It wasn't my first time
I was nervous all but still
Once is enough to turn her off
and she was not one to lose.
I prepped the house!
My feet could not stop moving!
My ears became tuned to the sound of my phone
shes coming
The night was calm
her touch inviting
nervous energy connecting us
beating hearts with trembling hands
Then your music played
and the game was played
soft, gentle, intimate
Hot, rough, passionate
The night calmed once again
we smiled and laughed, talked and slept
Many more nights such followed, three months passed
of passions play....has now thus been ended.
I stole you, then you stole me
Now you have let me go
for another I know as only he.
The game is up. Cold, Sad, loss
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 12:03 AM UTC
There he stood
Listening to his friends
the voices of the trees
singing of their song
Hearing their cries
as they fall
to be chopped to bits
unable to sing again
He sings back
His most sweetest song
To sooth those who have fallen
To bring home their spirits
The standing friends
Join in his song
rocking the fallen down
into their eternal sleep
Jan 17, 2012
Jan 17, 2012 at 9:46 PM UTC
He stood in the water
Hearing its creatures cry
as the sludge filled
them on every side
Coming to him ti say
goodbye, turning back to die
He touches each as they pass
with hands smooth as glass
He turns his head to land
knowing this is the work of man
all the sludge upon the sand
the abused power of man
He kneels down
close to shore
his voice becomes a roar
making all the birds soar
The sky darkened
the trees went silent
He could not believe
Man had gone so wrong
Jan 17, 2012
Jan 17, 2012 at 9:45 PM UTC
I’m there
By trevor comeau
1-17-11
I’m there
Whenever you may call
Waiting to give, all I can
To help in your desperate hour
Blow on the horn
Call out my name
Send forth into the land
I’ll be waiting there
I’m there always
Watching, stepping in
When your need is here
Simply call on me
I’m the voice in winter
I’m the voice you need
You may not want to hear
But my words can steer
I was there
Now your time has come
Repay thy debt
Then we both may be free
Jan 17, 2012
Jan 17, 2012 at 9:44 PM UTC
Its hard enough to think
yet even harder still to say
so much to say
the terribly unspoken
Phrases, truths, realities
all away inside
behind the unmanned wall
being terribly unspoken
Power, Passion, and even hate
linger on those words
bearing on the wall
left terribly unspoken
Behind a wall they lay
knowing they will not be uttered
Trapped
The terribly unspoken
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 4:14 AM UTC
The Wind is whispering
Shhh, please listen
you'll hear it whisper
'Change has surely come"
The men of the wall clear
it stands alone
a guard enough for itself
shhh you might hear it whisper
"Change has come, it has come"
1-9-11
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 3:39 AM UTC
A decision had to be made
it was sent away
debated by the members
a decision needed to made
Putting all in the open
each option open
which would do its job
to serve the falling apart
They debated and debated
till a truth hidden away
became clear and an earlier
decision came back into play
The debate is finally closing
The members voting
A storm is coming
unleashed by a lie
The decision is made
is it right? Only one will ever know
Change has surely come
Change has surely come.
1-8-11
almost a direct follow up to Hidden Truth
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 3:38 AM UTC
Hidden Away
Why hide a truth?
Whats the point in the hiding?
The truth is reality
to hide truth is to live a fake reality
One hides many a truth
For fear of what truth may bring
Fearing reality itself
Fearing realities consequences
Forgetting that reality goes first
Forgetting the drawing out of lies
brings strength to consequences already given
Reality will triumph over the hidden truths
Reality is in human nature
As is to lie
The ongoing war, a battle has been lost
The truth unfolding, reality victorious
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 3:38 AM UTC
The Dream
He stood over the mountain
looking at the valley below
the trees and the streams
The flowers all in bloom
Seeing his dream
the animals all about
the rivers running
the wind blowing
The dreaming coming true
So beautiful so undisturbed
Yet unfinished in his heart
Something was amiss
A power he brought forth
A creature unlike any other
The power to oversee his wonders
A power they abused
He stood over the mountain
Looking down far below
The buildings upon the streets
A single tear begins to grow.
12-21-11
(I like it i like i like it)
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 3:37 AM UTC
We all hold on
to feelings we lock inside
they build up a creature
that we lock away inside
The creature varies by person
but always is the fiercest of creatures
which creature is yours?
Are you a Dragon, or perhaps a Lion
What have you locked inside
is it so fierce you fear it
Afraid to let it loose
Do you fear the Dragon?
As you pile emotions
the Dragon grows
larger and larger
hoping and waiting
Enveloping your whole body
waiting till it hits that final place
waiting to go where it can be unleashed
waiting to get to the eyes
......
The Dragon is here
Having grown for years
It is unleashed
I think its gunna like it here
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 3:37 AM UTC