Morning
Sweet, sweet morning aroma,
A daily gift many know well
Rich dark grains trickling down
From Ground Black Gold early in the day
Captured in the palm of the filter
Sweet water, heated just right
Turns the grounds in to Black Gold, liquid delight.
Anxious addict waiting for the fix
As the black magic weaves its spell
Desperate, hand clutch the cup
Straight to the lips,
Smooth……
love ....
and peace abide
Trembling hands,
relax
and gain rest
A new day has begun,
Good morning to you all
May 14, 2022
May 14, 2022 at 6:26 AM UTC
With that one smooth stroke of the blade
He knew it was over.
The love they had shared
Was history now.
As the petals fell to the marbled floor
His knees buckled
And he knew his heart would bleed for eternity
His breath stopped,
Watching as the greatest love he ever had
Walked away
Not even glancing back.
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 5:44 PM UTC
Intricately painted across your skin
Don't know where to stop or to begin
Beutiful designs of black on brown
Feel them and trace them down
I know you only here for tonight
I hope u stay longer than mornings first light
I want to see deeper than the masters canvas
To touch, to hold, to embrace your sadness
I see the loneliness caged below the beauty
I wish I could be the one to set you free
I saw it in your eyes when we first met
When the crystal clinked and our fingers touched
And later when our cloths pealed off
I felt it in your kisses soft
I see u shy, behind your masterpiece
Of boldened colors, sheilding release
Your walls come down as we unite
Our limbs wrap so right
The paint disappears into the moon
And then there is just you
I see u pure and warm and light
The way I imagined you tonight
Then all to soon it's over
And the canvas comes back to cover
The miracle I just shared
As we lifted the darkness from your head
Is over again as morning light comes in
And I place my last kisses on your specially crafted skin.
Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 2:13 AM UTC
Sharing the cold
Walking through the mall
Just to be with someone around
People passing through me
I feel still so alone
Lovers everywhere
Hugging, kissing, holding hands
(Missing that connection)
People drifting by like sand
Coffee smells so good
But the taste me does elude
My heart is void of feeling
My body so cold
But my anger is hot
My life has been taken
Outside a late night club
Some thief with a knife
(It wasn’t even that sharp)
I still feel his breath in my ear
“Hand over your money”
The knife went in
Almost no pain
As it tunneled into my heart
I felt him take what’s mine
My money and my life
And toss me aside
The water in the gutter
Cold as ice
They found me the next day
I sat and watched
Some said I was easy
Some said “such a shame!”
Now I walk through people
I watch them shiver
I walk through people
Just to feel some heat
No one can warm me
My nonexistence is complete
I will find that thief
Who stole my warmth
I will show him emptiness,
(The worth of my hundred and thirty dollar price)
I will share with him my void
I will share with him my death
But for now I walk alone
RamblerOnTheGo
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 8:22 AM UTC
Stolen
I stole a rose today
It was in someone else’s garden
It was on a bush of other roses
I took it with any thought but desire”
I needed to have it
It just looked so fresh
Lovely;
White,
Petals gently opening to meet the morning
New day
New bloom
I had to smell it
I know, I know, men don’t smell roses
But,
I just had to
I clipped it off
With the nails of my thumb and index finger
It was so light and cool
Just like the morning was,
Bright, light and cool
I held it for a moment in the palm of my hand
Nestled there, protected from other eyes
Brought it up to my nose
Felt its cool petals against my skin
And breathed,
Breathed deeply of its scent
Faint, fresh scent of tea
Perfumed ****** rose, morning chilled
And already ageing, dying.
Sudden guilt overcomes me,
My thievery caught up with me
What if someone saw me steal it?
What if they saw me with it in my hand?
They would know from where I got it
I had to get rid of it
I tossed it into the bushes to hide my transgression
Its loss burns at my shame
Its demise haunts me
Now hidden from all eyes in the shade of its source
No one will see that cool white rose ever again
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 8:16 AM UTC
Sitting amongst the youth of my bygone years
remembering how carefree I used to be
seeing the awkward mingling
glad I am in their future.
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 4:17 PM UTC
That's what's left
98 days is what was decided
that's what it boils down to
a determined time to be implemented
give or take an hour or two
at the end of discount down
time and space would ensue
peace from turmoil
freedom from entrapment
dulled from pain
Aunless in infinitely.
anesthetic ed
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 2:36 PM UTC
The days are moving away from me
and my time is running out.
Soon there will be nothing anymore,
an emptiness will be all that is left.
Moments I wish I could have had
are now way to far away.
The childhood moments
I should have enjoyed
were lonely to say the least.
even in a house full of people
the dark was always by my side.
Seeking friendship from the man
was chasing after mist,
His strength was his silence and
also his fortress.
A product of his parents
it filtered down
was gifted as birthright
on the firstborn son
be silent as the night,
tougher than life
don't ask for guidance
work it out yourself.
That was the power
and the admiration
I felt for him then.
Now the rope bridge is broken
hanging in tethers
there is no joining this great divide
he in winter years
and me in late summer
I love him dearly
but my voice I cannot give
there is reservation in my communication
as I yearn for reconciliation
but this will never happen
as time is not standing still
It rushes on and wont let me speak
those words of a son
to the father he doesn't know
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 4:19 PM UTC
Promise of eternity
When I slipped the ring on your finger
A promise of eternity
On my lips
For a second did linger.
A promise to be loved and to be cherished
Till forever if needed
Our lives would be enmeshed
Our children see grown
With homes of their own
Our friendships made concrete
Our life's circle complete
Half a century has passed
And my thoughts are the same
The promise of eternity
With you to remain
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 4:00 PM UTC
Sleep eludes me
Monsters chase me
Morning wont come
Mind ticking over
Brain so tired
dreams are lost
day is two hours away
dawn to far
Palest moon
smiles down on slumber
sleep though not for me
slowly goes the night....
Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 8:39 PM UTC