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192 · Mar 2018
The Law
Eric the Red Mar 2018
It’s when you no longer care or get excited about the future that you begin to look old...
191 · Feb 2018
Bookmark
Eric the Red Feb 2018
I can’t wait to read the book
Of my life

I’m going skip all the
Chapters

Until I get to the part
Where I get to meet you
&
Read it
Over
&
Over
........
Eric the Red Mar 2018
My last day of work there I bought her a $7 cup of coffee, told her she was one of the most exquisite women I’ve ever laid eyes upon...then walked back to the front lines of the war I was having with myself...
Eric the Red Feb 2018
The loneliest spot on Earth
Is sleeping next to a person
You can’t fix
No amount of encouragement
No amount of post it notes
Of ‘we can get help’
‘I love you no matter what’
Can fix the unfixable
Insecurities
Secrets
Lies
Fake accounts
The next time my heart aches
For someone
I’ll remember
The screams of the unfixable
And the loss of our dreams
Eric the Red Feb 2018
Hey crazy brown hair
From the Far Away Land
Making preparations for sea
Taking both of my hands

‘My sails made of paper’
‘My mast of toothpicks’
‘Pull up the anchor!’
‘Underway! Underway!’
‘I shall see you today!’

‘You’re so far away’
I say
Your finger over my mouth
‘I shall see you today!’
You say

Hoisting our flag
Singing our songs
Taking pulls from *** barrels
You’re my sailor
All along

Fair winds and following seas
My lady
From Far Away Land
‘I’ll see you today’
I whisper
To the burning horizon
‘I’ll see you today...’
‘Love you crazy brown hair.’
190 · Mar 2018
A Lifetime of Preparation
Eric the Red Mar 2018
Because my memory is so good
I can remember ages 3-4
Lying on my back in the grass
Listening to the crickets
The ants doing their thing
The clouds and the moving
Watercolor paintings
Move across the sky

Welcome to Kindergarten
Go here...go there
Sit here...take this test
Make good grades
How was school today?
You need to do better if you
Want to get a good job
Make a good living
Schoolings over
Work begins
Get certified
Train
Come in early
Go home late
4am mornings
7pm get homes
2 weeks of vacation a year
Fill this out
Put this in the mail
Save for your retirement
Eat better for a longer life
Take a glimpse of that cloud
Rolling by
Rememberclouds?

‘You’re late...this Better never happen again or you’ll be looking for another job.’

Years pass much like those clouds

Retirement

‘What are you going to do with the rest of your life?’

‘I’m ready to die...I’m ready to be among the clouds.’
190 · Mar 2018
Queen’s Court
Eric the Red Mar 2018
Years from now you’re either going to be considered one
Of the many jesters & fools
In her life or her
King

It’s up to you to decide

And if it’s already been
Years
I salute you
Your Highness
190 · Feb 2018
HSP
Eric the Red Feb 2018
HSP
There should be a
Hello **** Poetry
Site
For soccer moms
Basement dwellers
Gothers
And those who
Think they can write

‘This is how we feel...’
Is what I’ll hear
But I’ll tread without fear
Take my time
To rhyme
For about 80% of my poetry
Is **** too

Ask my exes
My 2nd year creative writing
Teacher ms Larson
Would agree
‘Your Words go nowhere Eric...’
Except to
Hello **** Poetry
Eric the Red Apr 2018
We’re all going to die on this Earth
Might live to 109
Or die this morning
Headed to work
Instantly
No pain
In your sleep
Gunshot to stomach
Pain for days
Far corner of the world
Or down the street from your childhood
Doesn’t matter
Still on this Earth
Death will come for you
Unless you’re an astronaut
And you’re on a spacewalk
Out there amongst the stars
And your tether becomes tangled
Then ....
Snip
Your line cuts.   ......   ... ........ .   .....
And you’re adrift
Dead within 30 minutes
No oxygen
Out in space
Drifting
But at least you didn’t die on earth
And they’ll break ground on a
Primary school in your name
The president will speak
All while your skeleton
In your spacesuit
Floats past Mars...
188 · Apr 2018
The Modern Age
Eric the Red Apr 2018
You could:
Serenade her
Lavish her with expensive wine
Write her exquisite sonnets
Carve your initials in that oak tree
Feed her from white linen tables
Drink from goblets
Whisper your poems into her ear
Bring her coffee with her creamer
Pay her bills
Write her a song
Paint her a masterpiece in her honor
Let her fall asleep in your arms
Declare your undivided attention
Vow your life for hers
Give up all connections
To the outside world
Devout to her an undying
Never ending
Forever more
World
Of
Love
&
She’ll still respond to that text
In the middle of the night
From the guy she said was just
A friend
Her backup fella

