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 Sep 2014 Beaux
Elizabeth Kelly
I've got my feet
to carry me

and my legs
to stabilize.

I've got my arms
to embrace whatever comes my way

And my hands,
to hold onto that which inspires me.

I've got my face
to turn toward every challenge;
to challenge every turn.

And I've got my heart
to house me when the weather is bad
and there is no where else to go.

I've got my brain
to present me with options

and my mind
to present me with decisions.

And above all,
I've got my soul.

With its infinite complexities and contradictions,
it is the glue that holds the pieces in place.
It is the curiosity that asks the questions
and it is the bravery that accepts the answers.

I've got my soul
to carry and stabilize;
to embrace and hold on;
to accept and challenge;
to comfort and protect;
to ponder and decide;
to ask.

To answer.
 Sep 2014 Beaux
T2m
Every everyday
You inspire in a different way .
A friend among friends ,
One that (every second) wishes me
well ,
In my heart you will always dwell.

You always push me up life' s
ladder ,
Giving me reason to go further .
“ It will be better ” you would say .
Around you I find a new reason to
smile ;
The energy to go a few more miles .

You, my friend , are a blessing in
many ways ,
In so many ways that I can not
eloquently say .
If you had wings, I will be the first
to call you angel.
May God furnish you with grace,
And under His wings take you to a
higher place .

If , ever, I have to choose again ,
You will be stuck with me like a
stubborn stain .
I appreciate you and our
friendship.
God chooses how best to bless us,
You , my friend , are my own bundle
of favours.
 Sep 2014 Beaux
Francie Lynch
I hear you lost control;
I'm ambivalent to your state:
If what they mean is self-control,
Hold on, don't abdicate.

Now you're in damage control;
A result of inner strife:
You also have motor control,
So move on with your life.

I hear you've issues with quality control;
And want exclusive rights:
Exclude me from your command control,
I'm not your copyright.

If you're caught-up in crowd control;
Can't find a safe way out:
Put yourself on flight control,
Then kick and scream and shout.

With Life there is no price control;
It's often on back order:
With Life you give and take control,
It's cheaper across the border.

So set yourself on cruise control;
Steer clear of power sinkholes,
Drive by the Freaks who need control,
Those ******* fill potholes.
Sometimes I just want to go to a garden
And take all the flowers I can clutch in my hands
The sweet-smelling, luminous, simple and poisonous (when ingested)
Then scurry away before the gardener knows
Though I’ve taken bits and pieces of grueling work and pride—
To her or him—it’s far more than that, it’s happiness—
And a little bit borrowed from a friendly, flowery neighbor
Is hardly worth complaining about, maybe even worth a smile
And I press the gentle, fragrant ones
In the hard covers of my favorite books
They’ll last forever, I’m certain
And *** the radiantly eye-catching ones
In the places so obvious—
A mantle, pedestal—always in the corner of my eye
I’ll probably put the poisonous
Far away from any man
Hidden in the depths
Still covered yet, concealed to the end—
But the simple things in life
Are what I hold so fast to me
I squeeze the stems and sniff the petals
And know now to truly appreciate them
 Aug 2014 Beaux
WickedHope
i am forever
being broken and shattered
and someone
with enough pity
comes and lies to me
to blind me for a while
blindness is not
a cure for madness
but rather a fuel
not many have learned
not to fight fire with fire
it is a rare few who know
the secret to be a downpour
somehow you bring one
where ever you go
it follows you
like a loyal companion
as little time
as i’ve known you
you found my secret quickly
whether it was intended or not
i never needed any
of their falseness
it only sunk me deeper
you have found out that
all i ever wanted was
to dance in the rain
 Aug 2014 Beaux
Megan H
I guess I will never understand
Why it was so hard for me
To say hello to you.
The hello that would allow us
To open doors,
To figure each other out.
But now,
It is so easy
To say goodbye.
To close those doors,
To never want to see you again.
I guess I will never understand.
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