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Sheila Greene May 2020
I do
like bold colours
On you...
the taste of those lips
Hand under your jaw
Squeezing
just enough
to feel my fingers
Opening
those wide eyes
watching
your iris shine
the dark void of pupils draws
Draws me deeper
into your dark
Wishing they weren’t just words
I want to consume you
Play in your shadow
bask in your light
Just know it is real
not just a maybe
Be consumed by me
Let yourself go in it
Wade down into the warm waters
Feeling suspended in time, space
surrounded by warm things
warm hands... eyes...mouth
Bold, colorful kiss

© sd greene  11/24/17
What can I say, I felt consumed.
Sheila Greene May 2020
Anger, hate, rage
Bleeding black
Numb heart
Great hole
Engulfing my soul

Sadness, death, decay
Hardness remains
Heavy breathing
Slowing pulse
Alone, shallow grave

Calm, peace, hope
Ray of light
Breaks night
Like sun on dew
Evaporates the black

saved a soul
I am back.

© sd greene  6/15/17
We all have a darkness hidden inside of us.
Sheila Greene May 2020
Anchor

Lifes a restless sea
Waves forever rolling
Tossing against shores
Storms **** Sunshine
Birth and death

Bareboat at sea
Weathering its moods
Tossed and withered
Exhausted endless battles
Losing never winning

The boat leaks through time
Land never blooms
Sea begins laughing
For victories sure to win
Hopeless begins drowning

Unexpectedly Sunshine breaks clouds
Horizons mirage
Dare hope
Drifts through sea
Hope springing life

No boat, ship in calm sea floats
Sunlight surrounded
Warm, happy being
Embracing pull, gravity
Shining Love, compassion

My anchor forever becomes
Keeps the sea calm, at bay
Happiness at last
Victories won, safety waits
Heart and souls have joined
Rainbows anchor.


© sd greene  5/30/17
We all need an anchor in the storms of life.
Sheila Greene May 2020
Asked, questioned
can I love
My Amber

When, what
point I realized
I wanted

How, whence
genetic girl
so accepting be

Who, why
how could I not?
Open-minded

Judge, absolve
Don't cast stones
Everyone lives in glass houses.

© sd greene  7/6/17
We should all be so accepting of each other.
Sheila Greene May 2020
Numbness
In the quiet
Rattling peace
Confusion in chaos
Created by me

Hollow heart
Deadness within
It's not real pain
It's mental
Yet unbearably insane

Seeking punishment
Well deserved
It's ok
Turn your back
It's well earned

Quailing nightmare
Find no peace
Hurt me to ****
The beast
To make it cease.

Time's the enemy
For I suffer
Deeping hole
Widening abyss
Where I can't find my lover

© sd greene 9/19/17
We all have bad days, we are human.  Some of us have a daily struggle with the hollowness left by the monster within.
Sheila Greene May 2020
Tasting milky chocolate.
Joy, happiness begins.
My taste buds favorite!
I can’t wait, let’s eat again.

My fear of poor exercise.
The chocolate calls my name.
I try to forget it.
I am fatter, eat again.

Regret, regret chocolate.
Sad and sobbing, it’s aching.
Like a sad old portrait.
Therefore the sweetest tasting.
I love to eat and struggle with my weight.  Chocolate is my down fall on one hand and my savior on the other.
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