With but the soul of a poet
and the heart of a clown
my heartfelt intention
was to not let her down
But you can't cage our madness
with the rules of the sound
for if not for us poets
there would be no more clowns...….
R.A. Ries (C) 2017
Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 12:21 AM UTC
The best way to edit that one was to delete it...
Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 3:17 PM UTC
Writers own the night
the solitude of darkness
Brings thoughts to words
R.A. Ries (C) 2016
Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 12:01 AM UTC
Write from inspiration
Anything else is just a ******* fraud....
R.A. Ries (C) 2018
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC
Silver icicles gleam.... scattered in the snow
like the kind you had on your Christmas tree when you were a kid
what happened last night
she left with him
Valentines wrapping paper in shreds
I step barefoot out on the balcony
in the frigid morning
I light a smoke and do a shot to clear my head
and then I remember a note she gave me...…
"sometimes if I listen close I can hear your eyelashes curl when you sleep"
R.A. Ries (c) 1994
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 11:47 PM UTC
It never ends good.....
If it was good it wouldn't end
but there's always that one.....
R.A. Ries 2018 (c)
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 11:29 PM UTC
Don’t ever fall
in love with me
It will only make
me want to hurt
you more
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 1:16 AM UTC
Words flowed from her lips
like water in a stream
With a never ending purpose
of one direction
Crystal blue and sweet to the taste
distracting me with a rhythmic shimmer
I have never known thirst like that before
as I drank from the banks of her deception....
R.A. Ries (c) 2017
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 12:19 AM UTC