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MaryJane Doe May 2014
Flickering
    In the waters
Are tiny omitted truths
   Regressed to the depths
Just light enough to prove

Theory
    On the current
Perspective from the raft
  No forecast foretold
A blind mans craft

    In the eye of the storm
In the calm
     Of its wake
Reflections
    Shine clearer
   He'll get
What he can take

Numb by the cold wind
   Of the storms of past
Clinging to the feeling
He's letting down the mast

For he has no need
Of a light house beaming
Those flickering omitions
    Are the light
       Of how he's feeling
Lit
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
Lit
I ****
And blow
Real slow
Nothing though
And you know
As you smile for awhile
Void of denial
I'm lit enough
For the both of us
As you offer a match
Regardless
MaryJane Doe May 2014
The lone fisherman
Casting lines afar
He had me chasing tales
Of far off shooting stars

A fly fisherman
His cast,  his own art
High in the sky
He fly fishes with heart

His lines, so well crafted
I watched him capture the moon
The lone MasterBaiter
Casting lines from his bed room
;*
MaryJane Doe Oct 2014
Ignorance is bliss
  In moments like this
When we can not forgive
What we can not forget
And we're forced to live
With this life of regret
I miss the ignorance
  I miss the bliss
I miss the tenderness
      Of his
Lie laced kiss
MaryJane Doe May 2014
I miss you
But someday soon
My aim will improve
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
t
was
simply
you that  
I desired. Not
your posessions.
Nor your attire. You
built me up you took me
higher. You made the spark
that started my fire. You told
me  you  loved  me.  And  I
called you a lier. That
Was the last time
And now I
Conspire
I    must
Love me
T    o    o
I   need
N    o   t
De   sire
M  i  s  s
M a t ch
Stricken
I am  on
F   I  R  E!
Blackfeather contest edit
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
Early was the mourning
Of the glory that would pass
Cold was the night
As I dreampt of the past

In the days of old
The knights were still bold
Now its foretold
The nights will be cold

This cold night of mine
rode in on winter wind
freezing the vine
And my heart in the end

I woke to the mourning
Finding glory had passed
The knights became cold
And frozen hearts don't last
MaryJane Doe Jan 2015
Pathetic lows
   & synthetic highs
These are my sick little lullibies

   Blatant lies
& violent goodbyes
Relentlessly endlessly lonely nights

  Counting minutes
like sheep
      & losing sleep
    Breaking
Like the promises
We swore
  We would keep

Pathetic lows
  & synthetic highs
These
  Are my sick little lullabies
MaryJane Doe May 2014
Hello

My Name

   It's Antonio
Montoya

   You killed my father

Prepare to die

     I say to the bottle

And you ask

     Why?

Have you not seen
  The Princess Bride!?

The for finged man
Killed his father!
  You ask me
  What's your point?

    I say

        It was Jose!

Who killed dear old dad

  As I drink from the bottle
       Your expression turns sad
& you pour out the rest
    Saying
  That's to bad
MaryJane Doe Sep 2014
You spoke
  Hands on my hips
   Threw luscious
       Fingertips
  And malt
Flavored lips
   Always
      Only after
                       One
                            Two
                         Many
                               Sips

               What lies  
           In the lines  
       Had been spilt
            Many times      
                   Threw
          Lush's lips
   & *****
Fingertips
              Only
                      Ever
                          After
                      One  
                           Two  
                      Many
                           Sips
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
I'm the prophet in my life
Nothing in my wallet
The only paper that I make
Holds the words of my sonnet
Nothing left but sense
Just the change in my pocket
Safe near my heart
Without a way to lock it
My style is poor
So who's gonna rob it
Yea my style is poor
But I'm gonna rock it
Cuz these words
Are all I own

When I can't buy what I want
I learn to live
With what I've got
Cuz happiness
Just can't be bought
It must be found
It must be sought
When I can't buy what I need
I learn I need the change
That's in my pocket
Change is all I need

I don't buy things on credit
I won't make that promise
My truth is my proof
I'm just trying to be honest
Flying high on life
Blazing tales like comets
You'll never be low
When life has you high on it
My style is poor
But I'm gonna rocket
Cuz the sky is where I fly

When I can't buy what I want
I learn to live
With what I've got
Cuz happiness
Just can't be bought
It must be found
It must be sought
When I can't buy what I need
I learn I need the change
That's in my pocket
Change is all I need
MaryJane Doe May 2014
I'm the prophet in my life
Nothing in my wallet
The only paper that I make
Hold the words of a sonnet
Nothing left but sense
Just the change in my pocket
Safe near my heart
Without a way to lock it
Yeah My style is poor
So who's gonna rob it
When these words
Are all I own

