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493 · Mar 2015
The Visit
Micheal Wolf Mar 2015
I looked into his eyes again tonight. Dark empty and soulless. We had summoned him. Jack and I. That's Mr Daniels to you.
He often passed by or sent his dog to visit but tonight was different, special. He heard the bottles klink to no expectation, but when he heard the capsules spinning on the table, it was an invite he simply couldn't refuse.
He didn't rush. No need to be crass, for patience was his strongest quality after all.
No one let him in. He simply appeared and took his seat at the table, measured what was left in the bottle and counted the capsules.
He simply waited. Often his visits were swift and he never left alone. But some he knew had no certainty. He couldn't offer a helping hand or guidance for he never interfeared, "Heaven forbid!" He loved irony, as although he had never visited heaven personally, you will understand he had dropped off many travellers.
Hours passed and dawn came with a jolt and pain. Closely followed by ***** and self loathing. As I left the bathroom head pounding I thought I saw him leave, just a shadow. Until next time. The next party for one.
Dark work
492 · Jan 2014
I walk the night
Micheal Wolf Jan 2014
Im happy in mediocrity
The face that no one sees
The smile that passes by
Forgotten in the blink of an eye

I walk the night,  can't stand the light
I walk the night, can't stand the light
When morning comes... you find me gone.

As soon as I've passed their gaze
They don't see me their not phased
I walk between night and day
They just look the other way



I walk the night,  can't stand the light
I walk the night, can't stand the light
When morning comes... you find me gone.

When you sleep at night
Turn out the light its me there
The matress dips the shiver hits
You know someones watching you

I walk the night,  can't stand the light
I walk the night, can't stand the light
When morning comes... you find me gone.
491 · May 2016
Someone said
Micheal Wolf May 2016
I once commented upon the pants ******* rollercoaster ride that is life
Someone said "What you consider important today, will not be a priority tomorrow"
Tell that to a cancer patient
A parent whos child is bullied
A lover who finds texts on their partners phone
A child who looses a parent..
Maybe we were on a different ride in a different car after all
491 · Sep 2015
Refused please
Micheal Wolf Sep 2015
Locked doors no keys
Closed minds,
Can't see
Shaken heads
Tut after tut
Knows nothing
But a know it all
Just media lies
But an expert on all
That's the price
Of being a pawn
490 · May 2017
Speak to me
Micheal Wolf May 2017
There are thoughts that become questions in every mind.
Some must remain thoughts.
Others are spoken, but not for all to hear.
Such thoughts can be enlightened to the receptive.
Or simply noise to the unhearing.
There is always the postilion where no driver is there to speak.
No ears to hear
Just a lone traveller
Alone with their thoughts
487 · Jul 2014
Fear
Micheal Wolf Jul 2014
There is a wilderness
A desert devoid of all thought
Empty of reason
Abandoned by all but despair
Wanted by no man
Shunned
And yet close counsel to many
Not here to be controlled
Placed upon earth for more
Written or my friend. Public with her permission
487 · Feb 2013
Back from the brink
Micheal Wolf Feb 2013
I'm a remnant of a past me.
Driven to the brink
Yet now a few steps back from the edge
Stolid in how I view life
Bereft of a need to just be
Longing to find peace
Together or alone it doesn't matter
Some days are unbearable
Others palatable
A few dire
But if your lucky there is a tomorrow
It may not be your tomorrow
But tomorrow none the less.
483 · Aug 2013
Just a little
Micheal Wolf Aug 2013
Just a little
No more
Not to much
Not greed
Not avarice
Not betrayal
No more than necessary
No less than to fulfill
None left
None to give
None to take
Only remnants
Only an echo
Only a trace
Just a little
482 · Jun 2015
Love don't see a postcode
Micheal Wolf Jun 2015
Painted moons and  rainbow sky
Unicorns and butterflies
A princess for him
A prince for her
But continents divided them
Her friend said go on give it a try
But time zones confuse a goodnight
Hard to hold a vacant slot
When you're asleep and they are not
So love doesn't see a postal code
Flesh and blood sadly does
So once again fate plays a part
In keeping lovers
Far
Apart
A friend's comment sowed a seed
481 · Mar 2013
The world within your hands
Micheal Wolf Mar 2013
You should look forward to seeing the person you come home to as much as they do you.
You have that, you hold the entire world within your hands
Keep tight hold
480 · Jul 2013
Philip
Micheal Wolf Jul 2013
Today I chatted with Philip
I'm not comfortable with his visit
Philip although being small
Has really ruined my day
No matter what I've tried to do
He's been in the way and made me blue
He will I suspect grow each day
Till he or I go away
I'm not sure who will give in first
So plan for the worst and expect the best
You see Philip is a real snide
The way he hides inside
Me or you it's gonna be
And I'm gonna fight *****.
480 · Feb 2013
They must be!!!!
Micheal Wolf Feb 2013
So people think where at it
They think we're on the job
Touching where the sun don't shine
The horizontal jog
Sneaking round in darkness
A bunk up here and there
A bit of a knee trembler
Oh when oh where!
I suppose they see a something
That neither of us do
Is it what they would do
It they were me and you?
Well sorry to deflate them
It isn't really so
We never got between the sheets
Or any other joy
So just to set the record straight
We haven't popped the cork!
It just gives you a purpose
A topic for to talk!
A cheeky retort to a quizling
480 · Feb 2017
Rules for modern dating
Micheal Wolf Feb 2017
Never fall in love with an equestrian girl
Because she always dreaming of something between her thighs and it aint you!

