Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Jan 2019 Pat Lynett
Bella
ivy
 Jan 2019 Pat Lynett
Bella
ivy
poison ivy
the looks so innocent
so sweet

the raindrops like pearls
brightening your evergreen
looks

do you feel lost
staring out of the window
at a nature wall
into the depths of it

not knowing who you are
 Jul 2018 Pat Lynett
emnabee
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
 Apr 2018 Pat Lynett
S K Anderson
I couldn't care less about
"Inspirational Quotes"
I don't need to be told that
the present is a gift
or what the best thing about
rock bottom is
or that only I can stop forest fires.

If I was to write one myself,
it would have less to do with
landing in the stars,
and more to do with
how much better you could see them
if you had the eyes of an octopus.

See,
Octopi have such phenomenal eyes.
The spectrum of color they see
makes our own look like
the ****** box of crayons
you get at a kids restaurant.
Whereas an octopuses,
would be the beautiful,
64 Crayola pack
I always wanted as a kid.

If I ever went blind,
I think I'd get octopus eye replacements.
And yeah,
I'd probably look weird because
they'd be too big for my head
but can you imagine how
strange and incredible
it would be?
And it wouldn't matter how I look because
how I see things
is more important to me
than how I'm seen.

If there was even the
slightest chance,
of seeing though the
eyes of an octopus,
that's reason enough to be alive.

And if I could take your life
or your perspective,
and change it even a bit,
that's reason enough too.

So look through the
eyes of an octopus.

Can you imagine the stars?
This is one of my very favorite poems that I've ever written.
Can you imagine the stars?
***
 Mar 2018 Pat Lynett
z
when people are in love
they often say
they simply fell
tripped over their own two feet
face forward
and into the arms of their beloved

i did more than simply fall
onto the ground of your love

you, for me
were an ocean
and i dived
headfirst
roughly
harshly
almost painfully
into the waters of “you”

i knew i could not swim
but i did so anyway
i was drowning
entangled in you
surrounded by this being of “you”
engulfed in this feeling of “you”

and i did not know what came over me
but i let myself drown
i did not try to swim back up
because if i went back to land,
releasing myself from your grasp
that would mean losing the feeling of “you”

and after
submerging into the depth
the love
the passion
of “you”

how could i ever leave?
 Mar 2018 Pat Lynett
Kaleigh
No Daniel, I won't listen.

Don't need your ****, just to do another one of your sinful deeds.

I grew up on main street, where the creatures really meet.

My dad is a good man, but is so far gone.

Rain hits my skin like bullets, another dream?


It's hard to remember.

Who I want to be.

Love ain't for me, I just want a cancerstick and to weep.

I travel late at night, searching for a way home.

But it's already dried in the dirt, the way your words burn, baby they hurt.


No light to guide my way, I sway in the dark, a spark flies.

My shaking eyes, I see a figure run and hide.

Bangs ring out from every direction.

I feel my stomach tighten, a sweet taste of crimson.

Oh my father, my time has come.


It's hard to remember.

Who I want to be.

Love ain't for me, I just want a cancerstick and to weep.

I travel late at night, searching for a way home.

But it's already dried in the dirt, the way your words burn, baby they hurt.


With my final breath, there was no peace.

Rain hits my skin like bullets, is it another dream?

Mother, father, please rock me to sleep, rock me to sleep.

That sweet taste of gunpowder, staining my teeth.
 Feb 2018 Pat Lynett
Kimber
addicted
 Feb 2018 Pat Lynett
Kimber
I keep throwing gasoline on my already burning problems.

I'm addicted to the pain.
 Feb 2018 Pat Lynett
Jade Lima
Hold me.
Let me feel your touch one more time.
Let me know that it wasn’t all a lie.
I’m breaking apart and the end for me seems to be nigh.
You were the one person who didn’t make me want to hide.
So tell me, why did we have to run out of time?
I need your presence.
You made me feel effervescent.
I can feel myself pondering on the essence.
But you seem to be fading away.
Oh dear god what I would do if you would stay.
Hell knows I won’t be okay.
But the only thing I can do now is try to find my place.
 Feb 2018 Pat Lynett
Jade Lima
I still love you,
But something wasn’t right.
I still love you,
It’s hard to make it through these nights.
I still love you,
I just wish I could make things right.
I still love you,
And I hope you’re alright.
Next page