‘What’s up?’
‘Nothing...whatsup with you?’
‘You lookin fine...’
‘LOL...thx.’
188 · Feb 2018
If You Give a Poet a Cookie
Eric the Red Feb 2018
If you give a Poet a cookie...
He’s gonna want a cup of coffee
And not just any coffee
But the good stuff on the high shelf
And if you give the Poet the Kenyan Organic Whole Bean
Reserved for your best company
He’s gonna want creamer
The good Whole Foods
$5.69 creamer
And if you give the Poet the
Expensive creamer he’s gonna
Want to sit down and talk
Of great books
Great music
And he’ll notice you’ve got
A record player
And if you have a record player
The Poet’s gonna wanna go
Through your collection
Your Fleetwood Mac
John Coltrane
Tom Petty
Nina Simone
And the Poet will put his coffee down
And look at the back of that
Nina record
And tell you that
‘This song...this song
‘Reminds me so much of what
‘Love sounds like...’
And you’ll look at the Poet
Cause he just touched
Your heart
Made it skip a beat
And you’ll think to yourself
‘I just might invite that Poet over again tomorrow...’
But if you do
That Poet is gonna want a cookie
And
If you give a Poet a cookie...
187 · Mar 2018
Social Media
Eric the Red Mar 2018
Went back after a 6 month exile
Told everyone that I had
$8.76 to make it to next payday
0 Likes
0 comments
Guess i was a little too real

‘YOU don’t have a SnapChat?’
I was asked
‘It’s how us young folk stay connected’
‘You mean disconnected  ?’
I say

Tattooed *** women
With pouty lips
2.2 million Instagram
Followers

Followers of what?

This is the social currency
This is society
&
When you leave
Nobody checks up on you
Nobody cares
They
Certainly don’t give a ****
That I have $8.76
To my name

‘Bring it in for a Selfie fam...’

And I remember pitching in for a 12 pack as a 17 year old
Meeting up with friends
On some country road
For hours on end
&
The only phones were on
Our wall back home
And when it rang
We had no idea who it was
186 · Feb 2018
Black Feathers
Eric the Red Feb 2018
My angel with the blackened
Owl feathers
Standing guard over my
Dreams
Open them
For me
184 · Apr 2018
Eye of a Hurricane
Eric the Red Apr 2018
Raging winds
Surges over the planks
Sea walls failing
30 foot swales
Lightning
Tropical
Flags whipping

Then ...
It stops
Blue sky in the swirl
Sun peeking thru
Birds come back out
Waters subside
People emerge
Gather damage

Lightning starts again
Winds come from
Another direction

It’s starting again

What it’s like to love you...
184 · Mar 2018
Full Moon Sunrise
Eric the Red Mar 2018
She waited for her sun
Shone so brightly
So beautiful
In the West
At her Brightest
Just before he rose

Sleepy eyes
‘There you are...’
She said to him
As he came over the horizon

‘Good morning’
‘Good night’
‘Hold me now...bring me your light...’

