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zac-shawhan
zac-shawhan
33/M Late to the poetry game, but I’ve been really enjoying myself
The years and tasks have taken their toll Now gray in my beard and shine on my skull But the nicotine hits, and helps pass the time Still feel something missing, like I'm out of a rhyme The friends and music that once filled the air Now silent, replaced by the burdens we bear But I've come to accept what the years have unfurled The past may be gone, but I've got my own world For in their small hands, I see a love so true Their future is bright and it makes mine too
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Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 4:43 PM UTC
Painful Past, Hopeful Future (C, Am, F, G)
A void vastly expanding. Encapsulating every thought That tumbles inward. Is it wrong Wanting, waiting for Fractured, feigned conversations Converging conspicuously? So I can say, “I was right all along.”
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Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 10:21 PM UTC
Groll
Creeping and crawling like grub worms under bark — Under the surface Eating without cause Wake up as an immovable object — Inside looking out
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Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 9:07 AM UTC
Vertiefung
Home, late after a hard day of work Kitchen dimly lit with a night light Eyes adjusting — out of the corner Notice the dump truck left after a hard day of play A beautiful reminder of my greatest achievement
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Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 9:30 AM UTC
Hard Day
Is it another year so soon? My little man, my dear big boy as time goes on it begins to wound yet still there remains a lasting joy. Surprise hugs and silly kisses shrink my world to you and I and time’s wounding power decreases as you teach me to deny all I have and all I desire to give it up, to self forget. This is a truth that reaches higher, to become content as vignette
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Sep 10, 2020
Sep 10, 2020 at 1:33 PM UTC
Jude’s Vignette
Always liked things a little bit sad Too much joy can make you go mad Seems things are more real when that way Like grey clouds on a summer’s day When we grow old Yes when we grow old Say you’ll be with me And I know we’ll be ok
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Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 4:18 PM UTC
Grey Clouds on a Summer’s Day
Sinking further down as the dregs of the day come to pass-- painful, palpable drudgery. There will be no recognition from anyone-- endlessly hoping tomorrow will somehow prove to be different            insanity they call it. Nevertheless, I go -- down the road to start again.
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Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 4:34 PM UTC
drudgery
Distant cries over a vast expanse — impuissant Loved ones, But there is nothing you can do Who can cross the void? Space and time make a mockery of men —utter darkness Hope dashed on the rocks
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 12:14 PM UTC
Unwanted help
Snow falling on a hard night Ice forming on the rocky terrain The man feels the chill in his bones But just then — a thought enters A memory. Bones still cold, but his Heart — it was warm.
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Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 4:26 PM UTC
Work in progress
You are such a marvelous gift miracle in plain sight. My thoughts of you always uplift, you are my beam of light. Some disbelieve in miracles, but with having you here, I could never be cynical. —intangible made near Your mom and I have tried and tried, but time and time again, our blessing, an empty womb hides — our joy made porcelain Though, this pain has seeded such bliss. Sown in tears, raised with mirth Hill flowing sweet wine blessedness No more loss, gone the dearth
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Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 10:17 PM UTC
Miracle Son