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Leaetta May Oct 2018
I'll stand here at the sink
And have my tea
and sip and think
and let the sun shine
on my hands
and cups and plates and pots and pans
and what a lovely place to be
and thankful that it's all for me

And let the wind come in the door
and through the window
to dry the floor
and when I've hung the clothes outside
I'll sit and wait to take a ride
To share the sunshine's gift to me
That I am happy
as happy can be
Leaetta May Sep 2018
phil roberts
BABY, LIKE CRAZY

As I lie here
With eyes closed softly
I think deeply of you
And I inhale stars
The scent of twinkling light
So fresh and alive
Sparkling gentle inside me
And I want to write this feeling
So tentatively
As it must be
Like writing words on bubbles
Delicate and precious
Begging them not to disappear
Like dreams in the morning
Hello Phil where ever you are
  Sep 2018 Leaetta May
phil roberts
I have little thought for these days
As the future evaporates
And the past grows fat and vivid
I amuse myself with games of flashback
Faces and places flickering
Across an empty mind
Dragging their stories behind them
Dead memories metamorphosing
Into living visceral dreams
Where the flowers of love and loss
Are intertwined so closely
That with the passing of time
They each rob the other
Of some pain and glory
As reality gives way
To a realisation of truth

                                      By Phil Roberts
  Sep 2018 Leaetta May
Mohd Arshad
Lying in my arms,
Like a baby in those of its mother,
She murmured:

I need your hands to hold me;
Without branches I'd have to rustle!

The moon mirrored her face,
And she opened her eyes saying:

Your love be this sheen;
Though I die, it will glow on my grave!
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