Bob - Hello Poetry

Bob Apr 2020

I want to be the mountains that rise high, kissing the sky.
The deep blue sea brimming with life.
The forests, lush and green, radiating with abundance.
The animals roaming, running free on pastures and prairies.
The sun pulsing out from the distance it's call, distinct and wild.
I want to be it's fiery tendrils.
The iridescent colors dancing by the twilight.
The stars twirling in the unknown.
I want to be the deepening darkness that houses the cosmos.
I want be more than what I am.

Paint me with your words.
Paint me with the colors of the universe.

Bob Apr 2020

My Body is A Cage

Bones are constricting
My feet stuck to the ground
My ribs caging a heart that wants
To be found
Words are limiting
Thoughts aching to come out
I am a prison
Of my own making
Of my choosing

My body is a cage.

And to be honest
I don't even know,
Why?

#doubt

Bob Apr 2020

Hunt for Doves

hunters.
stalk their preys.
over prairies
over landscapes of metal scraps
that rise towards the sky.

they see them
perched on metal trees
and copper bones
remnants of deadwood
feasting on worms

they stay lit under lamps
cooing. cooing.
to clueless hunters passing
enchanting passersby
pecking. chewing. whispering
over tales spoken by the wind

and when a hunter come they go
fluttering leaving nothing below
a loss of a hunters' game.

it takes a lot to ensnare a dove
a little lot fill you with love
it might take a lot of effort
a lot of bird seed, a lot of money
she might fly away
she might ignore you
she might even leave
a hunter must have a lot of tricks
in his sleeve.

i don't know how dating works but this is how i think it goes. emphasis on "i think"

#dating #love #hunting

Apr 2020

Loveless

Bleed

And over time,
My pen stopped bleeding
But my heart didn't

#bleed

Apr 2020

Phoenix-Rising

You love me

You love me
Like a dog loves a bone
Or a cat loves a mouse

Which is to say
You love me for a while
Until I no longer taste good

You love me long enough
To carve tooth marks into me
But not long enough for it to stop hurting

You love me
Like a tree loves water
Or the sky loves the stars

Which is to say
You love me when you need me
When I am there and there’s no one better

You love me half the time
When there’s not too much of me
When I am accentuating your beauty

You love me
Like you love yourself
Or I love myself

Which is to say
You love me sometimes
Despite all of the pain

You love parts of me
The parts that are there when I’m happy
Or when I pretend to be happy

You love me
The way you know how to
And I love you the way I do

#love #feelings

Bob Apr 2020

It's okay to be weak

You claim that
You're
Strong

A line I heard more than once.

But.

A strong person
Need not
Tell himself
That he's strong

He simply knows that he is.

He need not to look in the mirror
And convince himself.

So.

Whatever it is you
Have in your head.

C'mon, take a seat
And.

Talk to me.

Crying and fully embracing your emotions is often seen as unmanly but in reality it's quite the opposite. It's okay to be weak, to be vulnerable.

#weakness #is #strength

Apr 2020

Jess

Leave Her

Leave her, because she
will learn to love herself e-
-ven more without you