When I can't buy what I want
I learn to live
With what I've got
Cuz happiness
Just can't be bought
It must be found
It must be sought
When I can't buy what I need
I learn I need the change
That's in my pocket
Yeah Change is all I need

I don't buy things on credit
I won't make that promise
My truth is my proof
I'm just trying to be honest
Flying high on life
Blazing tales like comets
You'll never be low
When life has you high on it
My style is poor
But I'm gonna rocket
Cuz the sky is where I fly

When I can't buy what I want
I learn to live
With what I've got
Cuz happiness
Just can't be bought
It must be found
It must be sought
When I can't buy what I need
I learn I need the change
That's in my pocket
Change is all I need
Updated
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
Introspective
Is my perspective
Alone
Upon my throne
I look
To myself
Not wealth
Overgrown

Naturally
I'm flattered
As I sink
To my evergreen
Knees
Weak
As you speak
Branches
Blowing
In the breeze

On the verge
Of slow motion
Your flow
Ever rolling
In the depths
Of my emotion

Converging
With the urge
Of my rising
Ocean tide
Riding high
In the eye
Of our storm

Once
Forelorned
Abandoned
And alone
In the *****
Of the ocean
I once claimed
My home

I felt your sweet embrace
And the cold of the depths
Was replaced
By your spirit
You called out my name
Before you thought
I could hear it

A mocking jay
Whispered in my ear
As I sat
In calm waters
Clear
Amidst a hurricane
He sang me your name
Softly
As your current
Drew nearer
In this eye
We have nothing
To fear

Take your place
At my side
We are the all seeing eye
Rules of our art
No fools gold hearts
We reign
Along raging rivers
Where fate once came
Changing our current
Your flow spoke my name
And mother nature
Heard it
Currents Past
MaryJane Doe May 2015
With each new day
I read my horoscope
And i find
by the first line
there is no hope

cancer

No joke
as i light up my smoke
The future foretold
why not have a ****
MaryJane Doe Jul 2015
I am no match
Nor your flame
But baby won't you lay me down
And ******* just the same
*******
  Like you know me
Be the reason
That we came
MaryJane Doe Sep 2015
I don't love you the same
As I once did before
I can honestly say
I love you more

Your the heart
In my beat
And the soul
Of my feat
Without you
My life would not be
Complete
MaryJane Doe May 2014
There's an
          Electricity
   Between          
        He & me
That only
            The naked
       I
Can see
A perfect    
    Distance
       Met
         By equal
Resistance
    As Ohmwreckers
       We have persistence
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
You spoke
Threw malt      
Flavored lips
       Your hands
   On my hips
With *****  
      Finger tips                
               And the lies  
           In your lines  
       I had heard
        Many times      
              Only
                      Ever
                          After
                      One  
                           Two  
                      Many
                           Sips
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
She thinks she can change him
Re arrange & re engage him
Bring him back to life
She's screaming for a scalpal
She needs a knife!

She's loosing him fast
As the monitors hum
But she wont let him pass
His lifes not yet done

The line hums flat
But shes ready to operate
From where she sat
It was never too late

She thinks she can change him
Re arrange & re engage him
Bring him back to life
Shes screaming for a scalpal
She Needs a knife!
MaryJane Doe May 2014
I'd follow you
  To the ends of the earth
I'd sell you my soul
     For what it's worth

A sign for the blind
    And brale for the deaf
You told me you loved me
   & then you left

       Theft!

An OxyMoron
     Stole my heart
Found my sutures
   & picked me apart

A blow to chest
    He rattled my cage
Took my paper heart
  & turned the page
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
Penny for your thought?
I know it's not much
But it's all I got

The air is heavy and hot
I need your touch
Too much... I can not

Are you the man I sought
I have a hunch
But it's all I got

Wants forever fought
I need you a bunch
To much... I can not

These feelings will surely rot
Becoming my much
But it's all I got

Your secrets can't be bought
Price tag reads zilch
Too much... I can not
Sorry to put you on the spot
MaryJane Doe May 2014
His scent
   lingered
and so did I
I drew him in
a pheromone high

Feeling things
        I'd never felt
I was high as ever
off the way that he smelt

Like labor
a nit and grit flavor
just strong enough to savor
with a hint
    of old leather
there is no smell better

feeling the scent (sent)
   like a love laced letter
his smell gets me high
always makes me feel better

