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 Nov 2015 Amber
Brent
night showers
 Nov 2015 Amber
Brent
As the orange glow of the sun that marks a twilight
Makes the gray nimbus clouds
A brownish shade
Against the background of the firmament,
I look up
And feel the drops of rain
Fall from the apricot sky
Down my face,
I feel it mix
With the raindrops
From the clouds in my eyes
As I remember
That things will never be the same.
So, I just hope
That the moon will help me
Forget you and your name.
A view of you only these eyes can see,
As lungs do fill and fall, to give and bring,
New life to me, as dreams may hear me sing.
But just for now, enamoured hope runs free.
Two destined paths amalgamate as we,
Plunge into bold, foolhardy happenings.
Le grande cascade. Vintgar. A constant spring,
That never stops sprouting abundantly.

But hurried mornings twist and bend my heart,
To expedite the time I must derail
My consciousness and fall back to the start,
To dreams of distance lost so I can't fail.
To find my thrill, admiring breath, like art;
The rise and fall of life and it's details.
My first sonnet (Petrarchan) so hopefully the form is on point :)
 Nov 2015 Amber
Victoria Jennings
The wounds will dry

The memories will fade

But somewhere in my heart

You will always remain.
 Nov 2015 Amber
Hunter Gage
She just gets to me
Her eyes bright as day
Her smile leaves me in awe

She smiles and I become lost,
Wonder of beauty comes over me
She just gets to me

She walks strong and tall
A presence of strength and comfort
Her smile leaves me in awe

I look at her and can't help but think of fall
Her voice, an angel speaks
She just gets to me

How does one have such power over me?
Her love grabs me with a devastating claw
Her smile leaves me in awe

Lost as she speaks with angelic phrase
I really hope she stays
Her smile leaves me in awe
She just gets to me
 Nov 2015 Amber
Alyssa Underwood
Only One
can bear the
monstrosity
of our hearts'
defects and
devotion
 Nov 2015 Amber
Sarah Michelle
I want to write a story called
Pink Heather
about a soul that felt blue
A girl not yet herself,
an entirely wrong hue
 Nov 2015 Amber
A
Drained
 Nov 2015 Amber
A
I still have that bottle of Jack you never finished
(Don't worry, I finished it for you)
And that empty bottle of beer you left by my bedside the night you took one of the last firsts that I had
And now that you've left
I'm starting to see similarities between myself and the bottles
Empty
Maybe I keep them around for like minded company
Empty

Or maybe I keep them around to remind me of your heart
 Nov 2015 Amber
Eiliv Advena
I see you everyday
And everyday it hurts
I don't know what to say
But everyday gets worse

This feeling in my heart
Is torturing my soul
And when we are apart
I feel so alone

If only you could know
What I feel for you
If only someone told me
What I have to do

What I have to do
To one day make you mine
Can it one day come true?
Can happiness be found?
A baby , focused on a mobile , struggling to reach the stars , crescent moons and baby ducks ! A proud young lady voices her admiration , urging her child to explore ! The moon lit room , filled with toys , a dressing table and a rocking chair , tonight the precious interaction between mother and child continues ! Warm milk , rhymes , a kiss on the cheek , a dusting from the sandman , beautiful sleepy eyes , puppy dog dreams and raspberry skies !
Copyright October 31 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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