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Rose Nov 2011
My brother, he was small once
But I don't remember that
I'm tough and he's big
(good thing cause in reality I'm freaked)
I love him even though he stinks
and on my birthday he dropped my cake
Mom shouldn't have given him the responsibility, what with his webbed hands and feet
He'll never forget it, neither will we
My brother, King of Swampy Pond
My brother the hippopotamus
Rose Jul 2016
Your eyes like the ocean
Just not as wet

I've kept my wits about me
Till the current
I didn't believe things that happened
were real on the Internet

Not even the people were real

Till my friend disappeared
Rose Aug 2017
Like a giant wave came from the ocean and ripped way past the tide and took out an entire town with people still living there with cats and dogs and children and homes .. and it left nothing to gather but moldy logs & smelly seaweed and salty tears
Rose Aug 2019
Her fingers that are so lovely
I wish she had one more of em
Lovely like honey
Her fingers slip and slide
Rose Jan 2012
I know I don't need to push you
you've got the strength
in your own legs and knees
to get you as far into the sky
as your hearts been wondering

you'll dance in the stars
take them as partners, one by one
each will belong to you
they'll dip you down into breathtaking reality
where it's just me pushing you
toward dreams

the stars haven't to do with anything
nor does the sky in which they play
the swing on which you sway
it's not about what they think
I write where they can take you but
you've your own vision of success
and if you don't... well I, at most,
feel bad

it's just me myself I'm talking about
I could become a meteorite
were I to ever hit the ground
Rose Nov 2011
A new page to dance across
Sing through and drive past
New page to create yourself

Or myself or his self, ourselves
On a shelf, high as a kite or
The stars twinkling with light,
Then in a negative state of mind
You explain your cries in the night

And with a sigh, I write a new page
A new life for you but not I

I’m just fine.
Rose Aug 2017
Big bug eyed and staring
A third degree burn
Doubled up &
Scratched it with sand
just to make sure the sting was real
Rose Nov 2012
Swallowed a fragment of a prayer
For an angel that's been pillaged by monetary gain
Not a shred of humanity remains

We can get by with just a couple of things
Like love, like faith
Like respect, hope and positivity
Do you see no worth in these?
How dare you think that way?
That we exist to serve you
That we are sailors on a ship of greed
Wouldn't you like to be happy?

You've been abandoned by your crew

And you always thought you were doing good

Ha
*******.
Rose Feb 2020
Love, a desert sun
Unforgiving.
It’s starting to burn
I’m getting thirsty

I want a love like
Margaritas in the summer
Anticipated
Savored

Instead
We woke up in a pool of blood
My blood
“Our blood.”

On Valentine’s Day,
I wore crotchless lingerie
Because I’m tired of staining everything
Rose Jan 2012
It’s been quite some time
Thin pale face staring back into mine
Skin is smooth
Eyelashes move
Thoughtless force
Like blades of grass
Hugging the hill of the horizon
Flutter into the wind

And behind
Bursting and sinking
Like that of your eyes
Greens and yellows
The suns red blood vessels
Blinding me momentarily

I’ll see you again after the dark
Friday, August 19th, 2011 at 3:50 am
Rose Jan 2012
The emotions evoked in me
Are nothing short of extraordinary
Revolutionary drug
You supply to me

Whisper through a bottle of wine
Sun takes the color of your eyes
And I am merely a product
Of your hand on mine

Lips shake at the sound of my name
Dancing over your tongue,
Drenching me in a melody
I've neither heard nor sung

Here we are,
And one by one,
You swallow my words of quivering
Sincerity, one by one.
Rose Feb 2012
i love your ***** skin and
the sound of your snores which
rattle my ear drums
i fall asleep,
my back curved to your torso
every night is a gift
and waking up with
your arms around my ribs
baby i am blessed
i love your ***** skin

more rapid than the waters,
i love you hotter than the sun
so lost in your movements
you are the only one
Rose Nov 2011
He calls me a Purple Sky
Glittering with pinholes of light
His Sunflower Girl,
Rising with love to cure the world

Vibrant like the Earth in May
Stole his heart, his mind, his games
A song waking up in the morning
That he sings until the evening
And will hum every day forward

He talks about running barefoot into the Forest,
Through prickers, past chipmunks
I say, “Let’s go, forget the discussion.”
He has work to do, he just likes to think about it
Tantalize himself with the idea of being carefree

