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There’s something of the nomad in me, call me a wanderer, a gypsy maybe. New adventures come and go, in some places fast, in others too slow...
HERE & ME Lub dub, lub dub, lub dub – listening to this heart of mine Through deflated lens these seeking eyes of mine No nasty niff but a sickening stench through this nose of mine Inward stream of humid air through this mouth of mine And Then …? I am here and I am me- living I am here and I am me- looking I am here and I am me- inhaling I am here and I am me- breathing I am here and I am me SCREEEAMMMINGGG!!! What brought me here to this … this …? Where the hell am I … did I get that right? When and why this started I haven’t got a clue And why the heck am I explaining it to you? Let’s forget the fifth line huh? Phew!!!! T 2020 Sep 7
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Sep 7, 2020
Sep 7, 2020 at 8:26 AM UTC
HERE & ME
Battleships floating on a lake Four of them are mine They have the white sterns, The enemy has brown. We are engaged in combat But I haven’t told anyone Raindrops reproduce salvo ripples Many do not strike home. Windblown now, they cluster Against the shore, helpless No engines, no steel Just soggy floating **** A giant tsunami approaches The four by four, oblivious to the havoc it will create in my makeshift world, cleaves the puddle in two. I lose sight of the enemy ships My proud navy is swept aside to rest on cobbled shores their task is finished now but I refuse to accept defeat. Another long pull towards the **** flick of the thumb and another ship is launched, the enemy has just lit up. T 24/11/07
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Aug 16, 2020
Aug 16, 2020 at 9:07 AM UTC
In my mind’s eye
I can but won’t ’cause it makes me cry each time I try. Gotta stop thinkin’ thoughts alinking together … and here I go again! T 2020 Aug 12
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Aug 12, 2020
Aug 12, 2020 at 6:16 AM UTC
Somebody said “Write a Sad Poem”
Where did you take my day? Why did you take it away? When minutes and hours are all fey I know “together” means being that way … and I love it. T 2020 Aug 8
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Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 6:52 AM UTC
UNTITLED
You told me “Today” on Tuesday So I didn’t go away Wednesday came and passed me by, now Thursday’s just another day Friday too will come and go But that’s a busy day When Saturday gets here You’ll be off and I’ll be thinking “Hey! Will you remember me today”? Tony
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Aug 7, 2020
Aug 7, 2020 at 1:47 AM UTC
REMEMBER ME TODAY?
If feeling down is being blue, Then I demand another hue, Let’s try gray or even black, Then all my woes I’ll gladly pack. Blue to me is really great, It’s a colour that I highly rate, Let me give you reasons why, My first one is a clear blue sky. The second one to you from me, A crystal clear deep blue sea, The third would be a sapphire bright, Sparkling blue as it catches the light. Next on my list, but not of late, Are the twinkling blue eyes of a brand new date, Little Boy Blue is a nursery rhyme, Sing it to the Grandkids all the time, Blue is the colour of a forget-me-not, Painted Easter eggs and God knows what, So next time that you’re feeling blue, Go pick yourself another hue! Tony ps: there’s one thing I forgot to say, some folks talk blue in another way, videos, films, pics and all, some even like it against the wall, well let me tell you nothing new, I like the shower provided it’s blue!
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Aug 4, 2020
Aug 4, 2020 at 8:57 AM UTC
BLUE
I thought I had graduated from the University of Life But it seems to me sitting here I wasn’t right We are never too old to learn, we should always look There are lessons out there you can’t learn from a book Some of the creatures on this earth are born to fight There are others whose future looks so bright I’d give my right arm to have all the right answers But like those before me I will die still questioning. Who is responsible for the way I feel? Who is the person listening to my appeal? Who is there to set me straight? Who is going to miss me when I come home late? Who is the one missing from my day? Who is the one out there, so very far away? Who is the one who can assess my faults? And give me the answers that my heart wants? What lies at the end of a rainbow? What is it that makes love grow? What are destiny and fate? What is it that makes us wait? What is the definition of a dream? What is there in those places I’ve never seen? What in the world makes time go so slow? What are the answers that I’ll never know? Where will I be a decade from now? Where is the honesty implied by a vow? Where do I fight these battles raging inside? Where is there love that will abide? Where are those that I hold so dear? Where is the cure for all my ****** fear? Where are my answers, the ones that I want? I can’t seem to find them anywhere. When will I stand on my own two feet? When will my heart stop missing a beat? When will the tears that I cry finally end? When will my resolve irresistibly bend? When will I know if I have what it takes? When will I find an end to heartaches? When will I stop questioning what I am doing? Probably when I find my answers. Why did you love me and take me to your heart? Why do I choose to live here and keep us miles apart? Why does forever seem so very far away? Why do I live my life crawling from day to day? Why does my heart feel locked up inside? Why is there nobody here in whom I can confide? Why do I have all these questions? And, more importantly, why don’t I know the answers? How do we fill an empty space? How do we recall a particular face? How do thoughts tumble inside our heads? How do we dream when we go to our beds? How do we remember love gone wrong? How do we remember words to a song? How do I find the way back from where I am? All I need is the right answers. I have explored the who, what, where, when, why and how So, do you think that I have all the answers now? Unfortunately not, at least not this time around Guess I’ll have to keep looking until they’re found There is one thing I have realised and it’s in my head Sometimes in thought there’s a common thread If I realise this, and look beyond this scree Then I’d know that all the answers I need, lie inside of me. Tony 2001
