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Why aren’t your eyes--- there?
In two places--- where water should be?
Moldy residue--- absence of vision, tears
From those bullet holes--- you ought to see--- your own ambivalence
Fall down my cheek
Terrifying--- Me, with nothing for both us
Automaton, my weakness
Intellect, disease
You’re my body
Cage
You're my spirit
Doubt
Justice and horror--- within, without
MMXI
I kissed you in your sleep last night,
And you rolled over with a smile.

Then, I poked your little nose and sighed,
And smiled back for awhile.

*05.2011
Ephemera, your latest poem reminded me of this note I wrote to my friend Josie not too long ago...I wish I thought of things this cute, all the time.

© 2011 Elephants & Coyotes
 Jul 2011 Annabel
Jeremy Ducane
Bare pad of feet on wood - he feels her warmth
Sashay in the towelling robe to sit
Before him in her simple finery,
Hair in dripping ringlets from the shower.

Across the little kitchen table eyes
Meet and know in comfortable quiet.

The tea between them steams its blessing.

A misty world is waiting for the words
She leans and looks to know his question.  
"Diamonds, dreams, or love?" he says.

A slight incline of head and hazel eyes.
Outside the quantum dance of autumn leaves,
But here is human trust that wills
A circle round them both Forever.  

"Kindly Chinese soldiers live in Cookham"
A slim hand reaches past his cup to touch
His fingers, "Don't worry - dreams do that, My Love,
And we started/ended with the third as it should be..."
And as for diamonds - well, the day will tell!"

They look their love and rise to go their ways.

The leaves dance on.
Gasping for missing air.
Trailing a tittering dream.
Reality of independence shattering.

No longer on my own.
Loneliness is settling down.
We're moving on.
But I never learned how to survive on my own.

Rose buds refusing to bloom without a sliver of blood.
Shaping diamonds like land mines dangerous to forge.
The true wealth of our friendship is fine and fair.
Just got to thread it without breaking the silk.
July 26, 2011
 Jul 2011 Annabel
Tag Williams
I count seven
rosebuds of pink and purple hue
on the plant I bought for Mother's Day
two years ago
The sun is shining after a morning of rain
we make plans for dinner. but the house
so full just last month is empty now, and silent
except for the snip of scissors as Shari cuts
the cloth for a new creation, and the scritch
of my pen on paper as I write this. The robin
out front sings mourning for it's young one
fallen from the nest, as ours have done
perhaps I need a puppy
not to replace, but for company
now that Samoa my old cookie
is no longer there, right here, where
I can reach out my left hand
to feel her presence, for my comfort
Ahh! There it is just that right spot where
the itch lives waiting for my scratch.
I have a hunch
that it is eternal
and infinite
although I don't
know it
and I have contemplated
these things
deeply
and when I do
I get frightened
so there is big eternity
and big infinity
and there is small eternity
and small infinity
and what is so surprising
is that we
are all part of it
and are it
so I can say
that me sitting here
in a suburb
of Detroit
is eternal and infinite
and that's
far out.
I awoke to a blood red dawn
was greeted as the unfortunate spawn
of a dead man gone
and turned my face to a world so wrong
devoid of beauty, hope and song

Knew I was mans last hope as I looked around
found holy ground
started a beat and broke out a brand new sound
music sprang from the earth and the water flowed
and the trees grew leaves with my melodies

"A new age has come!" I screamed out loud
and groups of the hungry formed a crowd
and filled their stomachs with my word
and music on earth again was Heard!

The rich came, then and I told them to wait
told them to seek reprieve for their hate
I'm a branding of time, can't speak without rhyme
Blinding with holy shine, drinkin' Jesus's wine.
It's time for a redistribution to come
So pass your Bentley down to a ***
This ***** burstin' out, you cant stop it son
The dates pushed back to the start, year one.

Now the music is back as I sweep the earth
I put down a note for every child at birth
They realize how much the sense of hearing is worth
I'm proud to be the one that could show em around
Music comes from all these vibrations
Another one of gods beautiful creations
I ripped the dirt away from their eyes
And showed everyone a new truth without lies
I'm here to give you an hand, an ear, and an eye or two
In hope you learn something from these words I throw at you
And with the swing of this pick
I pull out a monstrous riff
The world gazes at me in awe
The hairs on the back of their neck stand stiff
No one realized what they were hearing
Still, they kept on cheering

But some don't believe it
They think I'm here to ruin the world and deceive it
I'm only doing what I must
I've cleaned the earth of it's dust
And still some look at me in disgust
I can't let this place go to waste
It's to beautiful.. No
I won't let this be done
What the **** would I do without my cinnabuns?!
I looked up above the sky
Peeked my head into the clouds
Then he said "what the ****?"
Gave me some weapon
Then I went back to earth
Said "look here, it's the big G that I'm reppin"
Opened up my mouth and spit out my microphone covered in flames
I burned all the haters that were cursing my name
And by then I knew my job was finally over and done
This is the fight that the underground won
One more thing that I yelled out loud
We're re-writing the books
Now that we're unlatched from our hooks
Put this down in history
And don't let this be a mystery
It's time for us to rise to the top
And throw away that ***** *** pop
Let this be known to you all
We're taking over the mainstream!
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 Jul 2011 Annabel
John Stevens
I Bow
 Jul 2011 Annabel
John Stevens
© Feb. 16, 2003 John L. Stevens

I bow quietly before You Lord,
With heaviness on my heart.
You know my need oh Lord, this hour,
Before I even start

I give You my plea on bended knee,
I trust your answers to be.
That which I need and not desire,
You know what’s best for me.

Touch my heart once again
Heal my spirit from above.
Touch my life once again
Fill me with Your love.
———————————–
I bow quietly before You Lord,
With thankfulness in my heart.
For the answers You’ve given me,
Before I even start.

I give to You my life oh Lord,
As I abide in thee.
Your grace and mercy I receive,
Your strength and life in me.

Touch my heart once again
Heal my spirit from above.
Touch my life once again
Fill me with Your love.
———————————–
I bow quietly before You Lord,
With gladness in my heart.
Your love fills me with such Joy,
Before I even start.

I give to You my praise oh Lord,
For the peace You’ve set in me.
As I listen to Your will for me,
For the Answer that’s to be.

Touch my heart once again
Heal my spirit from above.
Touch my life once again
Fill me with Your love.
Fill me with Your love.
Written during a very dark time.  Maybe someone else needs it now.
 Jul 2011 Annabel
Nikki I
I know that I broke it
She said "Why'd you have to choke it?"
It was beautiful and strong
You were adding more as you went along
I know that I killed it
She said, "It wasn't he who stilled it"
It was so young and new
You were asking me what we should do
I know that I did this
She said, "Here's another thing you will miss"
It was raw and frightened
You were ready to help me be enlightened
I know that I burned you
She said, "No one ever turned on you"
It was slow and painful
You were trying to make it less shameful
I know what I did now
She said, "But you don't understand how"
It's weak, but alive
You were brave and you will thrive.
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