like a deer drinking from a stream in the clearing I am clearing time away I am the wolf amongst women I am a jar half full I am residue on the sink edge dusty, smudged I watch people on trams I watch people on buses I don't smile I watch the deer drinking I play with my hair I stare I am the wolf from afar I am I am waiting for the clearing to wilt and stream to dry up I watch the deer I am
When I was hurting, You held me And in so many scary ways I was letting you in. I told you things, That instantly brought me to tears And while the tears fell You just held me, And that said So much more than I love you If I ever could….!
u see the knife you watch the glow u see me smile but can't hear me cry u think i'm happy but inside i'm breaking u see the blood then u realize that i wasn't lying when i said i'm depressed! u wish u gave me the support i needed but now it's too late. I'm dying inside...
So white and magical Snow falling tonight the most beautiful creation Words cannot describe this beautiful sensation Slipping and sliding And making a snowmen All through the night And Icy hands And Icy toes Cold frozen nose and This unique one of a kind Will definitely blow your mind Seen this beautiful snow fall All through the night watching the Snow flake's twirling like tiny dancers in the cold dark Snowy night.
The tragedy is there's a prison in my mind all the thoughts that lurk there are ones I wish were never mine they etch into my heart the scars I wear so bright
They whisper wicked stories of things that never happened or maybe things that did things that shouldn't create ripples in the current in my life but here I lay in bed stuck awake at night eyes cutting blankly through the nothingness of my cold and dark bedroom
I used to read your poems but lately you don't write you're silent and aloof you know that isn't right. You can't close a door once opened you can't abolish all your dreams you're a poet of the heart mustn't fall apart at the seams. Say what you can in words they speak the message true spoken from the heart the poems will see you through. A hermit's not your style a recluse, you are not never give up writing of things that you've been taught. I used to read your poems I'd read them once again if you would send them out (this one's from a poet friend)
I don't feel special, I'm not unique. I want to cry but I can't even speak. My hands reach out, but they cannot hold a single thing but the bitter cold. Everything's frozen, I feel lost. Even my tears have turned to frost. When I cut my waist it bleeds black. I'm so deeply gone there's no way back. This is goodbye
Jeffery, if you're reading this, (which you might be or you might not be how am I supposed to know) this is your sign to LEAVE ME ALONE. do not disturb. these doors are lovingly closed to you. goodbye.
to J.J. (you have nice initials btw) also p.s. you give really nice hugs
I think I’d rather be your friend Than your wife You speak to your friends all the time You laugh on the phone And share ideas And secrets While As you wife I clean And cook And take care of you And miss out On all the joys of being your friend So I think I’d rather Be your friend
They said, "The most beautiful art is looking into someone's eyes when they talk about the things they love." And I said, "Or looking at someone you love. Or maybe, just maybe, by looking at the mirror is the most beautiful art anyone should appreciate."
Appreciation post for myself; for you and for everyone as well. You deserve more than the world has to offer.
I love him I tell myself I know that We will be together forever I don’t believe that We could be separated My thoughts tell me that He’s the love of my life Sometimes my heart lies and says I could live an eternity Without him Like my friends say “We’re perfect for each other” And you can’t tell me He’s not the one.
All things forgotten Not one thing forgotten Everything is dear The dearly beloved A Precious time, the journey of love Make no mistake Mistakes will be made The end Will never define us A true bond How special it is For better or worse Take my love anyway For it was always yours.
Whether a comma, or colon: Punctuation slows my rolling I need no period. When I end no Capitalization when I begin Rulelessly I flow my art Not a single! Exclamation mark Are you not the one Who'll know? Where a question mark No longer goes
Warp the structure Bend the lines Put in repeat Let emotion unwind Make yourself Your poetry's the best Be your own ruler Pass your own test
Take your own road Where ever it leads Lover or hater It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim .
Hay No matter who you are You have my deepest respect!
Vanity All is vanity The meanings of passion The aesthetic expression The lines we draw and stay within Even love is beyond intent Vanity transcends Flowing from our pens And so we breathe again
Her eyes were fiery While her lips peeled away Her sun was setting But her colors never fade When she bites she is bitter But when she smiles she is sweet Like a nectarine emblem She’s the fruit of life’s tree.