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q-d-malcolm
q-d-malcolm
Canadian Here to Helpfully Heal, Hopefully
Go somewhere else where I can see you Smile Go somewhere where there's light on the Leaves Somewhere where there's the calling of Geese Where their clamour floats like plankton through the Breeze And you are sitting under the linden Tree On the spot where you feel most Safe Between two big Roots Wearing Mother's Coat
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 10:28 PM UTC
Go there for me
He sat at a table across from an aquarium A fish gulped water and would watch him He gulped coffee and watched a fish He pushed his food around on his dish They were friends you could say They saw each other each and every day They never had any words to share So not great friends- to be fair But they have a connection Just a small touch of affection And that's the best he had at the moment
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 1:21 PM UTC
FIsh are friends
"That outfit doesn't suit you" says the impeccably dressed "Your back is breaking out" says the clear skinned "You are actually really really dumb" says the complex thinker **** those teeth are yellow, you should brush more" says the one who does "What **** chat, you're not clever" says the quick witted "Look at those chicken legs!" says the one who squats "Why can't you manage your emotions?" asks the one who's matured "Stop watching **** and get a girlfriend" says the one who has a girlfriend "Clean your ******* room" says the one from his organized bedroom "Stop smoking, it's not healthy" says the one who doesn't need to "You have to stop skipping meals" says the one who isn't nauseous "Stop feeling sorry for yourself, it isn't attractive" says the happy one "You're not a bad person" says the good one "Let people love you, but also let them not love you too" says the brave one "You've got to stop procrastinating" says the one on time "Write things down, make good habits" that one remembers "You shouldn't hate yourself, forgive and grow" this one I like least "You are really awfully dumb" this one repeats himself the most "You're so dull" says the one who isn't "I hate you" says the one who tells the truth "You could be what ever you want if you stopped listening to all of us" says the one who I barely hear "We're not us, we're you" says the one who's truth is the hardest to hear
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 1:21 PM UTC
We're not us, we're you
I gave everything I had To something that would fail Turned brightness and colour Into something much more pale "Don't worry it will all be ok." "Nothing bad, will ever happen to you." Were just some of the lies I told It was all much worse, what happened to be true I'm sorry I lost; the house, the car Your mother's necklace that night My lies became a tempest Destroyed us like that kite Remember the one with the yellow tail I held the spool, and you held the line A sudden gust, and off it went Straight into that old white pine The one we used to climb We'd climb to the top Sway with the breeze I said I'd never stop But I am a liar Which now, you're well aware Back then you weren't though I acted like I didn't care About myself, or others I thought it protected me It was that high pine perch Too high for anyone to see I'm trying to climb down But I need a hand I've been up there too long Been so far from land
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Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 11:56 PM UTC
Lying Tree
"You don't remember me do you?" She shook her head, hid her face and clutched her mother's jean skirt. "I used to pick you up and spin you around, the Rollercoaster. You remember the Rollercoaster don't you?" It was evident that she didn't. "It's been a long time, she's still so young." Her mother tried to comfort me, as if it were the daughter's fault she didn't recognize her father. Her deformed, monster of a father. I didn't mean for my voice to crack, my vocal chords were some of the few things that weren't damaged in the fire. Now they fail me? "Little Piper," she still hid her face the deep blue denim folds. "Pipsqueak, my  little Pip." But she turned and ran, she had two little pigtails that waved me goodbye.
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Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 11:56 PM UTC
Pip
I can't afford a therapist So I go to free counselling instead I guess it's the same But I hear doors banging in the hallway I know the woman at the front desk I saw someone from high school I saw a friends mom They saw me leave the mental health clinic Sup I make conversation I smile I'm polite I leave quickly My hair is blue now My ears are pierced I've lost weight I still can't grow a beard tho I can't remember any stories I don't know if I've had fun I am not conscientious I have trouble speaking outside of my script I lost my train And I flub my elocution Pronunciation is hard Easier to mumble Deflect Hide and disappear
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Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 11:44 PM UTC
Hide and Disappear
Am I really someone special? Of course you are How do you know You're special to me What does that mean? You make my heart beat You make my pulse pulse Isn't that special That's just adrenocorticotropic **** we're more than just cortisol Are we though? What makes us more? You can think to ask that question So what who can't You make my epinephrine spike babe Thanks, my endocrine glands are addicted to you Don't worry about it, we're just sacks of meat Hehe flesh bags coursing with chemicals Right, your thoughts are just electricity You're a battery, a light bulb and a RC car You're a self guided drone with no master You're sweet, lets go recharge Powering down the fleshy prison See you in day 9101 of my imprisonment See you in the fourth dimension You're right see you there first You are special You too
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 2:58 PM UTC
Special
Red river run Sand bar island Green mossy tree Hang over me Blue sky clear Sweet rot breeze Peeper frog chorus Lying in the forest Soft lichen touch Purple petal peak Fuzzy bee bumbles Distant bridge rumbles Bloop and blip Sounds abound Chirps and yips And coffee sips It's nice to be alone To hear the sounds See the sights Avoid the fights Muskrat Hollow Coyote Creek Hanging Tree The place to be.
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 1:22 PM UTC
Forest Names
Don't talk to me I won't listen Don't assuage me You're not forgiven I am the victim Playing or not This is how I feel And you, I just cannot Even deal Karma rebounds Are my consequence Now on even grounds But still you ******* try to talk to me Try and say where I went wrong You say that I am in need of changing While you pose in that ****** ******* sarong Yeah, the one that I bought you Spent all day thinking about you Now you get him to take shots of you Laying on the sand like I never got to Gah, it makes me so mad Because this ain't me I was a bad ***** that didn't catch no feelings Now I just spend all day staring up at ceilings **** you, for this **** you, for that **** you, for that last stolen kiss I wish I could hurt you, *** for ******* tat. But now I'm saying sorry Apolo-fucking-gizing Being cordial and phoney Being all 'time utilizing' I'm saying what you want to hear Making it easy But it all comes with a sneer I'm acting all ****** I'm not over you It's apparent I'm going to be gone for awhile Like a knight ******* errant.
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May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 12:17 PM UTC
Knight *expletive* Errant
i would like to cry but i cannot i sit and try in this empty lot yet i only sit and try i never can cry making ******* up faces looking down at my ***** laces it is you who I'm thinking of it's because of you that i want to weep to let my emotions out from love from my eyes may this vileness seep but it doesn't it won't my cheeks stay dry my shoulders don't shake a man who cannot cry give me a break who's fault is this mine, yours or society's who can i blame for my anxieties easiest to blame the man conflicting to hate on you hardest to look at me i ask like an owl; who? who, who, whose fault is it who, who, who should i believe the stories, the love songs the poems and the white swans? or the theorists and surgeons with their chemical love versions why then does my brain do this be so affected by you. its a serotonin dopamine blitz that I'm hoping to get through be you chemical or inured all i wish to be heard is my weeping, my snivel to hold me above this drivel of tearless boys and heartless men maybe, just maybe then...
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 1:25 PM UTC
Chemical Love