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 Jul 2014 Alice
Jack
Take my hand
 Jul 2014 Alice
Jack
I am but a weary minstrel
Step by step to bide my time
Looking for my one true answer
In a love that I may find

Shaded fields of hopes and wishes
Flowing stems so softly breathe
Taking all that life does offer
Forward weavings to believe

I have found the golden idol
Sitting still in chamber’d light
Reaching off for some existence
Far beneath the stars at night

With its eyes of diamond whispers
Only now it sheds my fear
Precious metals tore us under
As I search the far and near

What is this my heart now calling
Echoes play about the rim
If this line of worn endeavors
Finds the time to soon begin

Will you walk with me at sunrise
Whisper that you love me so
Count the petals of a daisy
Set aside against the flow

For you see my truth is baring
Everything that I can share
Take my hand and please remember
I am but a man who cares

In this endless dream of summer
Warming trends eternally
You are mine, my only sunshine
Won’t you walk this road with me
 Jul 2014 Alice
a m a n d a
where i fancy myself
a wizard of sorts
transparent and -
(looking out)

tiny green bug
you've got nothing on me

clouds in the sky
*you don't know what i've done.
 Jul 2014 Alice
r
Mountain Bird
 Jul 2014 Alice
r
In the folds of the hills
and hollows
of my mind,
I remember a time
when you were free.
You were of the sweetest color
known to me.

No man could catch you;
I'm not even sure we tried.
It was such a sight
just to watch you
spread your wings.

Like a bird
you could fly
circles so high,
blue as the sky,
and free as the wind.

I knew someday
you would leave,
fly away,
no longer free;
my mountain bird
on a breeze.

r ~ 6/30/14
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If you happen to fall in love with me,
just know, and this is so,
I will be your sunshine and your rain.

I apologize for both.
 Jul 2014 Alice
a m a n d a
[the negative]


to put faith in people
is utter madness;
or at best,
a preposterous
illusion of hope.
 Jul 2014 Alice
Andrew Durst
From time-to-time I struggle to find
the "glimpse of hope"
that we all need.

That single moment of serendipity.

But all of my struggles and all of my pain seem so worth it
by the end of every day.

Because my loved ones pick me up whenever I take a fall.
     And until the day I die
they'll have my back through it all.
And I will always return the favor.
 Jul 2014 Alice
r
Deluge
 Jul 2014 Alice
r
Of all the rain
it had to be
this
blue umbrella
black-water
wet cat
soul-drenching
dark Georgia night
rain.

r ~ 6/29/14
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  |      Who'll stop the rain...
/ \
 Jul 2014 Alice
Andrew Durst
My plans
don't usually
work out -
I'm okay with that-
but the idea
of sulking in my ****
will drive me mad.

So, like everything
else in life:

I'm just going to
say "**** it."
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