Money won’t bring you freedom
It will twist and tie you into a knot
Climb a tree with a good book
See how it feels to be one with the earth
As a human
Rose May 2015
I saw Death creeping
Licking his chops
Preying

I watched him
On his tip-toes
Polish fruit and
Smell old ladies perfume

To him the days are
Light and easy
Moments don't add up
Time won't get heavy

But when the clock struck 8:01
You went with him
Where to, I don't know
I wish he would leave us alone
Rose Nov 2011
Where oh where
does my passion lay? In a shoebox,
under the staircase? I’ve been looking all day,
I guess it’s better off this way..
To be missing eternally
rather than found and broken,
a curse that bounds when spoken,
these days I hardly mention your name.
Most dreams are fairytales,
I need to pretend if I want to achieve.
I am living in honesty
or I am not living at all.
My passions been pressed into the page;
transformed from a natural beauty into something useful.
Rose Dec 2014
she slips down the hall
heels click in her hand
with a peek through the doorway
all hope fails to stand
she's lured in by its glow,
she sees love interlaced, sweating its sheets,
such tenderness is to her unknown

as she snakes out the house
she wonders aloud to herself,
"who is this hollow shell
taking my soul for a walk?"
Rose Feb 2016
People say that newborns are difficult
They don't sleep through the night
They don't eat at predetermined times
They don't communicate with words
No, a newborn won't play by your rules

A newborn can't grasp your concept of "life"
They are aware of only a need
for parental affection
They are tiny and helpless, so
Learn their feeding cues
Or notice if they just need you,
Not necessarily want the ****,
Because daddies are important too
They need your warmth, your breath, your scent

Don't be upset at a tiny babe for crying in the night
Respond to their heart wrenching cries
Which wake you from your slumber
Do it gently for their comfort is far more important
Than what ever schedule you're under

The hazy fading days blur into one another
until they're gone
and life becomes much harder
Suddenly, you've got yourself a toddler.
I realize we aren't all your generic mother/father combo, this is mostly about me reminding myself to be as patient with my toddler as I once was with my newborn. But, also, love your babies endlessly. Because every day they are growing and developing their attitude and wit.
Rose May 2015
Cleaning the fish bowl today
I realized
Not even goldfish
Enjoy swimming
In their own ****

Unlike you and me
We wallow in self pity
Rose Jan 2017
Wish my dad would visit me in my dreams
******* cartoons in Pixar movies get everything
Meanwhile we're living paycheck to bounced checks
No villains, no good guys, no adventures left
Only smeared gray sky
Rose Jan 2012
I'm listening to your foreign conversation
Distracting me from my study of mood rings
- repeating cycles, I should say.
A wide open view of blue greys
Behind pine trees
Density reminds me to reminisce
I shake my head
I think the kid who left - the lanky one
With glasses and greasy blonde hair -
Did it for the sake of chivalry - offering
His seat to me. I like to think this
But probably not.
Maybe he was late to class
And I Am Just
- well, What's your diagnosis,
doctor?

Thank you, everyone!
For all your existence
Some days I wonder how to find
Beauty in all of this - The joy is in
Acceptance, at the end of it
I saw a stream that ran into
A lake escaped into the Atlantic
and then drowned the entire Earth.
Rose Jan 2012
I need to be on point
no remorse, no recoil
you happened and now you've past
so at last

I think about how it's going to feel
to have to your hands all over me
besides a film reel
in a theater
that's been here
since we were ten
And how it's going to feel
to leave you standing there
alone, like me
finally

Sometimes revenge is all you need
Rose Dec 2011
"All agents are busy," a recording tells me repeatedly
I am not surprised by this frustrated feeling
I'm writing while I'm waiting
I would pick me in a heartbeat, I'd have a drink with me
And then I'd take me home alone and
Devour every bit of me
I can't get angry at you
No one's gonna love me like me
And so, this life is okay,
It seems solidarity is not the root of all evil things
It's when I try to combine what's yours
With what's mine,
Is a selfish beast made visible

"Hello, can I help you?"
Oh, finally! I say my name
I want to start in January
Which is in about 28 days,
and considering the alternative,
let's talk about irony.

