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EyesLikeDesertDunes
EyesLikeDesertDunes
32/M/Not LA Id enjoy some critique, some constructive criticisms and any and all advice to help develop my level of skill and ability. I didn't write these poems myself, but was influenced by psychic ghost agents.
Every single person, And individual Is a manifestation And embodiment Of a moment in time.
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Jun 11, 2021
Jun 11, 2021 at 10:25 AM UTC
Anonymous
Down where the grass was green, We swam with ducks In the artificial lake Artificial blue, Turned green with algae I'd let you ride my skateboard Always holding your hands We were both scared that you'd fall, And despite how tired I was You'd drag me onto the playground I preferred the cool breeze In the shade of leaves and trees that we were climbing, You fell And I asked if you were ok You said "yes" And then you started crying
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Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 9:08 PM UTC
Autumn #2
Morning sun Evening moon Shooting stars Falling stars Only the trajectories are ours
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Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 8:58 PM UTC
G-d of the Heavens
Pictures and words sting Stung by words and by pictures And if only I could bring Fourth in authenticity Forward all else that was missing... Instead of being a guilty culprit In the matter they're all dismissing First upon the platform With you cradled upon my shoulders Or in my arms, with my face in your hair; Kissing
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Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 8:46 PM UTC
Autumn Rain
When full mouthed leers At diner tables Traveled like coated wire cables, Through dark and red To sleep stricken fables Undermining objective labels Drawing self-chuckling grins At the hands of limbs Of fortunes grave and grim, I gave in And sank inhaling With all within reach and sight Spinning and failing Abandoned apparent right For what I thought was new beginning With you.
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Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 8:33 PM UTC
Where was Soloman?
Blessed be the Lord G-d The merciful, the benevolent The most righteous I am holy because he is holy, Though I fall, his hands raise me Speak unto my Lord, My G-d, Guide me, command me Here I am, send me Tell me where it is that I must go, Tell me what it is that I must do, Tell me what it is that I shall say, Guide my heart, guide my voice Guide my hands and guide my will, It is you who has bestowed great favor upon me, it is you who has taken a man on the verge of death and given him new life... I was a lowly man, a wretched man But the Lord G-d set me on high, I was a lowly man, a wretched man And the Lord G-d has taught me to love his laws and do righteousness and seek righteousness... Man is but a breathe...but the Lord G-d has given me new breathe... And with this breathe I shall exalt him, I shall praise and bless his name... My life is yours my Lord, I withhold nothing from you What more can I give?... It is you that is sovereign over all the earth It is you who set the stars in the night sky That makes the grass grow, flowers bloom And the trees to reach toward the heavens The skies sing too of his majesty The birds call out of his glory Who else could work such wonders? Who else can contend with the Lord? There is none other than he And he is my rock... My fortitude and my sustenance... And I shall love him to the end of my days I will live and I will fight by his side And live righteously Blessed be the Lord G-d He is the G-d of fertility He is the G-d of the heavens He is the G-d of war My G-d is G-d
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Apr 23, 2021
Apr 23, 2021 at 3:38 AM UTC
Prayer
Blessed be the Lord G-d The merciful, the benevolent The most righteous I am holy because he is holy, Though I fall, his hands raise me Speak unto my Lord, My G-d, Guide me, command me Here I am, send me Tell me where it is that I must go, Tell me what it is that I must do, Tell me what it is that I shall say, Guide my heart, guide my voice Guide my hands and guide my will, It is you who has bestowed great favor upon me, it is you who has taken a man on the verge of death and given him new life... I was a lowly man, a wretched man But the Lord G-d set me on high, I was a lowly man, a wretched man And the Lord G-d has taught me to love his laws and do righteousness and seek righteousness... Man is but a breathe...but the Lord G-d has given me new breathe... And with this breathe I shall exalt him, I shall praise and bless his name... My life is yours my Lord, I withhold nothing from you What more can I give?... It is you that is sovereign over all the earth It is you who set the stars in the night sky That makes the grass grow, flowers bloom And the trees to reach toward the heavens The skies sing too of his majesty The birds call out of his glory Who else could work such wonders? Who else can contend with the Lord? There is none other than he And he is my rock... My fortitude and my sustenance... And I shall love him to the end of my days I will live and I will fight by his side And live righteously Blessed be the Lord G-d He is the G-d of fertility He is the G-d of the heavens He is the G-d of war My G-d is G-d
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Fall? No, it was Autumn. Autumn, I carried on my shoulders; Up onto the platform waiting for a train.... Autumn... Heavy loaded sun on our bare necks and heads I'd inhale, I embraced you. Lightly sweet sweat salted dry heat sun baked scent of your hair on the verge of combustion. Spending weekends adorned in silly string, Chalk monsters and animal escapades, Super bubbles, Sand pies and climbing Up and down the playground As I figured out how to be a father in thier sick and twisted game of sherades. I crouched over and watched you as you slept once. You awoke to find me watching you. Smiled up with an infants brilliance That satisfied with breadth and stride, endured, reverbed, in moments that would ride, Forward out from the inside as if it were eternity... Foolish me. Fixated on the smiling baby Swaddled in her innocence and infancy before me. Walking your neighborhood in summer night. To escape the tension of the mom and dad fight, We looked up at the night time sky too see Although you couldn't really talk then, "Look Autumn, Crescent moon..." "Crescent moon" she said, after having pulled the baby bottle from her hoodied plump cheeked mouth and pointing up to the cloudless purple sky moonlight captured perfectly and Slivered in her eye as the swarm and carousel of shadows watched from dark corners and curtains of the houses we were walking by... "Ben!! Ben!!," her baby voice shouted. Never having said my name before, Crying from the stroller Imitating her mother's neglected cries, I returned and kneeled on the floor to hold her... Sleeping... At my mothers house, In my little brothers bed, With you and your freshly bathed soft wet shampooed head; Intoxicating, infatuating... Fumes that once consumed are liberating restraining vivid pin and check point cause worth celebrating... Buckling your safety belt, the day before your fifth birthday, after explaining why I had to leave, even I misunderstood. "Be good" I said... Before you rode off in the backseat of the car with your grandmother at the wheel... "Remember Autumn" I told her before I left "...Remember..?"