Full Moon Sunrise
Eric the Red Mar 2018
I gave up smoking the day I found out my wife was pregnant with our first child

that VERY day

My father smoked at the dinner table, in the car, all around us

ALL the time

I’ve never been drunk around my children...EVER

I’ve had no more than 2-3 drinks, telling them the virtues of wine

My father, if he came home with a beer in his hand on Friday afternoon, we knew we were in for it until Sunday night.

beatings, going in to get him at 2am in seedy bars, pulling him off of my mother

I always tell my kids I love them. Everyday. Email. Text. Phone calls. Holding them close to me. Smelling their hair and holding onto them is my favorite place in the whole world.

daddy are you my best buddy?
’always and forever, your best buddy’

The last time I heard my dad say I love you where I think he actually meant it was Christmas 1979, 39 years ago. Unless showing up for little league games stone drunk & belligerent towards my coaches is love. Or never showing up at all on afternoons he said he would to go play golf with me...just me. No call. No show.

father...you used to be my daddy. Remember? I thought you were the strongest man in the world. You had the biggest hands. Mine were so small in yours

We don’t suffer anymore at the hands of our fathers

Do we daddy?
182 · Mar 2018
Emptiness Behind That Door
Eric the Red Mar 2018
It’s all too much of the same
I can fix you
I can love you like no other

All ends the same
The door knocks
Quiet rapture
Knock knock knock
Upon my heart

‘Go away! There’s nothing but
‘Sadness, Emptiness, & a Fortess
‘Made of Solitude
‘On the other side of that door

But they come
Thinking that the man who
Writes such words
Must be the
Romance they envisioned
The promise that surely is
Given

It never is

knock knock knock

‘Know me forever...
‘All there is
‘Is today...
‘For tomorrow you’ll be gone
182 · Mar 2018
Two Ships Adrift at Sea
Eric the Red Mar 2018
See you so far ahead
The curvature of the earth
You leave in your wake
We
Are on the same map
Same course now
Using the same wind
Under the same stars
To
Navigate to

One day I’ll board
Your vessel
Tie off a line to the
Steerage
&
Let it take us anywhere
We want
In this life or the next
Our coordinates
Will line up

My god I hope it’s this
Life
Eric the Red Apr 2018
I’ve took them all
Our songs
Your poems
Pictures
Artwork shared that were on the
Walls of my heart

Shared
Sentiments
Went on a mission to eradicate

In dreams I hear you call to me
It’s still there
Summoning me
Crying out
‘I’m in pain...’

Took it all
To the edge of the world
And watched it go over the edge
Happy now
All of it gone
Only to return home
To find
Your art back up on my walls
Your words in my notebooks
Your songs playing on the radio
Your pictures in my head

I can’t escape this sentence
The walls of your prison
This is life
181 · Feb 2018
Confessions of the Quixotic
Eric the Red Feb 2018
&
One day you’ll be too much for them
&
They’ll leave and never come back
&
They’ll delete you from their life
That idyllic
Romantic
Notion
All of it

&
You’ll be tempted to go after them
Let them go
Set them free
Unlock the cages
You’ve put them in
The Empty Promise Cage
The It’ll Get Better Over Time Cage
The There Is No Other Love Cage

Be happy for them
&
For yourself
They’ll remember you fondly
As no other
Perhaps a song
Or a verse you wrote
Especially for them

&
Get used to one meal checks
Wine down the drain
Unanswered pleas
The smell of them in your clothes
Their pillow you can’t part with
&
Realize it was your uniqueness
That made you different
What they fell for
&
What tore
You
Apart
181 · Apr 2022
One Day
Eric the Red Apr 2022
One day I’ll walk right out of this place…
Been saying it for years now
This thing killing me daily
14 hour days
Come in when it’s dark
Leave as the sun goes down
Business
Industry
Sales growth
Horseshit
Replaceable by the end of the day
All of it

One day I’ll walk right out of this place…
Not say anything to anyone
Will it matter 50 years from now?
It would in 50 minutes
That which is my responsibility
Alimony
Support
Medical Insurance
Food on the table
Fear
Guess that’s why I clock in for death
Daily
And in 100 years I’ll have been a poet for just 30 seconds…
180 · Apr 2018
Somehow Someway
Eric the Red Apr 2018
My river was black
Before she swam in it
Drowning in me
Without asking to be saved