Never love a woman with more than 2 cats, because she's already half way to the asylum and you don't want that!

Never buy a car, one owner, from new from a woman who can't show you where the oil goes too.

Never argue with a woman. You think you're discussing, she thinks shes telling you and you won't win that.

Never go to bed angry. You don't need to. Because she will always remind you first thing you wake in any case.

Never date an old friend. Because she will remember everything even if you don't

Never fall for a foreigner in a far away land. Because you're just an option
One of many they have
479 · Mar 2014
Words restrained
Micheal Wolf Mar 2014
He wretched with fear not knowing what to do. Feelings enveloped him like waves yet to no avail. His core torn between abandoning reality and a journey he could not make. What if they met and it was his all? But their nothing. That would be death of the spirt. The worst sum of all fears. No more words to write, unedited.
478 · Apr 2017
One Night
Micheal Wolf Apr 2017
I asked her to sleep with me
But I wanted her to stay awake more than anything
475 · Mar 2016
Grumpiness
Micheal Wolf Mar 2016
There is a place within us all where grumpiness makes its home.
It lurks and festers like a sorid disease and waits for the day it chooses to be seen.
Seldom seen by the one who caused it, more ofter let loose on the one who adores you.
But like anger, fear, hate and love, grumpiness is just another part of us.
But always beware for it can mutate and become depression and cause more pain.
So scream and shout and let it rip! Tell grumpiness go pack its ****
Sling your hook and ****** off you're not wanted here anymore.
And while you find another to plague i'll be sat with a cup of Earl Grey
Wondering how you had the gaul to cage my smile you emotional fraud.
475 · Dec 2015
The place
Micheal Wolf Dec 2015
There are places that you can sit and only hear the wind tumbling the sand or the leaves rustling.
They are places of great solace and immeasurable calm.
We each have our own.
When you share such a place you share a part of you, and in doing so exchange a memory.
For that place will never be the same to you.. Or them.
475 · Apr 2016
last kiss
Micheal Wolf Apr 2016
I kissed her like my life depended upon it
I didn't know it did.
474 · Jan 2017
The jar
Micheal Wolf Jan 2017
Write words down that you can't say on paper each and every day.
Drop them into a great big jar
Read them months later and release them and cleanse the soul
Or depress the **** out of yourself
They did burn well though
470 · Mar 2014
A heart lost
Micheal Wolf Mar 2014
She never spoke of him. It was as though he had never existed. Blanked out like a barrier. Often he would ask of him, had she heard? He was in the papers, through no malice, nor ignorance. Just asking.  Only to be greeted with a subtle diversion or a slight raise of the eye. A taboo subject.
For whilst he held her love, he knew he never held her heart.
That was taken decades ago by another. Whilst he grew ever stronger, she ever supporting, withered and lost herself. Simply absorbed. Then after a time, drained, surplus, discarded. Left alone with her thoughts of why, why not and woe be gone. That was when he found her again. Lost inside herself, alone. So often he had seen the way she followed him giving her all.  Whilst painfully he watched him, take, take her all and from others. Whilst she believed he was hers. His next mark, ******* the life out of them in parallel to her. They got together in an accident for her security, for him everything. Then one day on the train he saw he was to be married. He closed the paper folded it and tucked it under my arm. I always placed it on the desk in the hall for her to read later. He called out to her. But there was no answer. In the kitchen simply a note. "Thankyou and goodbye" She had learnt her craft well.
An attempt at flash writting from a headline or press piece.
469 · May 2015
Her love garden
Micheal Wolf May 2015
In youth he courted her as men do