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Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 2:27 AM UTC
Autumn
Fall? No, it was Autumn. Autumn, I carried on my shoulders; Up onto the platform waiting for a train.... Autumn... Heavy loaded sun on our bare necks and heads I'd inhale, I embraced you. Lightly sweet sweat salted dry heat sun baked scent of your hair on the verge of combustion. Spending weekends adorned in silly string, Chalk monsters and animal escapades, Super bubbles, Sand pies and climbing Up and down the playground As I figured out how to be a father in thier sick and twisted game of sherades. I crouched over and watched you as you slept once. You awoke to find me watching you. Smiled up with an infants brilliance That satisfied with breadth and stride, endured, reverbed, in moments that would ride, Forward out from the inside as if it were eternity... Foolish me. Fixated on the smiling baby Swaddled in her innocence and infancy before me. Walking your neighborhood in summer night. To escape the tension of the mom and dad fight, We looked up at the night time sky too see Although you couldn't really talk then, "Look Autumn, Crescent moon..." "Crescent moon" she said, after having pulled the baby bottle from her hoodied plump cheeked mouth and pointing up to the cloudless purple sky moonlight captured perfectly and Slivered in her eye as the swarm and carousel of shadows watched from dark corners and curtains of the houses we were walking by... "Ben!! Ben!!," her baby voice shouted. Never having said my name before, Crying from the stroller Imitating her mother's neglected cries, I returned and kneeled on the floor to hold her... Sleeping... At my mothers house, In my little brothers bed, With you and your freshly bathed soft wet shampooed head; Intoxicating, infatuating... Fumes that once consumed are liberating restraining vivid pin and check point cause worth celebrating... Buckling your safety belt, the day before your fifth birthday, after explaining why I had to leave, even I misunderstood. "Be good" I said... Before you rode off in the backseat of the car with your grandmother at the wheel... "Remember Autumn" I told her before I left "...Remember..?"
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We were on the beach, Catching birds With broken lenses. I couldn't think, Light rain moved you; But I couldn't trust my senses, Screaming. Crying. Reminding everybody Of everything wrong in the world. "We don't want to see you." So they say, "The anonymous they."
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Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 10:15 AM UTC
Chat Bots Missed Connection
Every moment, bleeds into the next, Coffee stained countertops, Hazelnut creamers and splenda sweeteners. You couldn't explain it, but you could try. Blueberrie and cheese danish, While I imagined watching us Through the eyes and lives of the people we were driving by. Diabetes ruined your vision, I was your eyes in early morning, And at night. The black suburban doors creaked When you opened them, You would slam them closed, So I slammed them too. The faint auto part store smell of grease and plastic, Pungent dashboard dust and cup holder crumbs. Passing daybreak sunstream tongues of red and orange, With vivid shrouds of purple, blue and gray movie screen clouds. Bird speckled in ways, that awes, stuns and cliches. I fumbled through the cds and tapes As we drove down the way, Routine etched into everyday; You would always turn the music down, And I would turn it right back up again.
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Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 3:43 AM UTC
Driving
Warm saline, like shutter blinds; Peering from behind. Dial tone times, three cities away. I'll have lunch at noon A feast? A beast? Faux renegade, with lemonade. Search engine results for; Definition. I couldn't remember what the term was, Saline veils, blinds and binds. A bird, Canary yellow with a symphony of strings; It doesn't sing anymore. Hooded menace creeps, Down busy streets And alleyways and keeps; Harpooned white, and ebbing, flowing, weeps. Assimilate. Congregate. Wolves, thieves and sheep. I stayed awake all night, With warm saline, Like shutter blinds.
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 9:47 PM UTC
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