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 Apr 2013 hello
Melissa S
My mother finally gets to hear..... that beautiful baritone voice :)
My mother tried to go to several George Jones concerts but he always was a no show and now that he is in heaven with my mother he is playing for her now front and center ~ RIP!
 Apr 2013 hello
Sarah Writes
I dreamt I fell in love again, far from Manderlay
We didn't know each other's names so I told him his and he told me mine
It was easy, I sat on the couch and he rested his chin on my head like we knew each other
Silly, just a dream but it's
The kind of happy that stays even after you wake
Like when I was young
Like believing in faeries
 Apr 2013 hello
Christina Jackson
I used to think I wanted to live in the city
high above with all those grand lights a glow
I used to be afraid of the dark, until I
realized it was the darkness that I held.
Black as night, no shadows were cast
I feared nothing anymore, finally, at last.

I used to think the stars visible in the city
were the grandest gifts known to man
Until I traveled Into the darkness of
tightly winding trails. I found myself
gazing into infinity, looking back through
time. Millions of light-years away
the stars I now see are opposite images
of the black that once filled my life.  

I used to think a lot of things, but now, I know.
I used to fear a lot of things, but now, I don't.
If you don't step into the darkness from time
to time. You may risk never finding yourself.
© 2013 Christina Jackson
 Apr 2013 hello
PK Wakefield
root
about
you feels
how warm the
earth in)just spring

and root
deeply how
(in tightness
uncoils your love fist

totally

lilies lipped in dew
and coming morning's
health

when (root) you
singly divulge

one mute word of slender making light
and all that's quiet lives suddenly

in heaped burning

to lustfully cry:

SPR!NG
 Apr 2013 hello
Emma Azura
if the monster has never touched you then consider yourself lucky
your thoughts, actions, and daily routines revolve around the monster
it eats you up and takes you over
it scratches at the back of your mind with razor sharp claws,
laughing while you **** yourself trying to fix everything
it wants you to hate yourself
it ruins you with the idea of perfect
the problem with perfect is that it's unattainable and out of reach
and you won't ask for help because you're never sick enough
you're useless and disgusting and you have no will power
the monster won't let you forget it

so if the monster ever tries to introduce itself to you
run as fast as you can the other way
and don't ******* look back
 Apr 2013 hello
Emma Azura
time passes and feelings stay
I've been patiently waiting for them to fade away
days, through months, then onto years
the smokes in my pack slowly disappear
and I wish I could share each one
with you
 Apr 2013 hello
Bryn
Sleeping Oceans
 Apr 2013 hello
Bryn
Our bed is an ocean,
your body my boat.

Let us explore the sea of our sheets,
as I explore you.

Twisting, curling linens
and I curl into you.

Our bed is an ocean,
your body my boat.
 Apr 2013 hello
lihle caleni
he who took my daughter now is my foe,
for this world is filled with sorrow and woe.
He just took her, out of my sight,
now i shall destroy him with all my might.
No longer do i hear music nor song,
for it's her i want, the one i long.
My brother won't help me,
so i'll take matters in my own hands,
for there will be no growth nor harvest in his greek lands.
I suspect my brother, the spirit of evil,
he always had eyes for her that sly little  devil.
My poor little goddess, she's probably crying,
i will go straight down to the land of the dying
I WILL get get her back, that i swear,
he shall challenge me if he dares.
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