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 Mar 2015 Sag
Sarah Rodriguez
Weathered and calloused,
Your fingers weave my hair into a braid,
But only so that you would have an excuse,
To steal a moment touching my neck.

Rough and manly,
Your hands stir honey into our tea,
While I watch in only underwear,
Dancing to Santana.

Tense and shaking,
Your hands grab my shoulders,
Pulling me in for a kiss,
Every time as if it's our first.

Cold and clammy,
Your hands hold mine,
If only to keep me still for a moment,
So that you can get a good look.

Small and feeble,
My hands type these words,
As an inadequate thank-you,
For all that yours do.
 Mar 2015 Sag
Jeffrey Battistoni
Blank canvas
Mind to roam
Painting pictures
All alone
Staring at the sky
Clouds forming thoughts
Telling me what I know
But somehow forgot
Night comes fast
I speak to the stars
The moon is winking
So I know you're not far
I dream and dream
While sleeping or awake
My mind keeps going
War starts to break
Morning comes
I should've known
Blank canvas
Mind to roam
 Nov 2014 Sag
Andrew Durst
I started to settle in
my skin for the
first time as I began
to believe
that these bones
will one day
be a thing of the
past.

But like the dust
that has collected
on my hindered-hopes;
I will brush off
these worries
of a better life,
and use them
as my motivation
for tomorrow.
You're on my mind, hellopoetry.
 Nov 2014 Sag
Ruthie
3 simple words I wish I'd told you.
3 simple words you're up etching onto that page.
Vintage typewriters,
Of course you'd choose the most beautiful method to tell me.
I miss you.
Three simple words
 Nov 2014 Sag
Ruthie
Drunk
 Nov 2014 Sag
Ruthie
Drunken texts and phone calls at 3am
Forbidden fantasies of you and me
Stumbling through the city to find where you might be
It's all a trick isn't it,
An impossible dream.
Your apartment door shakes,
Oh it aches for me.
Taxi cabs being forced to drive.
You send me away,
No. Not tonight..
Lipstick kisses and tired hearts.
I always take it that little bit too far.
I shouldn't have gotten so drunk that my feet forgot what they were doing.
I walked to your apartment in the middle if the night and made a fool out of myself..
Sorry.
 Nov 2014 Sag
Ruthie
Coffee
 Nov 2014 Sag
Ruthie
You taught me to have coffee without sugar.
Only now do I understand what that means.
Bitter lover.
 Nov 2014 Sag
fear the unknown
I know she's there inside of me
and how she makes a scene,
    just when I see you with her,
         I turn a little green.
 Nov 2014 Sag
Sky
I broke down Thursday
And the wind was cracking loud and
beating my spine into an
uncomfortable submission

I broke down
and all the graves were upside-down
letting the maggots see the sunlight
and the wood was damp and splintered

I broke down
and all the rocks became toadstools
and I sat and I knitted a scarf with
all my worries weaved in with the wool

I broke down Thursday
and the car wouldn’t start and my eyelids were
cinder blocks and the colors started leaking
as I realized my battery was dead
A re-telling of a panic attack
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