He would bring flowers to her door
Roses on her pillow, petals scattered in affection
What was expected under loves direction
They married and this remained
Over the years kids came it wained
They built a home together
A place of their own
Amazingly he felt alone
The dream wasn't to buy her flowers
But to plant a garden where they could walk
A place to sit in twilight years
Watch the grandkids end the fears
469 · Mar 2014
Where will you take me.
Micheal Wolf Mar 2014
He watches her. First contact like adrenaline to the mind, a muse in some ways. Her smile so wide and eyes so bright like a beacons. Her arms outstretched swept back "This is me!!!!" "Me ******* it all of me!! My soul bared before you! Can't you see I'm drowning" Time has passed since that day and the cry from the soul masked by that smile. He wonders: Did they notice? Care?  Or miss her plea. That was then. I was not there to respond to the cry, the hazed clouds in the photo, etheric, symbolic, real, yet imaginary. This is now, not the snapshot in time passed but the aftermath of it. I see her!!!!!!, her words cry out to me hauntingly yet painting a live landscape each day. Daily I step in and out of it its realm each time glimpsing a little more detail. Each time a little more revealled, or not for she never lets her feelings be known. They are tucked away safely healing from past marauders. She is hidden beneath layers of armour, some visible to the observer and some spiritual like magnetic fields surrounding mother earth. Protective letting light in but keeping the harmful forces away. Others drift in and out of her world, each picture shows a different emotion. Friendship, compassion, respect, yet tempered, restrained. So all the observer sees is a projection. For she has many faces and much armour beneath her cocked hat one eye exposed. The question is. What will she write today? Where will she take me? Or will she simply go on her own journey.....
My attempt at explaining how reading anothers work can spur your own.
Re written more times than a ****** draws rise and fall
467 · Jan 2022
Bottled up
Micheal Wolf Jan 2022
Fit to burst and burning inside
Thoughts of harm and despair all the time.

Reach out they say. If only I could.
Why tell the world I've had enough?

Read it on Facebook and Instagram too and twitter to make sure they all knew
But what's the point? None can help, when you're living in your mental hell.

So say nothing,
Smile,
Carry on,
They won't know until I'm gone.

I thought by now things would be better but it's like yesterday replays only darker and worsens.

Alone and cold, walking in shame as you didn't fit in to this human game

So some pills or a bridge, oh the sea looks inviting! Will it stop all this pain if I leave the world quietly?
Written after another local guy took his own life.
466 · Nov 2012
Now? Nothing
Micheal Wolf Nov 2012
I lie alone. My thoughts are not here, they are with her.
I don't know what she thinks, I only know an insane void is in my heart. Tearing at my soul.
The torment of not knowing why claws at my very substance.
I imagine the DNA that binds me falling apart, decaying like spent particles in a dying sun.
Now? Nothing..
465 · Mar 2013
Love monkeys
Micheal Wolf Mar 2013
Love is blind
Deaf and dumb
When your young and full of ***
As you age it gets fuzzy
Scared your mistakes will catch you up
When your old only then you know
Which was the love that you let go
Micheal Wolf Mar 2013
Picture the scene
Together yet apart
Falling asleep alone
Mind creating a alternate world
A world were he is all
He is the arms that hold you
The lips that kiss you
A duet of pleasure he caresses you
You are transcended
Morning comes he's not there
You go to work, sit at your desk
There he is, he passes you say hi
He raises a smile, sheepish
Not because of the night before
For he was not there
He never was
Well not until you close your eyes
Tonight
465 · Dec 2016
Naked for a cause
Micheal Wolf Dec 2016
Why are you naked and stood in the road.

