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 Aug 2013 Ann Beaver
Tim Knight
Cheer me up with a knitted cancer hat
and a joke about tomorrow's goal
being that of getting to the end,
safe and unharmed past the chemotherapy combat.

Clear me up with plastic pills that
sit on the tongue and slit the throat
and the surrounding gum,
all to get better and to get back on the feet.

Cheat me with wise words that you
pawned off of pages and curdled
website phrases that offer
nothing more than a little comfort for yourself.

*Take me to where tracks lead to tracks that lead to douglas fir lined, dirtier farmyard tracks and let me breathe in that sap, that golden wood-coated scent that'll wrap itself around my nostrils and hat.
written by Cambridge based poet, Tim Knight of CoffeeShopPoems.com
the rural sighs
measured pleas and
thirsty eyes
urban arches
double crossed sevens
number 13 marches
i'll wait for you there
until time freezes itself
inside a snapshot
of its own
genesis
 Aug 2013 Ann Beaver
JL
Low Tide
 Aug 2013 Ann Beaver
JL
Gaily I shall go
Into the snare
Laugh with me
And fear not a
Thing. (Because)
Your muscles
Play a music
To my skin
In your arms
A glance by!
Wind disruption
Casts the dog of me
Into the sea
I'll rush if you
Would lip
Quiver. Run hind
Legged shaking tense
Little thing you
Bobbing bulb willow
Wind blossoming
Song
what then would I be
If thou were the moon
And I the sea
 Aug 2013 Ann Beaver
Jo Fo
Concern
 Aug 2013 Ann Beaver
Jo Fo
I am concerned
That you are my desert spring
And I will drown in you
That I haven't felt like this
In a ****** long time.
And I will forget
I am concerned of tying the stem of your flower-kite
And gluing it to a brick.
And I will forget my nature
To drag you through the thorn bushes naked.
I am concerned
That You will make me
Happier than I have been in a year
Of purgatory
Only for me to leave.
And I am concerned
That I may
Fly this plane into a building


and say a four-letter word
simple
i left a lady waited

that the scriptures spoke of fated
when she left and
pulled back her hair
our's was null and vacated

the walls are lined with razor wire
electrified and guarded
the crosshairs never leave remains
and all memories are discarded
i
cut what no one can see
and rinsed the razor in the rain

your achilles heel
blood and skin
and  stainless steel
the moon  was self inflicted
the  stars was all afflicted
This is where we end
This is how we end
Your face, covered by your hands
Your peace lost
Dark circles beneath your eyes
Hands bleeding red
Eyes screaming
For god-knows-what

This wasn't easy
We're fine though
No promises to keep in touch
A couple of glasses
Lying shattered on the floor

I think that it is time
For me to drown myself
*I can see a heart-sized hole
In the bottle
Where I'm pondering
A midnight swim
Lines in italics taken from Memories On A Deck Part II by Right Away, Great Captain!
Comments?
I sometimes wish
This is all we'd be
Here is infinity
Nothing above our heads,
Nothing below
Too many moments gone by
Time to return to reality
Feel the solid ground below
*****, I hit it too hard
Wish we could remain forever
In eternity
I've never felt good enough

*The raindrops hide the tears
The tears chase down the raindrops
But I'll never let them know
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