Somewhere between the mountains and the rivers of today I fell out
Landed on my keister
As usual

Face up
Searching for Heavenly Creatures

That's just what happened

I want to get back to my surprise at having
mountains and rivers
in my day.

This is a new landscape
In my mind

Evoking peace

Thank you now I will have them tomorrow too



Copyright@2018 Dennis Willis

she says its because shes hurt
she doesn't know what to do
who to turn to
everyone has left her
let her down

no one knows the true trials
she has persevered through
no one feels the ache in her heart
a longing for touch
love

she feels lost
broken-hearted
loss of spirit

i will revive her
i break my back
picking all of her pieces up
taking her into my arms
she will be relieved of all sadness

i will give her the love
she never sought possible

you said I'll be your first and last

and you end up being my forever first,

and I'm never your last.

I love the way you look at me, the soft gaze, so gentle
just like an embrace
filling me up with warm bright light
your gentle touch.

Everything that made me happy, now all gone.

you do not have the right to come back when it's most convenient to you
you do not have the right to tell me about your pain when you were so quick to replace me

but i know you don't love her, i saw it before you even realized it
you do not have the right to tell me you love her
when i know for a fact that i cannot be forgotten that easily


and so when she looks into your beautiful heart and sees my name carved in it instead of hers, i hope it breaks her heart.

It was near but never here
My dream I had forgotten
Like rain clouds in the deserts
And everything that they had brought them
Now I fear to persevere
And seem to dream far less often
And the shame brings me to tears
A good idea it might have not been

I saw you smile today, and boy I have to say
that your smile could be mine if you'd let me stay inside for a while

Cuz your smile makes my life turn from gray
to even slightly better than okay

Butterflies when from my tummy to my head
and I don't know if that's okay
but let me in and I'll try my best
to make you smile more than once or twice a day.

What a strange constellation she makes,
sweet stellar body
that I view from
a safe distance
cause she would
burn me like the sun,
scorching me
with her radiant beauty,
as I study her astronomy
the anatomy
of cosmic glory.

Fracture and tear it out,
Throw away that empty heart,
Leave the lost and dead behind,
Right now,
I'll break, knowing what you said,
Never want to leave it behind,
So right now,
Even if you take my soul,
I'll bare the lonely,
Lonely hours,
Since you left me,
Your presence suffocates me,
Past stings, bells ring,
Bring it all down,
Leave me alone...

- Emily M
November 2, 2018

When I was little
I was scared
Scared of the monsters living under my bed
I used to hide, under my blanket
Under my blanket, I was safe
The monsters couldn’t reach me under my blanket

My parents used to say
The monsters would go away
I would grow up and that then they would leave

But I grew up
And the monsters didn’t leave
Turns out my monsters, grew with me
Now instead of under my bed
The monsters live inside my head

So I hide, under my blanket
Where I think I am safe
Wondering if after all this time
My blanket can still keep the monsters at bay

our souls will probably wind up in the same cemetery.
two plots away.
too far to roll in my grave and see you.
just barely out of touch.
close,
but never quite close enough.

I can finally see the pieces of myself scattered on the floor
I understand why I can give perfect advice but never follow it myself
I understand why I can't breather half the time
why I don't allow myself to love anyone
why I can never be vulnerable infront of anyone
why I am lost waiting for a someday that will never happen
Because I finally realize that I am broken
and I need help
but I will never admit it
until someday comes

A message
An email
A wave
A "hello"

And I get so happy

It doesn't have to be anything special
It's just so nice to be reminded
That you exist

Of what?
Me
So what?
Let it be
How long?
All day baby

I am dying of thirst
And you are water, laced with poison.
Let me die happy in your arms.

Each and every glance
dominates my eyes.
Not to be thrown away,
I store them in my mind.
Like snow under the sun,
I'm melting all the time.

it’s a beautiful thing
this day and age
with bubbling permafrost
with drug-resistance
with obesity treatments
with technological advancements
with scientific discoveries
with silent wars
with blue lava
with bleeding glaciers
with divorce
with sensitivity
with my generation
of people believing
this new generation
is completely and
utterly clueless as a
common occurrence

but let’s think about
what these kids are
into nowadays.

let’s think about who
invented these inane
things for the kids.

my generation of people.

so the kids of today are
the ones who are ******
for liking the things
that we’ve created?

I’m sorry but we have to
be the ones who are obtuse
for believing such things,
oblivious for not
realizing them and
showing the world
we have
little or no imagination
anymore.

the generation before us
has lied to us and
thought us to lie
to the generation
after.

whether it’s the gods
or holidays
or what not.

the youth of the today
are autonomous.
they can not take
responsibility for
their actions nor do
they understand and
just go along
with the trends,
much like,
all the generations
before them
but we need a scapegoat
to cover up our own
farce implementations.

the truth of the matter is..
we’re all a little vacuous
in our own way
especially the ones with
an answer for everything.
living in an imperfect world
where there’s always room
for improvement
nothing for us
or against us
wrapped up in our
congratulatory
self-contradictory
and illogical theories
and as useless as
exploding appendix.

the lost generation
the interbellum generation
the silent generation
the baby boomers
generation x
the millennials

a strong admixture
of imbecility and
self-assurance
filled with belief
and unawareness
to a senseless world

like hate
like blame
like gossip
like jealousy
like being offended
like being impressive
like the punk rock dream
like hospital waiting rooms
like fundraisers and charity events
like your co-worker to the right and
the left of you
and their families
and their families before
them

our greatest creation
our strongest aide

to deconstruct

I feel slick
Like I am traveling through dimensions
slipping
into one and onto another
I am with you
You are with me
We are together
And you make me feel like I’m slipping from reality
I feel as if I’m drowning in syrup
So sweet I don’t mind
I can’t breathe when I see you, you take my breath
Heavy. my eyes feel heavy as my head rests on your chest as I slip into a syrupy sweet dream where I am in layers of sugary coated words
Where I smile
Where I can’t breathe

i know this hurts,
but i guess i'll hold onto your memories forever

i loved you once upon a time

but you said you would be there for me

but where are you know?

by the time the rain came
you had left.
and you left me flooded and waterlogged

going

going

gone.

Time takes my hand
And gently brings me to my feet
It watches as I stumble
It teaches me to speak

Time watches me grow to an adult
From a child
It takes a step back and once again sees me stumble

Time grabs my hand
And roughly knocks me off my feet
It yells at me and screams
Why'd I waste it with defeat

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.

Now read from bottom to top.

It’s done,
I’m done.
My friend stopped talking to me
My pride is gone
I am done.
Everything I took pride on.
I confided in.
Has murdered me.
It’s done
I’m done
Goodbye

Lick my lips
Cradle my face
Gaze into my eyes
And tell me I'm safe

Pleasantness in the face
Often has a beauty of deceit.
The heart can't hold evil.
But the eyes many times paint kindness.

In such a picture,
Fools look at beauty
As ever telling nice.
Fall victims of the creatures
Of golden looks
But don't possess the goodness
Of the feeling heart.