My mind, madness
Overpowered by rhyme,
But no reason
Just emotions embedded
Beneath my surface
Exuding words
Written, not spoken
Dreaming in syllables
Replaying rhythm
Piecing poetry together
From what most keep hidden
© JL Smith
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 8:35 PM UTC
And if your patience grows short
Remember
How winter's snow
Awaits fall's last leaf
How the blackbird's song
Serenades only after our sleep
And every flower blossoms
In its own time
Sometimes,
When you least expect it
Love arrives
© JL Smith
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 5:32 PM UTC
Your eyes exclaimed beauty
Witnessing my face
Behind its cosmetic mask
I didn't expect any attention,
But your admiration
Stopped this heart in its tracks
© JL Smith
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 4:04 PM UTC
I'm not familiar with
The meaning of pretend
For the truth is what I offer
Even if it's what you bend
© JL Smith
Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 10:31 PM UTC
Tie your laces
And watch your step
Don't fall for this heart
That hasn't healed yet
© JL Smith
Jan 10, 2019
Jan 10, 2019 at 3:50 PM UTC
Maybe that's why my eyes stray to the skies
Toward the bird in flight
The rising sun's delight
The stars at night
The moon glowing bright
For my home is the Heavens
And one day I'll return
But for now, I'll relish nature's presence
© JL Smith
Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 3:46 PM UTC
I've forgotten
The kiss upon my lips
The way to let go and be held
I've forgotten
To accept unconditional love,
But I'm hopeful I'll remember how
© JL Smith
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 10:20 AM UTC
Give me your eyes
For they're desperately sought by mine
My mind's diseased
Like a plague set before the Red Sea--
Distraught, a catastrophe
And a heavy heart
Anchored absently
Set ablaze for the crowds who gather
To fan the flames
Fueling in contemptuous laughter
My spirit pirouetting wildly
A cyclone spinning violently
But its eye--calm by design
Give me yours
For they're desperately sought by mine
© JL Smith
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 12:43 PM UTC
As my type whispers
Yes, as it softly speaks
Through emphasis of pressed ink
It reveals my secrets,
Desires and fears
Listen with your heart
Rather than your ears
© JL Smith
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 7:59 PM UTC
No fruits from the trees
Nor honey from bees
No meat from the livestock
Nor dairy's finest cheese
Could satisfy my appetite
For I crave a love too sweet
Fulfilling this hunger
Savoring each heartbeat
© JL Smith
Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 6:01 PM UTC