I am protesting for others who are enslaved in the east.
They work in sweatshops and are tortured for greed.
Making shirts for shops to sell to you
Cheaper and cheaper your hands has their blood.

Come inside get cleaned up you're filthy too please oh please let me help you.

I can't because oil companies exploited a tribe and poisoned their water and all of them died.
So your heating is shamefull and your water is theft.
Take off your clothes and join me instead.


Well lets get some food and at least check you out, that cough sounds bad and the sores can be dressed.
You can't fight their cause if you're starving to death.

You food is the product of toture and greed
The beasts are in cages and slaughtered in fear
Your crops are GM and killing the earth, become a vegan you know it makes sense.

So all that I have and all that I do is offensive to you?
You're a product of that, with your middle class dad who worked to his death so bills could be paid
He paid through the **** and then with his life for your schooling and dance and all you now hate.
You judge me and others as state sponsored **** while you pioisly lecture then sit smoking dope.

That cough that sounds bad will your mum come soon?
Take you to swiftly to the emergency room, private of course and step daddy pays! You're just rebelling and finding your way.
Then Dr will treat you with a little jab. Tested on monkeys in someones lab
He was at the same Uni and you drank with him, he used his degree and did good with it.
We have evolved, be it good or bad
We've made mistakes and some so bad
But fight from within and make that your goal because hugging a tree will just get you cold
Now go find a cause and work for its good
Because you're an embarrassment to all of us!
For Hannah Egbert
465 · Feb 2014
Panic stained
Micheal Wolf Feb 2014
Panic stained all that I touched
Viral in some ways making it sick
Midas touched and gold followed
I touched and only pain
The destruction of worth
Nothing golden only deep darkness
Touch no more
Something I messed about with for weeks after the viewing Bergmans seventh seal
463 · Feb 2013
Valentines mistake
Micheal Wolf Feb 2013
Oh Valentine oh valentine
Like every other year
You get a card from a geek
The guy you thought quite weird
He's stalked you now for months on end
And finally tried his luck
He should have checked the wedding ring
The three kids and a dog!!!
463 · Feb 2014
The living list
Micheal Wolf Feb 2014
Bucket lists are all the rage but life's for living at this stage
Make a list of what matters and why
When you read it try to laugh not cry
What I like and what I want are sometimes only just for fun
What I need is more of the point and why that is, is seldom said
As thoughts career within my head
I want to feel like I belong
Not to a group but to someone
I want to know I make them smile
Even if only for a while
Who needs a list to sort this stuff
Who wants to tick them one by one
All is lost and all is found
So no point in writing anything down
Micheal Wolf Jan 2014
I saw the sun and the clouds today
The sun kept peeking out trying to play
Then tonight the stars they came too
Of course they just reminded me of you
But you're not here just the cold lonely moon
But in my head you were never gone
So wherever you are and what ever you do
Look up at the moonmI'm looking too
For Charlie my daughter
462 · Oct 2017
A walk in the rain
Micheal Wolf Oct 2017
Bottle tops and plastic bags, cardboard cups and empty wraps.
Silver foil the chocolate gone and Mc Donalds bags blown along.
Dog mess left by lazy owners and cigarette butts tosed and thrown.
The rain so fine it frosts your glasses, the wind blows it and soaks your mac.
Shake dog shake as the rain soaks in, passing freinds as we walk by, the doorman always gives him a pat.
Then pass the noise of the latest gig as we come to where he likes to sit.
A pint of Guinness for his soaken dad and pats and cuddles from all his fans.
462 · Oct 2017
Interaction
Micheal Wolf Oct 2017
Interaction