A pheromone high
   I can't deny
as long as it lingers
          so will I
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
In her poetic attraction
She found satisfaction
And the man in her bed
Was not the man in her head
He would never share the beauty
She held in her mind
As she watched him sleep
Knowing full well
He was blind
But a poets mind
Is hard to find
And loneliness
Is none too kind
So she swallowes her pride
Lying ,
With the man in her bed
While drifting off
To the one in her head
MaryJane Doe Jul 2014
Heavy
     To loom too soon
Impending doom
As I battle with a shadow
  In the middle of the room
THis Mind is Mine
    Though I lost it
On the tracks
  Along with the time
Another line
  Crossed
For a very small cost
  As I wonder on the blunder
      Of the things that I've lost

Consume a mushroom
& a mushroom will consume
Left me lying
  Crying
  I'm Dying!
In this Mind of mine
  My tomb
MaryJane Doe May 2014
Liquor on her lips
    Long before she arrived
As She walked
    She had thoughts
Of a love
       Long denied
And her pride
   Fell
As she stumbled
   Straight to hell
Sipping
   On pre game
Shame blame
MaryJane Doe Aug 2014
He's

Licking

     His lips

    And I wish

They were mine
MaryJane Doe Jun 2014
We made love
In my rocking chair
We swayed and rocked
Without a care
I wasn't wearing
Underwear
I climbed on top
& took you there
You ran your fingers
Threw my hair
I'd let you put them
Anywhere
You lifted my dress
My body bare
Eyes brightened,
You began to stare
I'll never forget
My rocking chair
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
Excuse me
as I slip into
my scape goat
over coat
From its safety
I pull a note
that I wrote
last night
just after the fight
I gained my sight
and away i did write
But this morning I woke
not half as bold
just cold
so excuse me
as I slip into
my scape goat
over coat
hand you a note
and walk away
like I never intended to stay anyway
I'm cold
as I leave
heart tucked under the sleeve
of my scape goat over coat
only leaving
this heartless heartfelt note
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
She jotted the moment
Capturing it in essence
   And he watched
As she scribbled
  Short life lessons
She wanted to remember
The hunger in his eyes
  As her pen jotted on
       It could tell no lies
  She wrote the word lonely
           In a silent cry
   This man was no poet
Left only to question
        Why?
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
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    Drink
         Our
             Milk
                  &
                   Eat
                     Our
                       Food

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  We're Were Big Kids Now
         We Snack
            On  A
             Train

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MaryJane Doe May 2014
In Somnia
     We don't sleep at night
So we tend to dream in the day
   Never fully knowing
If we're ever fully awake

Today
   I felt an earth quake
And it made my life shake
  & I wondered
        Is this
    My
      wake?

I heard whispers
    On the wind
Of a tornado
    As it spinned
& I pondered
   Are these my sins

A tsunami
    Came on me
And it calmed me
   As it thundered
& I wondered
   Am I really
A
   W
       A
           K
               E

           In Somnia
   We can't sleep at night
So we tend to dream in the day
  Never fully knowing
If we're ever fully awake
MaryJane Doe Jun 2014
Your sorry
    And I agree
  But not with another
     Apology
MaryJane Doe Jul 2014
As we lie
  White lights
In wide eyes

The sky
   Is on fire
And we
  Are a flame
Fueled
By desire

The sparks fly
  On the fourth of July
It's you and I
  Up high
Erupting simultaneously
With the bright night sky
MaryJane Doe May 2014
You see me
    With pity
It lies in your eyes
Plain like a stain
  In your little white lies

     The stains that remain
On your "white collar crimes"
I've ironed over irony
   All to many times

Plain as the veins
  In the whites of your eyes
No need to explain
   I've had my own highs

You see me
    With pity
It lies in your eyes
Plain like the stain
In your little white lies
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
Hail to thee
  Thy restless
    Queen
       Shant let
Her subjects
      Down
For these things
    She has seen
   She bare
      Thy heavy
    Crown

In our black
& white battle
  A pawn
Took her rook
   As she leapt
Into saddle
Sworn to behead
   All pawns & crooks

She rules by her rules
  As she captures the knight
        Jesters and fools
   Shant distract her tonight

For thy queen
   Shant find sleep
In this kingdom
    Of hate
  Her word
     She shall keep
She will have her
  Check Mate
MaryJane Doe May 2014
******
Burnt everything
        we owned
Down
   to the last bowl
All that remains
Is the echo
      
     Go!

