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 Feb 2015 torrey
CandidlySubtle
Hazel eyes decorated by light lashes,
Your soul burrowed within,
I glance at passive eyes,
Afraid of what I cannot find,
I brush your lashes with *******,
So I may see you,
I brush your eyes with quivering lips,
So I may kiss your soul,
But you remain distant.

I want to reach you,
To see your soul for its entirety,
But I cannot excite your stoic eyes,
So I decide to remove my gaze,
From your hazel irises.
 Feb 2015 torrey
JWolfeB
Mold me into a better form of me than I was yesterday
Give me the power to love without reservation
Lay down blueprints of great decisions
A cooler side of the pillow
Someone getting up on the right side of the bed
Strength to care for more human than myself
Love yourself, but others more

Alright self all of this power resides in you
Stop asking for it
Take it and shape up
Make yourself the best self
You have seen thus far
 Feb 2015 torrey
JWolfeB
We have become static on the television
Ringing noises at random moments
Sore backs in cold weather
Knees that don't always bend the right way
Hair that doesn't comply to orders
Traffic jams in hot weather
Gum that has lost its flavor
The warm side of the pillow
Frayed shoe laces without purpose
We have let our lives
Become the trivial annoyances
The writers block accepted
Giving in to the frivolous empathy
We complain is everyday life
We let the small things in life bother us too often. Sometimes we need to accept it so we can find optimism layered somewhere underneath.
 Feb 2015 torrey
JWolfeB
My meal
 Feb 2015 torrey
JWolfeB
Most days I would offer my heart as an appetizer
Something to take the edge off
Never asking of much
Today I off my heart as the main course
Fulfilling your basic needs
Menu ready call my name
Write a poem in the form of review
Tell the critics of what you felt
I never gave you desert
For I never want the day to arrive
When you are fully satisfied
 Feb 2015 torrey
Mike Marshall
Your words unfold like a map
marking the journey through a single day,
made from the comfort of my chair.
You wield your vision like a weapon,
bold slashes with your pen
leave me vanquished in your mirror.

Now the room lies still,
the single pulse your hard-bound words,
taking shape the way a fence crawls across a winter field,
wielding life like a paintbrush,
your pictures more exciting
than the margins where I’ve played.
 Feb 2015 torrey
George George
Once just Two little people
Now all grown
Far from me
All on their own 

Years fly by
Like a buzzing bee
Only 5 minutes ago
Both were Half the size of me

Now they're adults
Out in the big world
My handsome boy
And my baby girl

Always on my mind
And forever in this heart 
Regardless of how much
Distance apart

I look at a Map
Great distance I see
Of where they are 
And where I be

They're always with me
Their smiles give me mine
My Two little people
Are doing just fine 

I'd give anything
And then give even more
For my calendar to read
1994

Until the time machine
Is finally real 
I'll carry some sadness
That sweet memories kinda heal

If I had three wishes
I'd only need one
I'd wish a long lifetime of love
For my daughter and son
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