an answer for is
Will I?

Every minute of every hour of everyday
just more time off my life
closer till the day I die
Another day where
Wishes haven't come true.
I don't wish for much
happiness for all
happiness for ME

Will I?
 Jul 2014 Carolyn
Craig Harrison
When I close my eyes I see
letters connecting to letters
words connecting to words
forming sentences I'm yet to understand

When I close my eyes I see
numbers connecting to numbers
symbols connecting to symbols
forming equations I can't answer

When I close my eyes I see
images connecting to images
pictures connecting to pictures
creating art work I'm unable to replicate

When I close my eyes I see
towns connecting to cities
cities connecting to countries
reminding me of places I'm yet to visit

Sentences connecting to sentences
equations connecting to equations
art connecting to art
countries connecting the world
When I close my eyes I see so much
it feels like my mind will explode
 Jul 2014 Carolyn
NamelessOne
Beauty
Wealth
Success
Love
Friends
Inner peace

Everything just a click away.

Stories about hundreds of dead children.
To go with your morning coffee
Every morning.
Just a click away.

Wish this sadness was artificial.
And meaningless.
As our values today.

At least this sorrow of mine denies indifference.

It’s world’s indifference that kills people today.
All I want is to go
back to that night
when our bodies intertwined.
The place where we became one
and our souls united.
And your hands explored
And my moans escaped.
Our bodies moved to a rhythm that even music couldn't make.
Our bodies tangled in the bed sheets,
the bed we claimed ours.
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