  Sticks
         And
                 Stones

And now
All that's left
Is this feeling
  In my chest
So I'm holding
   My breath

So as not to let you go

  It's hard to be high
When we're really
  So low
MaryJane Doe Dec 2014
A line
A stitch
   In time
Seams
  To tend
To mend
    This mind
Of mine

Scars
Each line
  Rewind
To remind
  You'll know
When I sent it
That I meant it
  If it rhymed

A line
A stitch
In time
  Seams
To tend
To mend
  This pathetically
    poetic
mind
      Of mine
MaryJane Doe Mar 2015
Secrets don't make friends
They break
   A sacred bond
One you can never mend

In this
  Fabric of time
A life
  It's just a line
Mine...
  "I'm fine"
& you've crossed me
One more time

  They say
a stitch in time
Can tend to save you
      Nine
But it seems
  These seams
I tend & mend to
Cost me
All of mine
Think i finally got it out.
MaryJane Doe Mar 2016
They say
  "A stitch in time
      Can tend to save you nine"
But it seems
   These seams
I tend
  To mend
      Have cost me
All of mine

Caught in the fold
   Just between the lines
         Where seams
Are more than seems
   And dreams
Are hung to dry
  The fabric of time
Just matter on the line
MaryJane Doe Jun 2014
It takes more
than a stroke of genius
to create a masterpiece.
Thousands of strokes
on the Mona Lisa's smile
and still
she doesn't seam pleased.
MaryJane Doe Jan 2015
I don't need much...
   Just a touch
     Is enough

Show me
    How you want me
       Baby
Make me feel
    Your lust
  
Pin me down
  And take me
Dominate
  And saturate me

     Penetrate me
          Baby
  Make me feel
Your ******

To taste
Your fingertips
  With your lips
Upon my hips

  Show me
How you want me
        Baby
  Make me feel
     Your kiss

With ease
If you should please
You could bring me
To my knees

   Make me
Show you
       Baby
Like the breeze
  That blows
These trees
MaryJane Doe Oct 2014
I pray
for lonely women
this Sunday
afternoon
in the dark corners
of dive bars
none
too soon
they flock
to the watering holes
humming
sad tunes
then slink
to the shady corners
of an underlit room
so I prey
for these

lonely

women
on this Sunday
after noon 0;)
MaryJane Doe Mar 2015
A stitch in time
  Can save you
       Nine
But it seems
  These seams
Have cost me
     Mine
MaryJane Doe Mar 2016
I ask not
For your hand
In marriage
I long
For so much
More
Wont you see
These hands
As ours
In life
Forevermore
MaryJane Doe Jul 2015
Tell me
Who you
want me
To be
Tell me
what would
make you
happy
All I am
It's tryin to be
Every thing you need

Tell me
All your
Darkest
Secrets
I cross my heart
I swear
I'll keep it
True to you
In all I do
All I wanna be
  Is every thing you need

Tell me
All your
Fantasies
But only
If they
Involve me
Baby
All I am
Is tryin a be
  Every thing
You need

So tell me now
While I'm on my knee
I take you
  Do you take me
  Your everything I need

         Marry me?
Sounds country in my head... needs more work but I like it so far.
MaryJane Doe Nov 2015
Burnt in my mind
Is my first memory.
Do you remember
Saving me?

Tapped in a corner,
Behind a chair.
I might not be here,
If you havent been there.

Too young to know
Not to light things on fire.
I set the curtains ablaze
With the flick of a lighter.

You were just barely
Starting to walk.
If I remember correctly
You couldn't even talk.

I can hardly recall
But I hold no doubt.
It was little you
Who put it out.

This holiday
I'm thankful for no other,
Than the boy who saved my life
My little brother. ♡

Thank you
MaryJane Doe May 2015
I lost myself
On a mountainside
Along a trail of flowers
I'd left behind

One
You'd never
Come to find

Forget me
Knots
Hadn't crossed your mind

Alone along the trail
  I left pieces
of my pride

& I lost myself
On that mountainside
In the forget me nots
You hadn't come to find
I still haven't seen seven falls
MaryJane Doe Apr 2014
They say
Only father time can tell
But I never hear him speak
So I listen to mother nature
For the answers
That I seek
Instinct
Woven
Into my jeans
The fabric of life
Those itty bitty things
Just strings
A theory
Connecting the dots
As I search for the answers
Amongst forget me not 's
MaryJane Doe Nov 2015
Early is the mourning
Of the glory that shall pass
Cold is the forelorning
As I dream of the past

In the days of old
The knights were still bold
Now its foretold
That the nights will be cold

This chivalrous knight of mine
Rides in with winter wind
Freezing the vine
And my heart in the end

I'll wake in the morning
To find that glory has past
The nights are freezing
And cold hearts
         Cant last
Inspired by you :)
MaryJane Doe Jul 2014
Sometimes
I speak for you
In the back of my mind
& you whisper
Sweet words to me
Oh so divine
& I tell you
Unknowingly
Your oh to kind
In the beauty of the silence
And your unsure why
It's simply
That you speak to me
In the back of my mind
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