I'll be honest, I don't have a good record
Quit every time, if you can remember
but ******* I love these words
**This has nothing to do with you.
Rose Dec 2018
Don’t ever run to a crying kitten
“Hello; where are you?”
Go back, go back.
A crying kitten grows silent,
the more you hold it
Inhales its last in your hands
Your palms tickled by its fur
Thick, small and muddy
Take a ritualistic breath
Plan its funeral
Run from a crying kitten
Pray its mother comes back
The most you can do is
Pray for a sick, crying kitten
I wrote this about my ex husband
Rose Nov 2011
My fingernails scratch bright
red through your skin
Dig, dig, digging around
in your organs
Need to find that sore, swollen
power house;
Shelter of let downs and searches for
lifts out
I'll break every rib in this cage to set you free

Would you look at what my hands of red have
gotten in?
Assume the sun rises orange over
each mountain
The hungry showdown makes me feel small
as a field mouse
Spent the day with the clouds just to pray,
guess I'm devout
I'd rather be walking through doors than
jumping out windows
It doesn't work this way but I'd
break every rib to set you free
This poem has been turned to a song..
http://soundcloud.com/treeziie/power-mouse
Rose Dec 2014
you can't read these
oh no you can't

while a claw foot
dances
tiptoed prances
i  just  lay  in  the tub
and the bubbles fill my lungs

with a porcelain skinned
perfect pink baby lips
puckered smile face plastered on
laughter reaches into your soul
Grips and Pulls it outside
(your soul is saturated
and  *pruning

from all the  soaking
in the tub)
you notice
somehow still intact
is the sparkle
on your finger
somehow still showing
up

**** who'd a thunk huh?

there's a blue to her
a sort of hue to her
that makes her shine more than all the rest
she hasn't got a clue in her
not a clue about her
own self she's living in
i love you baby i love you baby
its so easy to say it ain't it
i love you baby i love you baby
in reality **who's paying?
Rose Apr 2017
I long so hard to please you,
To live up to promises I bled
I swore this new life would save me
But I was wrong again my friend

Maybe I'll save up some money
To go in the fall far away
I say this because I've become more aware
Of the pain left in my wake


I could change with the leaves
Rose Oct 2015
Eyes fallen through
The back of my head
Which rattles with every turn

Quicker thoughts and
Scribbled words
Ideas I've had before

I do what I want
And feel empowered by my
Decision making skills
Although the decisions are poor
And consequences linger

I feel I'm
Honoring my deepest wishes
But I'm just
Giving in to darkness
Listening to demons
writing gets it out and helps the feeling fade
Rose Aug 2012
just because I love you
well it don't mean I won't leave you

aw ****, what's life without love?

Hopefully you'll see me
someday
shortly

I know you can see the red light in the stars
Are you breathing finally?
with Faith, you'll see
all I can do is keep you in love with me
Relax with me, you'll see

I am the downpour that makes your petals bloom
I will fight till the fall for you



from the patient soil we will see
the king blossom with his seed
Rose Jul 2017
I'm tired of the text messages
The way you make me feel
You're angry, like I owe you something
None of that is real

I have to be strong
I can't give up on my happiness
It ***** that I've hurt you but
What can ya do?
Rose Feb 2015
Come so hot but go so soon
Pads of our prints prune in the water
I'd hold you under if it meant
You'd be mine, forever
I've lost every step along the way
Praying you go back home with me
I bore you in the dead of winter
You were but a sapling
Clinging to splinters
I breathed love into you
Sweet, guilty love
I breathed smoke into you
Burning sweet, sticky lungs
You came so hot,
You were supposed to go so soon
But now,
I'm not sure what to do with you
Rose Feb 2015
This ***** got me digging a hole
Big enough to fit 10,000 souls
Which is exactly how many
I plan to take
Aw hell, what's one more,
for bad lucks sake
Ya'll can sit in here with me
Wallow in self pity

And in the dark dark night
Not even you can see the days light
Nothing touches us down here
Has Taylor Swift trademarked any of these phrases yet?
Rose Sep 2017
Out in the woods you hear everything - your ear gravitates towards rustles in the freshly fallen leaves on top of last years fallen leaves becoming mulch for next years spring flowers.
Little birds sing above me as I've walked past the beaten path I've walked to where the blueberries have yet to be eaten and empty nests undisturbed.
I saw messages left by strangers in the dirt, rocks, and branches collapsed by storm or time.
I met Mother Nature and walked a less than epic journey home.
Rose Jan 2012
Why are you sad?
"Because I can't get what I want."
What you want is just too much
Oh, you're at a loss
and for this procedure - well -
it just seems like a lot
Too high a cost and
I think you've had enough

