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May 2017 awallflower

SweetCindy

Man                                           Woman
He Smiles Curiously                        She Blushes Coyly
He Approaches      Asks her name      She shares it     Asks the Same
Mr Right                              Love at First Sight                    Her Smile is a Delight
"Meet for Drinks?"                            hmmmmmm                              "Pick me up at 8?"
He knocks - 1 rose.                                vase, water                        Her perfume - sweeter.
Politely, opens car door for her                                The night keeps getting better
At the restaurant                                                      She sips her red wine
Conversation so easy                    She feels she's known him forever
"Would you like to dance?                "I don't dance very well."
"Indulge me, just want u in my arms."    ~Just a smile~
One hand at her waist, one on her back.
They become one, all others disappear.
Peering into each other's eyes.
No words are needed.
Their bodies
say
it.

© 2012

Sep 2016 awallflower

starfish

Sep 2016 awallflower

unwritten

starfish

grow back what he took from you;

you lie at depths he will never be able to fully reach.

(a.m.)

very short, i know, but it's nice to write something short for a change. written june 29, 2016. hope you enjoy.

#life #water #sea #healing #growth #starfish

Jan 2015 awallflower

Photons

Jan 2015 awallflower

Scott Madden

Photons

Einstein's Relativity tells us that time slows at fast speeds,
So much so that it stops when travelling at the speed of light.
As you look up at the stars tonight think of this:
The photons that travel across the universe to your retina,
Are created in the depths of a star and destroyed within your eye,
In the same instance.

Dec 2014 awallflower

7 Reasons Why It's Hard Being a Poet

Dec 2014 awallflower

Devon Webb

7 Reasons Why It's Hard Being a Poet

We are critical.

We find flaws in
everything we see
because nobody
wants to write
about perfection,
even though sometimes
we wish we could just stay
staring into that
unblemished surface.

2. We are never satisfied.

We live our lives upon
mountains of
scrunched up
bits of refill and
ideas we gave up
trying to
express.

3. We never forget.

We write words about
eye contact made
three months ago
that we replay over
and over in our minds
even though it
stopped
being relevant.

4. We are fickle.**

Our emotions flash
from one
to the other
like strobe lighting that
disorientates us
until we feel as if
the world
will never be still.

5. We are exposed.

We don't know how
to keep our feelings
to ourselves so
we'll write them
down for
you to find
'accidentally'.

6. We are vulnerable.

We wear our
hearts on our sleeves
and won't lift a
muscle to fight back
if somebody tries
to break it
because we thrive
from the pain.

7. We will never stop.

We will never stop
feeling and
we will never stop
hurting,
we will never stop
breaking and
bleeding and
loving
even though the cycle
is endless
and we know what's
coming next.

We are addicted
to agony,
but we agonise
for the art.

It's worth it though.

Dec 2014 awallflower

walking nightmare

Dec 2014 awallflower

Michelle Garcia

walking nightmare

There are so many other girls with perfect hair and skin and eyes and compared to them, I am a walking joke. I am an unfixable calamity of dark grey circles under my eyes from staying up all night because the thoughts in my brain always seem to bloom at the worst times. I am the weight of a thousand words that sit at the tip of my tongue but refuse to come out. So please don't ever tell me that I am flawless because that word is so far away from what I aim to be. At the end of the day, I want to be so incredibly flawed and real and incurably human but still beautiful because of what is inside my heart instead of what sits on my skin. I have slowly become a whirlwind disaster of running away from your toxicity. I am a hurricane of good intentions gone wrong but I can promise you that you'll never find a perfect person that could love you as imperfectly as I ever did.

#love #words #flaws #hurt #brain #real #human #flawed #imperfect #hurricane

Nov 2014 awallflower

Fault on the Moon

Nov 2014 awallflower

Taylor

Fault on the Moon

But my love, words cannot describe the moons love for daybreak, when people stop halfheartedly calling her beautiful and leave her alone with the man living on her

But my dear, no poem is enough to explain the loss of self she felt when man stepped foot on her bare surface, yet she was still forced to shine every night and show the retched face she calls home

But my angel, for centuries people wondered about the moon, why she shines full once a month, why no man was allowed to touch her

But my sweetest, why did the wonder stop when we forced ourselves upon her, when man kind stole objects from her surface and left his mark on her skin

But my star, she still shines bright, for there are ones who still wonder, who believe she is always whole, that she is never halfheartedly beautiful

But my moon, you are strong, your attackers did not seal any of your phases. You are no less. You are still a goddess in the night sky.

#moon #twrape

Nov 2014 awallflower

expiration dates

Nov 2014 awallflower

Michelle Garcia

expiration dates

i look at the bags beneath my eyes and i see a crime scene,
a restless heart made of shattered glass bottles
and shouted words sharp enough to cut through skin
and i wonder why anyone would choose
to love someone like me

you’re the kind of boy with electric lips,
the kind of boy who bleeds poetry
and you’re a crime scene just like me,
one that screams danger,
you set everything around you on fire
yet i wouldn’t mind being turned to ash by you

i’m a ticking bomb of interrupted love
and i worry that you’ll leave me,
that you’ll run away with my fleeting heart
still tiredly beating in your hands
and i’ll be forced to destroy everything around me
just because you couldn’t love a girl who couldn’t love herself

i fear the day i’ll wake up on the ground
realizing that i am just another painted face
in your pile of broken girls with expiration dates

#love #life #lonely #heart #destroy #skin #loneliness #expiration

Nov 2014 awallflower

All I want for Christmas

Nov 2014 awallflower

Christopher K Bayliss

All I want for Christmas

All I want for Christmas
is some food to eat.
Oh what a treat
to have some meat.

All I want for Christmas
is clean water to drink,
stuff that doesn't stink,
that would be cool I think.

All I want for Christmas
is the bombs to stop,
no more to drop.
That would be the top.

All I want for Christmas
is for our food to grow,
the plants we sow
now that would be a show.

All I want for Christmas
is to be free to learn.
Not to be a germ
because I want to learn.

All I want for Christmas
is some medication.
and some dedication
from the United Nation.

All I want for Christmas
is to grow up strong.
Am I so wrong
wanting to belong.

All I want for Christmas
is some equal rights
and somewhere to sleep
through the coldest nights.

All I want for Christmas
is to earn a crust.
With employers
that we can really trust.

All I want for Christmas
is a chance at life
for a man and wife
not to live in strife.

All I want for Christmas
is oh so far away
and on this day
this is what I pray.

12th Nov 2014

#death #hunger #starvation #disease #pestilence