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 May 2018 tm
Audrey Hillary Smith
I am looking at the door and
My heart is ever sore
My hands are aching
From forever slapping at the door
I know that golden memories are there.

When I stop slapping at the door
I stand naked in despair
I realize that love is there somewhere
Somewhere and everywhere
It keeps me straying from the truth or dare.

That love is always somewhere
Somewhere and yet so near
Neither less in spirit form
Neither more in earthly norm
Love is always here somewhere, so close.

I am looking at my feet
Bare and on the floor
And deep within my heart I find
There is an unlocked door
To feel that love has gone before.

I turn the **** and
Open the door at will
To find the golden memories in there
I grab the shackles off my heart
And pull out the storm
To blow away my heart's despair

Now I understand
That love, your love is here deep within my soul
Love is here and everywhere
I have only to let it flow.
On my sister early death I wrote this poem in answer to the ode written to her while she was still alive and I had not seen her.
 May 2018 tm
Audrey Hillary Smith
I put on high-heeled
Ruby shoes
Now I walk the talk
And strut my stuff
With my high-heeled
Ruby shoes

Legs go striding
As opposed to hiding
When I wear my
High-heeled
Ruby shoes

Knock 'em dead
Turn a head
That's the way I feel
In my high-heeled
Ruby shoes

No one's stopping me
From purring
Down a catwalk
When I'm high
On my ruby shoes.
 May 2018 tm
Audrey Hillary Smith
A black boy came upon me
running with the wind
He rushed passed me
With one blue and one yellow balloon
Bouncing excitedly behind him
Like some faithful pet companions
His laughter in both sight and sound
Spread all over his face and around
The bright bouncing balloons pulled
Hard against the strings
And he laughed and laughed...
A child can bring joy in the smallest way, so free
 May 2018 tm
Aliya N Raissa
ada rasa haru, mungkin rindu
saat ku pejam mata
karena disitu, sentuhmu membelenggu
dekapmu masih erat
kecupmu masih di bibirku
memori yang berputar
berlari secepat angin
yang merambah rambutku
saat ku terduduk diboncengmu
aku tidak memandang kebelakang
aku tidak akan memandang kebelakang
namun sejumput rasa tertinggal
tak ingat untuk dibawa pergi bersama pisahmu
dan kini yang tersisa, hanya belaka
 May 2018 tm
Barker
You IX
 May 2018 tm
Barker
When I look at you
I see your beauty and grace
And I know I have spent
Every life before this one
Searching for you,
Not someone like you,
But you
(c)ibarker
 May 2018 tm
Krista DelleFemine
That dude made me pull out the emojis
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