There's a fire in your touch
Running a race to win
I insist upon a finish
Have to remind myself
Not to push myself

So hard I try but
This* isn't about this

So now I write lyrically
follow a cadence
sing truthfully
Sometimes I can feel my veins
pressing through each cell of skin
As if even they
are planning an escape
but they
are not in charge of Me

So why are you sad?
I ask myself again
and the conversation to follow
contains no words worth mentioning

I've had enough
it is I who wins
Rose May 2015
If I could paint a picture
It would be of this tree
Sun shining through
Branches tickling me
I rest at its trunk
Read aloud to a bee
Two small spotted skunks
Are both here to see
The sun and the tree
Listen gently

100-something ants
On a voyage
All around your uneven terrain
One-by-one,
I hear their little voices
So full of hope and promise
"We're gonna make it today!"
Your Mind Is A Powerful Thing
Rose Dec 2011
"leave me alone-"
she says,
as he's reaching
for her shoulder.
little does he know
really anything
about her



outside the rain turns into snow.
cars crash into one another
and family members burn together.
if only a few extra flakes had fallen,
the flames would have extinguished

i am childish in that way

now we are learning*



                       this wave will crash
                         so ******* you
                  swim faster to the shore
sand in your grasp and already you're drowning
Rose Aug 2017
The guys lately been trying to tell me
To better who I am increase my productivity
I ask him how he got this way
How'd he work it out so easily
He's getting up in age, I trust him
He says "I didn't want to be a product of my environment
I didn't let my parents abuse destroy
I take the good with the bad and
Am grateful for every day I wake up alive."
He's getting up there in age so I trust him.

Me I revel in the pain
I'm more frustrated by the day to day but
My misery feels like a warm murky bath
It covers my skin and sinks right in changing my DNA,
Embraces the demon I'm becoming
I didn't edit this at all, judge me how you will.
Rose Mar 2016
Stages keep me moving

In directions

I've avoided

WELCOME signs

Towns I've never dreamed

Until I'm

Standing center stage

Guessing, staring

At my feet

Creepin dirt

Between my toes

It's time to run, I know

Twigs breakin neath my weight
Dust and dirt carry me
Heaviest cloud ever seen

I don't belong in a field full of green
Blooming bright and blooming clean
Oh baby I'm going to a

Tree top canopy

That's the place for me
Rose May 2020
I couldn’t find
any words in the thesaurus
all I came up with
is you smell like ****** porridge
Rose May 2015
Grab my face,
Turn me away from the light
"Ten more minutes.
They're coming
I promise,
Just stay awake please."
You beg as crimson seems to
Cover the night

I am walking, wearing
A pink dress with ribbons
Blonde hair striped with
Milk and honey
Blushing rose cheeks and you
Are laughing
In your suit with
A yellow bow tie
And your teeth are so white
There's a man with brow sweat
And a face like a pig
Illuminated
By street light
I'll never forget this

Purple blue blood
Taking over my dress
Momma's gonna be so upset
So upset
Rose Feb 2012
There is no fixing these people
Nor escaping this place
Despite what the bottle says
That drink won't help you shrink
So grow bigger than them, on your own
Bigger than judgement,
Than their attempts to make you hurt
All it took was a look for support to send them running
Behind them a trail,
Blazing true colors

My family grows smaller
And I get stronger
But somehow I've always known
I had a good teacher
Rose Mar 2016
I feel alone
Surrounded by people
I know that's cliche but
**** it I'm saying
That life ain't same
When people don't play on
Your team or against it

I've got scars
The length of my forearm
I once felt ashamed
But now we just are.
Rose May 2015
It was red when it first erupted
And red when he left it
Blue, green, yellow, and
white in between
On the side of a mountain
He blasted apart with his son
And other explosives..

He raised us and taught us
The proper way
To take care of your property
I am his youngest grandchild
That's something I will always be
Someone in his eyes
I'll always be.

It's hard when you think
no one can see you
When you're eleven
and cutting yourself
When you're puking from crying
And you hurry to turn off the lights
So the tired old man checking on you
Thinks you're asleep and well
I got so tired of talking
Of thinking I was not worth the trouble
The trouble it takes to let a child
of abuse and divorce
Cry on your shoulder
I never thought I was a guest
Always knew you were fleeting..

