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olive-1
American
Nightmares rock my crib I wake    scream cling relax into the arms of the man who always finds me. The strong, shaking arms of the man who clings back in desperation. I feel tears drip onto my head                   drip                   drip                   drip I nuzzle closer, offer my own comfort. But it was I who had the nightmare. Maybe my father foresees the nightmares Perhaps his trembling arms hold back the nightmares It might be that beyond his arms the nightmares run free. Yet I settle…          relax…          dose… Warmth spreads from his arms to me. My eyes fall closer and the nightmares Fade. I see my father holding my hand as we walk along the river. I see the moon above us and my father’s chin sprouting hair in the moonlight. Everything is good. But it was I who had the nightmare…
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 10:26 AM UTC
I had the Nightmare
Mommy? My throat hurts You tell me it's the flu. Mommy? My nose itches You tell me it's the flu. Mommy, I keep coughing and I don't know what to do. Mommy? You look a little sleepy But you slept all afternoon. Mommy? You're really grumpy But you slept all afternoon. Mommy, you keep hitting me and I don't know what to do. Mommy? It smells bad in here And I can't help but choke. Mommy? It's so hard to breathe And I can't help but choke. Mommy, we're getting sicker and I don't know what to do. Mommy? Your tongue is turning black Please make it stop. Mommy? Your hair is falling out Please make it stop. Mommy I'm watching you decay and I don't know what to do. Mommy? My cough won't go away But I don't have the flu Mommy? My throat still hurts But I don't have the flu. Mommy I keep getting sick and I don't know what to do. Mommy? Grandma called, She asked to speak to you. Mommy? Auntie called She asked to speak to you. Mommy, they keep calling, crying, and I don't know what to do. Mommy? I'm in the park today and I'm missing you. Mommy? I hear laughter and I'm missing you. Mommy we don't get to play, and I don't know what to do. Mommy? Why'd you have to go cause I'm still missing you. Mommy? I try to be okay But I'm still missing you. Mommy they all have their moms and I don't know what to do. Mommy had a habit It always smelled real bad. The doctors couldn’t help her, And it made me really sad.
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Nov 12, 2012
Nov 12, 2012 at 10:54 PM UTC
Mommy and her habit
we have this cycle it never ends, every now and then we begin again. over and over we find one another, and for the time being we're each other's lovers. but then it all stops and we are no more, our hearts end up shattered on the floor. we always say it wont happen again, and that maybe this time we'll just stay friends. but something draws us closer together makes us believe this time is forever. i dont want to hurt you, and you not i so maybe this time it should just be goodbye. the memories will fade and we can just forget and this time the cycle wont begin again. i know i dont love you, and you not i so maybe this time it should just be goodbye.
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Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 12:34 AM UTC
The cycles of lust
***** and butts ****** and ***** parents and "tut tuts" shimmies and struts primps and cuts falling, falling into ruts.
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Oct 3, 2012
Oct 3, 2012 at 2:35 AM UTC
*****
Drew knew, We were through. It'd gone blue. So no more two. Drew knew.
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Oct 3, 2012
Oct 3, 2012 at 2:27 AM UTC
Drew
My heart is a puddle, All full of muddle. I'm slowly befuddled. My heart is a puddle. My heart is an ache As my body, it quakes. You give me the shakes. My heart is an ache. My heart is a puddle and slowly befuddled. You give me the shakes and my heart is an ache.
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Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 11:44 PM UTC
My puddle
And did you know.. I love you so? That I do not want you to go? And if you know, and you still must go Then do me one last favor- give me one last breathy moment for me to hold and savor.
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Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 12:35 AM UTC
did you?
I will never be as strong as you I will never be as good as you. Sisters only by blood. You are strong and I am weak. You are bold and I am meek. I stumble back, you push through. I wish that I could be like you. You stand proud and I shrink small, You get up after every fall. I stay down and take defeat, You fight on for victory. You are you and I am me, Just like you, I’ll never be.
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Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 12:24 AM UTC
Sisters by Blood.