Now my waters have reached
The seas
As she courses
Through my veins
180 · Feb 2018
Connecting Comets
Eric the Red Feb 2018
You’d rather succumb
Than not submit
Be weak & let go
Than be strong
Take all your guards down
To hear me say my words
To you
To have but a little something
Of me
Your voice goes quiet
When we part
And I love it
It’s the tail end of your
Comet
Passing me
In the night
You know who you are
More than you’ll ever know...
I know your star
Stay where I can see you
179 · Jun 2020
Your Strawberries
Eric the Red Jun 2020
I smelled it first early in the morning,
Just waking up
Filling my nostrils
The smell of strawberries...
Fresh, just beyond, unmistakable,
Then again around noon on my hands...
Brushed my hair back and once again
Strawberries
Filled the room...
No lotions
Candles
Or even the fruit was around
And I remembered someone
I loved once
Oh how she loved her strawberries
‘It’ll always remind me of you...’
.
10 at night
Message came in from my sister
‘Did you hear about...’
‘I’m so sorry...’
That someone who loved her strawberries
Was gone
The night before had taken her
.
Guess she wanted to be around me one last time...
179 · Mar 2018
Tethys
Eric the Red Mar 2018
It’s said that the further you go
Out into space
Time slows down
Everyone back home
Will age
But you’ll stay the same

One of us will become a phantom
While you’re gone
So be safe out there
In all that black
Currently orbiting Tethys
One of Saturn’s moons

I don’t care if you ever come back
I hope you never come back

Goodbye Tethys Moon
178 · Feb 2018
Sandbag
Eric the Red Feb 2018
I brought one sandbag with me
To stop the inevitable
Flood
of you
When you come back
178 · Nov 2020
Coursing Through My Veins
Eric the Red Nov 2020
And just like that
Your fire was raging through
Uncontrollably so
Every room in my soul
Searching
Taking
Ravaging
Only to find
A charred heart
That still beats for you...
177 · Feb 2018
Flowers That Never Die
Eric the Red Feb 2018
50 years from now...
Long after the chocolates have been trashed...
Long after the cards have been ripped in two...
Long after the forgotten sentiments attached, roses have withered...
Long after I have gone...
You’ll open up page 1
Of the words written just for you
The gift that stayed...
My Flowers That Never Died
177 · Feb 2018
Out to Sea
Eric the Red Feb 2018
And one day
You’ll realize
That what’s good enough
For the heart
Isn’t good enough for the soul
&
You’ll take my unopened
Messages
Put them back
Into the bottle
&
Slip them gently
Back Into the Sea

I think that day
Is today
175 · Mar 2018
Long Distance Relationship
Eric the Red Mar 2018
I’ve never met you...
But I miss you terribly...
174 · Aug 2021
New Love
Eric the Red Aug 2021
New love isn't true love...
Remember that...
Give it some time...
To ******* all up...
173 · Feb 2018
The Pact
Eric the Red Feb 2018
I told her we could move in
Together
On one condition

‘Don’t ever tell me to cut
‘Down on my drinking
‘And I won’t tell you
‘To stop being a *****

She looked at me puzzled
Enraged

‘But I’m not a *****
She said

‘Good...’
Said I
‘I’m not a drunk either...’
173 · Mar 2018
The Anticipation
Eric the Red Mar 2018
My heart bleeds for you
Part anguish...
Part anticipation...
All with the recklessness
Of an 18 year old
Driving a Chevy
Down a dirt road
At midnight
With the lights off...

Bed with me oh heart
Torture me
Lacerate
Invigorate
Rejuvenate
Penetrate
Leave scars upon

And this
Taj Mahal
I am building
This armada I’m sending
This fleet of elephants
Over the Alps
I’m releasing for
You

Is but the 1st chapter
Of our love story
172 · Feb 2018
Losing a Child
Eric the Red Feb 2018
For 3 seconds in the morning when I wake up
You’re still alive
Then I do the math in my head
And you’re not
172 · Feb 2018
I Love You
Eric the Red Feb 2018
470,000
Words
In
The
Dictionary
And
She
Knows
The
Only
3
Words
I
Want
To
Hear
171 · Mar 2018
...somewhere...
Eric the Red Mar 2018
Somewhere
Underneath the twisted metal
Strewn Wreckage
Smell of fuel
Patches of fire

