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 Oct 2011 BAM
Caroline Patterson
you pushed me off a cliff
and he caught me and then brought me to heaven.
and all heaven was,
was a huge blank space with thousands of pictures of eyes.
eyes that stared at me and stared
so I ran  from the eyes
I ran right into the sun
and he followed.
then I hung myself
and fell back to earth.
 Oct 2011 BAM
Andypandypoodnpie
I walk tonight.
The sky casts no light.
The lack of shadows hides my solitude.
My dormant heart beats alone.
Awaiting to be heard.
Longing to be held.
By the one so wrongfully taken for granted.
The only one that truly cares,
If it beats at all.
This heart beats for you.
These tears fall for you.
These feet walk for you…

A gleaming light flickers in the distance.
Lightening is strewn across the horizon.
Such power given by gods to move mountains with profound toxicity.
A power given to slay the inexhaustible flame I hold deep within.
I have been stricken down.
By this hand of fate.
What you call an obstacle,
I see a labyrinth.
Twisting and contorting with layers unreachable by the most straining efforts.
To be wandered for eternity,
These walls hold me in captivity.

Adjacent lies the potent moon.
Tearing a lucid hole in the darkness,
Light pours in.
Thrown to my knees by the fiery fervor that drips so elegantly.
Diminutive under these chains of misery,
I look up.
And cry out!
But I am not heard…
I am not seen…
I am forgotten.

And so…
Once again,
The moon has fallen…
Left in darkness.
No shadow for company.
I hunger.
For another day.
Another chance.
To prove myself worthy.
So that some day,
I can again feel your supple skin beneath my fingertips.
Taste your succulent lips.
And embrace you for what you are worth.

Love,
andypandypood'npie
 Oct 2011 BAM
Anon Now
Abc.
 Oct 2011 BAM
Anon Now
Any
Bone
Could
Deteriorate.
Every
Fragment
Gone.
Happily
I’d
Just­
Kiss
Labefaction.
More
New
Open
Pelt
Quivers.
Remainders
Stitchi­ng
Together
Until
Viewed
With
Xanax:
Your
Zealousness.
 Oct 2011 BAM
J Christmas
So much time wasted clouding every breath
   Drinking&Drunk; On lust,
      obscenes & Sweet mad death

          Living dead walking Deprived of all my Dreams
   Filling my empty cavity     with cheap poison and fantasy

For Salvation I'm  Reprobate And I Abnegate any God
My soul it lags a clime behind Wondering along a Trod
          Upon rough road This Night I drag my soul
        My Eidolon I so abhor, And whats more -
                     The debt of sins My Father left
                  I am cursed to forever labor just as
                    My iniquitous score is payed for
                      Not by me But my first born

                                  All my wrongs  Forgotten
                                  All the chores I've left undone
                                  And of the least do I concern
                                 Our battles cannot be won &
                                  some good deeds if not them all  
                                                           ­               are bound to go Unsung
John Deryck Christmas *copyright 2011*
 Oct 2011 BAM
Annaleisa
The Divorce
 Oct 2011 BAM
Annaleisa
I signed this providence with no reluctance
and I loved him.
His kisses had the same satisfaction of catching raindrops in my mouth,
Hold, my contract dissolved before my eyes,
I felt lumps on his skin that used to be my kisses.
I weakened him and pushed him back so many times.
This bird that flew so proudly was now a corpse and I, the murderer.
I dreamed of raindrops on my tongue, I got them back so many times.
Before the judge, we sat on opposing sides of the halls.
“What caused this end?” The judge questioned, I wondered.
I was floating on the floor. I needed his warmth,
He needed an end.
I signed this providence with only reluctance.
 Oct 2011 BAM
Jeremy R Frenette
One of us will never see,
        True light by essence of purity,
        Ever once more
The contamination of one of us,
Has taken, has blinded
The original vision.
        One of us has let it spread,
        To the other, filling dread,
        Infecting and destroying purity,
       Crystallizing something important
       That wasn't to be forgotten
                        Preserving righteousness
                        Through Arrogance
                I must curse you.
                I must thank you.
                            You.
Thoughts from my mind at sixteen years old.
 Oct 2011 BAM
Helios Rietberg
One-time policy

Took me off the heels of summer
Plunged me into the arctic lakes
Made a while in the company of whales
Grasping their goals tight

One-time policy

Graded in time by curving up
Trite in the trepidations of man
Flight in the wires and dire in its soles
Dry up the rivers in my eden

It's just a scratch

Pack up the tyres and grip my heart
Taken in the wings of an ethereal siren
Opulence in the labels and my sight
Greeting my memories

Gorge on life

And in the chasm of eternity I wonder
Seeing the slit of sky and pondering all essence
Shriek like ravens and pour trifles in
Gentle flowing of slopes on the rise–––––
© Helios Rietberg, October 2011
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