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I thought I saw you
In the shadows in the park
I looked for your initials
In the grooved tree bark

I thought I heard you speaking
Through the lyrics
In that song
That played on repeat
In my head all night long

I thought I felt your touch
When I wore that blue dress
The feel of the fabric
You stroked and caressed.

I'm sure I saw you
Heard you, felt you
Like last may in the spring
But I could have been mistaken
It could have been nothing
 Mar 2014 Carl Joseph Roberts
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love would be easier
if it made you happy
all the time.

love would be easier
if hiding was just a game
instead of a constant battle.

love would be easier
if I could keep that smile of yours
to always reach the stars.

love would be easier
if thoughts of death
did not bombard both of our minds.

love would be easier
if I could **** your demons
that I cannot see.

love would be easier
if you would let me in
so I could help you heal.

love would be easier
if I could let go of the past
and realize that my future is right before me.

love would be easier
if I could taste you constantly
instead of lying here alone.

love would be easier
if I never said hello
after all, everything ends, right?

please don't go.
In the fog of war
Decisions are made in haste

In the dew of night
Misinformation prevails

In the heat of noon
Soldiers await their orders

In the day’s tumult
Dead bodies drape the landscape

In the daze of war
Mistakes are often concealed

After the war’s fog
May the truth be ascertained

In the dew of peace
* Hilary Clinton, Secretary of State Hillary Clinton commented on the deadly assault on a U.S. diplomatic mission in Libya, saying she's responsible for the security of American diplomatic outposts.  She used the term "in the fog of war" in her comments. Hilary's comment prompted the poem which I present here.  Comments are appreciated both pro or con.  The poem was originally written as sets of haiku.  I changed these to alternating lines of 5 and 7 syllabi, a form that as far as I know does not exist.
It was not a mere coincidence that we met this I now know
People come into our life all the time and help shape who we are
He came into my life to help me feel again....

Here I am
Wanting with this body
Thinking with this brain
Feeling with this heart
Looking out through these eyes
Needing to kiss with these lips
Touch with these hands

and touch I do
I perform for him quite often
My sounds of overwhelming intoxication is what he loves to hear
and I love to please him

Looks like someone has got their groove back :)
is there really heaven high up in the sky
do we really go there if and when we die
do we start again  in this world of love
up there with the angels way up high above
are we really free like the people say
do our worries end do they go away
are we really free will we ever know
maybe the truth will come when its time to go
when you fall in love it feels rather strange
you feel warm inside your body starts to change
your heart begins to beat faster than before
love is there beside you knocking on the door
feels like your heaven  makes you feel so calm
makes you feel relaxed fills you full of charm
such a lovely feeling coming from inside
when you fall in love from it you cant hide
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