Somewhere

This rotting blue green corpse

Hidden by decaying leaves
Clumps Of earth
Never to be found

Somewhere
Underneath the rubble of
Concrete
Protruding iron wires
Pummeled
****** & Bruised

Somewhere
Floating on the deepest
Part of the ocean
The bloated
Face down
Pelicans pecking

Somewhere
Somehow
Someway

You found me
170 · Feb 2018
The Lonely Soul
Eric the Red Feb 2018
If you can maybe for a moment
Maybe this morning
Think of
The Lonely Soul

Getting up for work
Fighting the Tired
Caring for the Ungrateful
Putting up with the Bullshitter
Loving the Abuser

The Lonely Soul

The Barely Enough Time for Myselfers
The Secrets Piling Uppers
The Fake Accounters of Attention

The Lonely Soul

The Long Way Home Drivers to Hear One More Song
The Terrible Hole of a Relationshippers
The Insecure Hollowed Out
The ‘Im Oks’

The Lonely Soul

Those drinking from the emptiness of wine bottles
Those who can’t write out their thoughts and cares through poetry
Those who know they’re being cheated on
Those with the fake smiles fake lives fake problems fake drama

The Lonely Soul

Maybe we can get a moment of peace today
170 · Dec 2020
Sunlight
Eric the Red Dec 2020
Of course I remember
The Sunlight
Of our last day together
Much like the kisses between us
Our bodies touching
One last time
Sunlight
Is
All
I have now
Watching you
Watching me
Why I hate cloudy days
Eric the Red Feb 2018
If you gave me a bottle of cheap
Red wine
Every day
Put me in a one bedroom
Bungalow
Off of Hollywood & Western
In the late 70s
Give me an endless
Harem of women
Pay my bills
$2 six packs of beer

....I’d be able to write some epic **** too...
For bukowski...
168 · Mar 2018
Dreams
Eric the Red Mar 2018
Desert. Pile. Fire.You.Walk. Slowly.
Behind. Me.
‘What’re you doing?’
‘Burning’
‘Burning what?’
‘My Words’
You try to stop the flames
It’s all too much
The orange & red mix with the night sky

‘WHY?! WHY?! Would you do such a thing?!’

You’re screaming, crying.

‘All your beautiful words...’

‘Its the pact I made with the gods...
‘Deliver me this pain...
‘This anguish away from you...
‘And you can have my words...
‘Forever...
‘And here you are in front of me...

The fire is big...it’s bright...it’s out of control and long into the night

My Words...
Burn apart...musings...turning into ash...
Fireworks of poems
Now into the ether
Making their way into the heavens
Parts of nebulas
Black holes
Interstellar space

I’d give it all up
All of it...
For you...
168 · Aug 2021
Living Alone
Eric the Red Aug 2021
Turn the key and the flood begins…
All were there to greet me
Happy to see me
Some would run
Wanting my embrace
Years pass
Different doors
Different keys
Different women
Things we owned
Things we shared
Some I loved
Some I used
Some would slap me if they had the chance
If I came walking through their door
And some…I hope
Would tell me they missed me so
Like the cold leftovers
In the fridge
Of this empty home…
168 · Jan 2018
Blackened Rivers
Eric the Red Jan 2018
That darkness we talked about
The place you’d said
I’d never be alone
That you’d be by my side
I’m going into now
Without you
I’ll leave a trail
For you to find me
Even though you’ve been gone
For quite awhile now
Hope I see you there
Someday
168 · Mar 2018
Caspian
Eric the Red Mar 2018
Remember when we were kids and you’d turn the corner when it was cold and you’d feel better knowing you’d be in your house soon? Under your blankets and near the fire? Your mother’s food being prepared? The smell of just being safe?

