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Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Straws

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Mark Ball

Straws

I bore you,
And I bore into you.
Leaving you with nothing to say;
Leaving me clutching at straws.

#friends #bore #straws

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Clutter 2

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Mark Ball

Clutter 2

I am sorry
grips and grows
when I was fun.
And I bore into you.

I bore you.

The endless throes
Leaving you with nothing to say
of the insatiable soul
at the end of the
like the solitary smell
your obligation

But I am sorry that
because of me
like the rip and the hole
you can't enjoy the sun,
and the silence binds
poor man's sole.

Dropped on the situation,
When the penny has
Leaving me clutching at straws.
You never knew me.
I could be sorry that
to your skin
of your family home
Misery sticks.

Random line generator makes my poetry much better.

#two #line #random #generator #clutter

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Apologies For An Ex-Lover

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Thomas EG

Apologies For An Ex-Lover

I lay you down on the floor
Displayed for all to see
How was I to know that
What you needed wasn't me?

What you needed was closure
And you craved less exposure
To the damage of reality
Yes, then you'd be free

But that was of no avail
To you, at least, my love
Instead you ended up falling
I hope now you'll rise back up

I apologise for everything
That I did and didn't do
I apologise in knowing
That I did this to you

Idk

#love #reality #free #damage #apologies #closure #apologise #exposure

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

White Pearls

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Marie-Chantal

White Pearls

On alabaster ear lobes
Were two white pearls,
And to the sweet Marie Celeste,
Would sing the joys of the world.

She was born in June.
Loved to dance.

It's quite tragic, really,
That she was on that ship,
The one called the Marie Celeste.

A mystery never resolved, you see.
The pearls whispered the joys of the world,
But they never whispered the joys of the sea.

Pearls do not lie, but sing
On the lobes of an odd thing,
White pearls on white lobes,

Marie Celeste would only wear white robes.

The summer months were not enjoyable,
Marie Celeste hated the heat.
She was always the one who asked the questions,
And the one who died at sea.

If by chance, when under water,
You find a pair of dusty pearls,
Will they still sing, I wonder,
The joys of the whole wide world?

Marie Celeste has been a character in my head recently

#world #white #water #joy #wonder #sea #ship #marie #pears #celeste

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Doubt

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Thomas EG

Doubt

You ask me what it is,
So I tell you about it.
You frown and you question,
Until I start to doubt it.

"Why was that so hard for you to say, our dear?"

Well, because I know that it's not what you wanted to hear...

"You're right,
It's not what we wanted to hear,
But you should never fear,
Because we'll always be here,
for you."

You may be there for me,
But do you really care for me?
Can't help but hope you do,
I hope you were telling the truth.

I just need you both to love me,
No matter who I have to be.

"We love you."
Yeah, I hope you do...

I've been writing so much about my parents lately??

#love #truth #fear #doubt #hope #hard #me #question #here #care

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Untitled Love Poem

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Mark Ball

Untitled Love Poem

Your disinterest is key,
for when my brain bleeds blue.
My mood is ****,
and so are you.

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Vanilla

Apr 2015 Rosie Dee

Thomas EG

Vanilla

I fall down, it's no longer bright
Land in a black hole, without light
Oh wait, it's a brown hole tonight
I am falling into your brown eyes
I hope they're authentic, no disguise
Because you truly are a delight
"Oh hey, you look nice"
**** it, you stole my line
"So do you" I weakly reply
My heart thuds and you smile
You lean in, I feel your teasing bite
My tender lips, more than alright
Feel pure pleasure, without fright
There's only excitement, this time
Spare me the misery, my divine
All of the rules have been defied
It's possible that you liked it
But next time you'll deny it
You'll deny my lips with a sigh
I'll deny your denial, what a crime
Better luck next time.
You tasted of... Vanilla, am I right?
You really know how to kiss a guy
Made it feel like my time to shine
Made me feel like I was liked
Pulled my hair, oh, what a life
Held my hands, pulled me in tight
And then a cheeky kiss goodnight
I had to wait for so long... Why?
I guess we've both always been shy
I guess we've both been far behind
But I guess now we would be fine
To hang out, maybe once or twice
With only us, just you and I
That is, if you wouldn't mind
I mean, it's always worth a try
Until then, vanilla lips,
**Goodbye...

SO, LAST NIGHT WAS FUN. AIGHT COOL.

#kiss #eyes #smile #goodbye #lips #bite #authentic #tender #pleasure #vanilla

Feb 2015 Rosie Dee

This System

Feb 2015 Rosie Dee

Tim Buggy

This System

I'm chained to this system,
To these rules and regulations,
A constant spiral of the same sights,
Forced artificial happiness,
Recycled reinvented pleasures.

These comforts can only numb the aches,
Until dark skies and cold weather,
Expose my wounds to the wind.

Lack of materials, lack of all,
Keep me trapped in dizzy frustrations,
Fantasising new sensations and places,
Knowing the happy, coloured blurs will sharpen their lens,
And reveal their familiar, colourless forms.

Sitting on my fixed space of land,
Still rooting for the next month to win me over,
For the next week to triumph against the last,
I tug at my tired chains,
Hoping to God there's that there more than this.

First poem I've written, so be nice, but I enjoyed writing it so hopefully there will be more!

#worry #angst #emptiness #independence #adolescence

Feb 2015 Rosie Dee

So But Not Enough

Feb 2015 Rosie Dee

aar505n

So But Not Enough

So close -
I am
Knowing
Soon
It must end
As expected
Life turns to death
And
Hate turns to love
This un-ending cycle
Wishing otherwise
That one cannot have it all
Even though I thought
Immortality was for me
Knowing
I am
So far -

Can be read from either top to bottom or vice versa. Just experimenting a bit

#love #poem #short #living #hate #death #mirror #close #immortality #far

Feb 2015 Rosie Dee

That's because the trees have eyes

Feb 2015 Rosie Dee

Marie-Chantal

That's because the trees have eyes

That beautiful sir keeps watchful eye over the land. He carries an armful of lilacs, he says nothing but walks, his black plumage glinting in the near-spring light. He swings something along his side. Too afraid to ask. Why does he hide it? That's because the trees have eyes.

Roasting, dripping pig flesh and sweet dough, cooking ever so slow. A warning whisper is sent through the woods. How do trees know? They have eyes.

One lilac drops on the floor above the decaying bird carcasses. There are bird carcasses. Is this one of the beautiful sir's kind? That cannot be. But it is because the trees have eyes. They don't say much, trees, but they send a whisper up the woods and warn the fleshed pork eaters of coming lights. Snap! Fire out. Don't make a sound. Can they hear?

And suddenly the trees whisper as loudly as trees can:

"RUN"

For the beautiful sir is hardly man. There swinging at his side is nothing but a human head hanging on some golden thread. There is a stench of death that could never be described as anything other than fear. The beautiful sir with his black plumage is death.

His head jerks and he looks the fleshéd in the eye
they know they are the next to die.

But, how did the trees know?

*"That's because the trees have eyes."

Have you ever noticed that trees have eyes?

#eyes #death #woods #trees #humans #crow #bark #raven