I have said before, that the shortest distance between two souls is a smile.
The longest, a silence.
For daily we meet people.
Some, no words exchanged and yet an imprint left upon our being that won't fade.
While others speak a thousand words, none impact, their vocality hollow and lost upon you.
But here is the thing.
A smile has many facets.
A smile has no language, no need of a translator, no passport norr permissions sought.
Once you have seen a smile that penetrated your walls, your barriers and fears, it is like wanting a fix.
The yearning to have one more shot.
The adulation, the comfort, the everything.
Has someone smiled like that to you?
What did you do....
462 · Nov 2012
thoughts
Micheal Wolf Nov 2012
I thought he had a limp she thought he was stiff, you thought he hurt his back, the nurse thought his feet. Only he thought he'd farted in fact it was the ***** !
461 · Feb 2015
oh
Micheal Wolf Feb 2015
oh
So many things tear me apart
Like an executioner with his last blow
When the Tempests clouds tear apart.... screaming with the betrayal....  
clarity...
No nay never
But like the sunlight...
Dances, trips in...
But to no measure
Then suddenly without the  hue of all,
is all reality
unparalleled by none
And her beauty was born....
But for who
459 · Feb 2015
Buckinghams Palace
Micheal Wolf Feb 2015
In youth they swooned when she entered a room, she had her choice of men.
She commanded them without a word and they always did her bidding.
But not all would woo, bow and scrape.
A few ignored her and her ways.
For that alone she was intrigued why they favoured others, and not she.
So one by one she picked them off to prove she could have just what she wants.
A plan she had and then the rub... Her best friends man, he was one.
A sanctioned **** it came to be and then that night she did the deed.
A foolish game for all to play as it ended all from that day.
The trust for all had now been lost and what in all was the cost?
To simply prove she could have it all, then loose the same before the dawn.
Something old
459 · Apr 2016
Fake up
Micheal Wolf Apr 2016
I was left high up in the ugly tree dumped and the stork flew away!
I turned to look around me and you guessed it I slipped and fell
Falling fast I hit every branch until I hit the ground
I landed face first where a cow had just crapped, my welcome to the world
I stood up and shook myself, my body not its best, was this the start of something or the begining of the end
I went to school, college too and I just dealt with it all
The snears and making fun off me I learned to ignore
I was different or odd or not the same as you, why it mattered so much I never really knew
I stopped looking in mirrors, I probably scared kids
I don't like my photograph in fact it makes me sick
I wear clothes that hide my shape they really never fit
I have the body of the demon
But an angel hides within
See past all the labels the stigmas you attached
I am no different it's you that lives the lie
The colour of my hair and skin is just how I am wrapped
I am all I'll ever be, no make up heels or fillers to make me look the part
My face doesn't dissolve at night or rub off on my pillow
My lips are crooked, eyebrows thin and my teelth may not be straight
But I spend my cash putting dinner on my kids plates not make up on my face
So judge me not on what you see
Don't judge me at all!
You never earned the right too
You never will at all
458 · Jul 2013
Not now
Micheal Wolf Jul 2013
Always next time or tomorrow or next week
Then it simply never comes as you procrastinate
You sit finding things to do that needed doing
But not what needs to be done
Then time ran out
To late to procrastinate
455 · Apr 2018
All She Was
Micheal Wolf Apr 2018
She was A storm swept dark moon.
Many watched and envied her suitors.
Imagined her in many ways.
But if you closed your eyes and listened.
All you could hear was a caged bird singing.
Trapped in her own confines.
454 · Sep 2013
VX
Micheal Wolf Sep 2013
VX
And then, silence fell.
The city was fluid before
No signs of conflicts or hate
No rage
People shopped as any other day
They didn't know, no one could
People fell, as thought fainting
Only to shake then be still
None immune, none spared.
Now silence.
453 · Mar 2016
In deaths life
Micheal Wolf Mar 2016
In death I have no secrets from the living
As they paw over my carcas and treasures
Sharing the spoils of a life lost, be they my organs or chattles

In death I have no power over the living
As they discuss my demise and a lifes peaks and troughs, those they knew of