yes I remember

That’s how you make me feel...
Eric the Red Mar 2018
She tells me I owe her a sea story
From my navy days...
Told her the barracuda one
Maybe I’ll tell her the Face Down
On the Deck one
Or the Smoked Hash in the Park
In Italy one
Had a guitar, 3 chords, and hash
Singing Bessa Mi Mucho to Italian
Teenagers...they loved it
I was the silly American
Or maybe the one where we got the scoop on the only ****** in that seaside town in Spain, then showed up and half the ship was there...
Or the Dunhill cigarettes of France
To go with the Stella Artois or Heineken that seemed to be prevalent everywhere.
Cause that’s what you do at 23
Drink beer, smoke cigarettes, and run a mile and a half in 12 minutes.
I could talk all day of the women of Israel...
Or all the times that I’d go to the stern of the ship
And it’d be just me and the seas
The Adriatic
The Aegean
The Mediterranean
Atlantic
Sometimes the hammerhead
The sea turtle
The midnight mermaids
Black Seas
Blue and Green
But you’ll hear all of them soon enough
Yeah I can be fun at parties cause I got a shitload of stories...
Put some coffee on...pour the wine...
You got any hash?
167 · Mar 2018
Deep Admiration
Eric the Red Mar 2018
I admire the ones who
Walk away
The ones who’ve disappeared
From view
Who decided my words
My actions
Were just too much
For them

Maybe...
I shared too little

One...
Wanted forever
Like they all do
One...
Cried herself to sleep
In my arms
Many a night
I really thought she’d stay
She’s been gone for decades
I wonder if she found
Another tree to hold onto
One...
Emails me once a year
On my birthday
That’s it
The only day

Words...Actions...Mapping Out
Constellations
They’re never enough
To keep them from disappearing

I admire that
167 · Feb 2018
Niagara Falls
Eric the Red Feb 2018
And on his deathbed...
He’d said his goodbyes
To his family first
His colleagues second
And finally his college roommates
And cronies
They asked him of any wishes
Anything left unsaid
‘I’ve always wanted to see...
‘Niagara Falls...’
Gasping for air
In the middle of the night
Found them placing
Their friend in a barrel
And putting it into the raging waters
And over the side it went
His death ruled a
Suicide
It’s good to have literal friends
166 · Mar 2018
Places of Beauty
Eric the Red Mar 2018
Her non symmetrical lines
(Curves in the moonlight)
Park Benches in spring
Clouds low against the ground
630 sunrises knowing you’re out there..:somewhere...sleeping (dreaming of me I hope)
Cold Atlantic current over my feet
Licking seaspray salt off my lips
Sound of children laughing
A mossy clover covered trail ....
Coffee in the cupboard
Combining all the perceived empty bottles of wine to get one last glass
Negative balance in my account
‘I love you dad’ texts
Roads I’ve never been on
Midnight ‘Hold mes’
Smell of burning cedar
& the smile on the face of the ghost that haunts me...
165 · Feb 2018
A Picture of Me & My Dad
Eric the Red Feb 2018
It’s from 1981
My dad was 32
I must’ve been 3 or 4
I keep it on the bathroom mirror
Both of us
Smiling
The guy who tried to
Put my mom in the trunk
Drunk
As he was
Who showed up late
On Saturdays
Sometimes never at all
Called my sisters
Mistakes
I should have a picture
Of my mom
Who died for 30 seconds
When she had me
Fearless
Loving
Mother
Who gave all that she had
Or my sisters
Who grew up without a
Father
But had a daddy who put them
Down
Or maybe I should have a
Picture of me & my
Children
In the bathroom mirror
Instead of the man
I don’t ever want to be
But there he is
And there we are
Me at 40
And him at
68
Still vying for his
Attention
164 · Jan 2018
1000 bodies between us
Eric the Red Jan 2018
You ask if I’m jealous
That you’ve had lovers
One night stands
Men who never asked
For your name

To which I reply
‘I’ve had you 1000 times...
‘And plan on a million more...
‘You’ve never seen a heart like mine...
‘Nor has the 1000 bodies between us...
163 · Mar 2018
My Moon is Gone
Eric the Red Mar 2018
It’s hard to care about the night
When your moon is gone
I miss you
My moon
...sun
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