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Grinning at the memories
She left in my conscious mind
Like everything still seems present
The cherished times at her laughs
Left smiles of regret to take a chance

Through this road with music
Louder than the wilderness
Good Will Hunting final theme
I have to go see about a girl

The road longing as I accelerate
Take me to her heart once again
Make it my home in her forever
To return everyday and night
hope you're fine
Sky I  see, in blue, in sky, in white, in cloud
Bits of grey, scattered within, also in there
Scattered thoughts, perhaps soft pattering rain
Sounds unexpected, echo in my ears

Buzzards drift, uplifting, to warm east winds
Dragons as flies, butter as flies too
Peacock in azurite, fanned out to full
Littles aflutter, in all branches near

Winds catch soft breeze, just right, a good cool feel
Deer strolling into verdant far land
Crows with caw of a disturbed picnic lunch
Minnows dappling pond's water,  glass clear

This is sacred sight, which when I turn old
All blind, I expect, I will too soon miss
Unable to gaze, upon peace
with my squinting pair, of sky hazed blue eyes

©  2017 Jim Davis
For my father, whose eyes were beautifully blue!
I often find myself longing for
A kiss I have yet to taste
Skin I have yet to touch
Eyes I have yet to gaze upon
How do I miss these things
I’ve never known?
 Nov 2017 Dazed Dreaming
SHE
Hard to get.
Minimalistic poetry
Oh, Young, you're the sunshine in the morning
Realize, how this dark world can be so heartless
You are the power and the weapon to win
Be bold and build up the best world.

Do something for the refugees. You are free
and take out all of the injustice from here
You are fearless and a hard-fighting soldier
Take the clutter away from the world.

You're the burning fire and the ocean full of love
Move the social problems away from the earth
Look, the dynamic stars are in the sky
Be patient, you have to walk over the darkest path.

Your work will be rewarded by the next generation
Fulfill your responsibility before the completion!
Young
I know what you're thinking
I'm playing the victim,
Poor me in the absolute
Basic of ways

I know what you see
And I know what you say
This lost soul,
Nothing going for them at all

And you would be absolutely right.
About every little thing you think of me
But I'm not playing the victim,
Or my best hand at guilt tripping

I took responsibility
For ruining everything at my own free will,
With these very hands
That shake and hurt and tremble,
Freeze while holding a cold one

Because I can't drink this lonely away,
I can't forget their faces and
All of my many mistakes

I am dead inside with the slightest
Insight of the person you admired me for
The one that cared too much,
That wanted the best for everyone
But myself,
The charmer and protecter

I can't shake this alone away,
Everyone's found something so much better
And well,
There's nothing left for me,
No room or time to care about me

I wish I could die but
I also wish I could just go back in time

Even with bettering my life
This feeling of utter aloneness
Would still thrive on the flickering flame
Of everything I will never truly be again
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