In death I only have silence for no word will be uttered on my behalf, no lament
For in death I am alone,
As I was in life
As I am in life
As I embrace death
Micheal Wolf Feb 2013
Tug at my hair
Nibble my neck
Oh kiss me there I'm all a wreck
Fingers entwined hands up high,
Kiss me harder I feel alive
Down my neck across my chest
Oh god I want more lift my dress
Run your tongue across my chest
I want you now get undressed
Almost made it to the bed
Oh do me on the stairs instead
Oh this is how I dreamt it would be!
Take me to bed and ravish me
Hang on
NO
Who's in my bed!
It's me you see
I'm still asleep
Night's like this
I simply weep
Circa 1998
450 · Aug 2013
I
Micheal Wolf Aug 2013
I
Many times I walked that same beach
Many times I collected shells
Many times I paddled
Many times I watched the sunset
Many times I felt the sea on my feet
Many times I felt the sun and the wind
Many times only I alone
It's the same sun
The same sea
The same shore
But now it's different
I don't walk alone
I need a dog!
449 · Mar 2017
Buy me
Micheal Wolf Mar 2017
Both ends of the scale darling x!
Love isn't something you can purchase
It is only ever a gift
Sometimes unwanted
Sometimes dreamed of
But only true when given selflessly

I may make that a poem
448 · Aug 2013
Starting prices
Micheal Wolf Aug 2013
It's a race the rats won't enter
Rodents have more sense
Than working just to live
In a place we only rent
For the humans run the planet
Well that is what they think
Reality is they've lost it
There is no human race.
444 · Mar 2016
Come and Go
Micheal Wolf Mar 2016
We skip through life in the blink of an eye
Collecting and loosing at the same time
From emotional highs to their woeful lows
The years fly by unnoticed by most
From loves great moments to the losses and pain
We learn from experience and begin to hold fear
Fear of the night and of being alone
Fear of rejection and life on our own
So be it walking or skipping or running for your life
Put on the breakes and open your eyes
Because if it's all gone in the blink of an eye
You where born and you died and never lived life
444 · Sep 2013
Fuzzywuggle
Micheal Wolf Sep 2013
She is a beautiful woman
With a beautiful face
With a beautiful heart
In a state of grace
Im in a mire
A mind in a state
Fuzzywuggle brain
All over the place
Uploading old stuff from paper
444 · Aug 2015
So you know
Micheal Wolf Aug 2015
Listening to the stories they wallow in past glories with no grasp of the now
Always first to speak and last to listen
Never existed just pull up your socks
Fake to gain attention
Always been odd that one
Where did they go
Never said goodbye
Selfish
443 · Aug 2019
pof
Micheal Wolf Aug 2019
pof
A Poem by Me  POF

I read "No photo of me, so no reply!" Like starting a fight with her opening line.
So I removed mine! I'm rebel at heart, but I do have them if you choose to enquire.
But are photos all that define us now?
I am willing to take a chance they are not.
But I do have photos and you're welcome to see, when your ready, if you're chatting to me.
But the photos are not of me holding a dog or my two daughters to bolster my cause. To show you I am a wonderful dad or that the gym is clearly my second home.
There are no photos of me a decade ago in Summer shorts that my ex chose!
If you understand what I am trying to say, it's because all profiles seem to read the same.
The five in a photo and the blond is me!
Do the other four even know they're on here?
You like to stay in and you like to go out. Do you need a photo to prove that?
You like food, and love to cook and dine out here's my dinner just look at that!
Then there's the best and one I like most
"No players please" I have had enough.
Oh ladies please!! Men are like shoes, have you ever bought the first pair you chose?
And the runner up tickles me so, own teeth and hair, and must be tall. A taller woman in heels is great. It's not my ego thats in the way.
So am I cynical or speaking the truth? Have you seen yourself in the words above?
I didn't write to offend at all, but maybe one of you gets the point.
Should men give a list of do's and don'ts?
As women do, like designing a doll.
Should we list make up and spandex as miss selling and cheat, and list only women above 5ft 3.  I hope my words made you laugh. If not cheery bye and good look on POF.
Written long ago in jest
Micheal Wolf Mar 2018
She may not be here now, or you there.
She may have passed before you, so you couldn't tell her.
She may be frail and no longer know you, and the words you say seem lost.
She may be alone as you went before her, but you're always in her thoughts.
But know in your heart how she loved you so much and brought you into this world.
For nine months she carried what you have now become you are her best work.
Then she wrapped you, named you and held you, so close in her loving arms.
So today tell her you love her wherever you both may be.
It's sometimes easy to forget, she's the reason that you are here!
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