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Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 6:31 PM UTC
ANSWERS PLEASE
I thought I had graduated from the University of Life But it seems to me sitting here I wasn’t right We are never too old to learn, we should always look There are lessons out there you can’t learn from a book Some of the creatures on this earth are born to fight There are others whose future looks so bright I’d give my right arm to have all the right answers But like those before me I will die still questioning. Who is responsible for the way I feel? Who is the person listening to my appeal? Who is there to set me straight? Who is going to miss me when I come home late? Who is the one missing from my day? Who is the one out there, so very far away? Who is the one who can assess my faults? And give me the answers that my heart wants? What lies at the end of a rainbow? What is it that makes love grow? What are destiny and fate? What is it that makes us wait? What is the definition of a dream? What is there in those places I’ve never seen? What in the world makes time go so slow? What are the answers that I’ll never know? Where will I be a decade from now? Where is the honesty implied by a vow? Where do I fight these battles raging inside? Where is there love that will abide? Where are those that I hold so dear? Where is the cure for all my ****** fear? Where are my answers, the ones that I want? I can’t seem to find them anywhere. When will I stand on my own two feet? When will my heart stop missing a beat? When will the tears that I cry finally end? When will my resolve irresistibly bend? When will I know if I have what it takes? When will I find an end to heartaches? When will I stop questioning what I am doing? Probably when I find my answers. Why did you love me and take me to your heart? Why do I choose to live here and keep us miles apart? Why does forever seem so very far away? Why do I live my life crawling from day to day? Why does my heart feel locked up inside? Why is there nobody here in whom I can confide? Why do I have all these questions? And, more importantly, why don’t I know the answers? How do we fill an empty space? How do we recall a particular face? How do thoughts tumble inside our heads? How do we dream when we go to our beds? How do we remember love gone wrong? How do we remember words to a song? How do I find the way back from where I am? All I need is the right answers. I have explored the who, what, where, when, why and how So, do you think that I have all the answers now? Unfortunately not, at least not this time around Guess I’ll have to keep looking until they’re found There is one thing I have realised and it’s in my head Sometimes in thought there’s a common thread If I realise this, and look beyond this scree Then I’d know that all the answers I need, lie inside of me. Tony 2001
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Rough as manilla hemp knotted against the wind, hands rub stubble-ridden jowls, that gloat. Grime coated tongue of whisky and pipe tobacco, licks away at fly ridden carcasses exuding the stench of death. A rustle here; slithering over there, air rushed through cornfield nostrils; coming to get him. Soft and ripe for your loathsome underworld habitat. You are real to him; there! Where? within his sightless mind, he senses you stalking. Thrashes against piles of earth, weighted, legs kick in vain defence. Hot sweat mats chestnut hair against his forehead. It trickles into his ear, blood curdling scream awakes the dead. He hears the voice of reality, trusting to its timbre of love. “It’s ok son, I’m here, it’s just another nightmare” A cool towel absorbs his fears, but not mine. T 2008/6/22
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Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 4:56 AM UTC
CHILDHOOD DREAMS
Glistening diamonds falling down ****** as they hit the ground Gather themselves around my feet Then spread out like a crystal sheet If I could gather up the flow And take it with me wherever I go I’d be a rich man that’s for sure With all these diamonds white and pure Imagination is a spirit free It lives … alive … inside of me If I could harvest all this rain Time and time and time again Take it where it will do some good Into a desert and create a flood Plant some seeds and watch them grow Then turn that wheat into dough Make some bread … the staff of life Feed hungry children in times of strife Oh yes … a rich man I would be With happiness inside of me
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Aug 1, 2020
Aug 1, 2020 at 11:29 AM UTC
A RICH MAN
Today I heard from you, and that is not unusual I read your e-mail along with four or five others Sitting in my office, a casual break from my day But what was different was the tear that broke From my eye as I read your words and began to cry I know not why I felt so sad, yet I was sitting all Alone, David had just brought the coffee in, then he Disappeared like the steam rising from my cup. As I heard the door close too with a bang, it seemed To shut me off from the outside world …and you. A combination of factors each remote from the other Intermingle suddenly and conspire in sweet simplicity To evoke a feeling deep inside of anguish and despair The second that the door closed I knew you were not here But I held you in my hand, in crumpled paper form, and cried.
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Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 2:49 AM UTC
A CLOSING DOOR