But I was persistent on insisting
That I was the only person existing
I am sure I was wrong about that.

I  hope you've asked Jesus to forgive me
for all the wrong I've done
All the lies I've told and
All the hell I put myself and everyone around me through
You didn't know what I was doing
up there in that room
But I wish you did
So someone could've told me "no"
Someone I'd of listened to.
But I don't blame you
I don't blame you.
this is such a rough draft but I'm not going to change it. Sorry if it is hard to read or feel the flow.

9/2/25-5/4/15
r.i.p to my amazing Grandfather.
Rose Dec 2011
You know, it's not bad
I thought I would be messed up mentally
but instead I'm succeeding - they call it reality
I can't lie and say I don't long for
the outdated admiration, insincere adulation
from your clientele  - embarrassed millionaires
Wasting what's left of their fortunes
to stash and squeeze
While I was caring what you would think,
they crafted a creation out of me

I like to
think about
the curve of my words
compared to the small of your back;
the dot over i
to the ones on your skin
the lines crossing t's
like those that run beneath your vision
Were
you any letter,
you would take the form
of a hook and a swoop in another direction;
a question never ending
That's
always
asking
"Why?"

I drink ***** as I write poetry
Focus on my handwriting to keep myself from
Wondering what you're doing
or what you'd think of me
Sipping my way out of my head,
Jack Daniels for breakfast
freedom from the distillery
Rose Nov 2011
God forbid I hurt your feelings, so
I'll say this once, it was fun
...maybe, when? I was a kid
No longer do you make me happy
Not so sure you ever did

Leave me on, the coffee stays warm
Keep good watch, it's boiling hot
Wish you'd slip, I'd burn your skin

These things don't make us happy
They only numb the pain
Indifference got me good, thanks to you, babe
I wrote a poem about you
Here it is, your claim to fame
Rose Nov 2017
So here's what i do here's what i do
I swell like the ocean
And hurl my wet waves upon you
Like its your problem cause you did this
You angered the sea and now you've got me to deal with
And it swells so pretty
Pretty like a peal kept secret for so long but now there’s 1,000
Enraged and crashing to the shore
More rare than a bead more painful than a bullet
Cause i'm not killing you by draining your blood
No i'm not kidding you by eating your young
I'm suffocatingly brackish like the curry in the kitchen
Your mothers been fetching you for
Heres what i do heres what i do
I act like torrential downpour
Like fatalities occur but in the truest of true true reality
I am ***** beneath the surface tossing and maybe drowning
And you are the house your mother is fetching for you from
I am the blood spilt from my own wrist cause it felt good to feel
It felt good to drop the act of the ocean and the salty death i’d love cast upon you
I just didn't think i was capable of harboring hate like the port destroyed at shore

If i could see
The sun’d be shining
The boats bobbing happily along
Rose Nov 2011
Lights glow an alluring orange
Cast on me, bestow faith
In your face, I see redemption
Close to perfection
Familiarity
You can feel my fingertips
Tracing your fingerprints
This story sustained
By the never ending gain
I love you like a rainbow
After the rain
Rose Apr 2015
I wonder
If your eyes are twitching
If your chest is shaking
Heart rattling inside
With each breath
My skin gets tighter
My thoughts run faster
Faster and faster until
My mind is a track
Scarred from burned rubber
I wonder I wonder I wonder
Rose May 2020
Dinner is served
I didn’t make it
But I watched you do it
You like us in the kitchen
At least I think you do
You follow me here so now I’m following you
I want to say I’m sorry to be sad
You should only see sunshine
Leaves turning green and white flowers that grew overnight
Rolling thunder overhead but only for a moment
It passes but it shook us
I think if we practice our patience we can survive this
All we have to do is breathe through the spring

I’m a little bit scared of what’s after
Rose Mar 2020
I want you
And your abductors to
Choke me till
It’s tomorrow
Rose Feb 2015
I like it when you
Come home and **** me
There's nothing left
In the world worth happening
And our skin to skin
Gives all the electricity
Needed to power the home we share

They say marriage is monotonous
Marriage is a dead end street
Baby we're in an ocean current
Never ending rip roaring waves
We moan in ecstacy, inhale each other
Sweet salty skin flavor lingers
Tongue tied together
I love you forever
Heating Up The Winter Sheets
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