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 Sep 2012 cassie sky
A Machele
live to work, work to death
how dare you stop to savor that breath?
this life is not meant to be enjoyed!
your very existence is merely a toy
a toy in the hand of god
playing his games, sowing his sod
arranging & rearranging as he sees fit
our lives, a meaningless pit
but NO, it's wrong, this story we're told!
why give up before we grow old?
life is not just a game to be played
it's a lesson we're learning every single day
a precious gift to be shared for all
to be there and be cared for when we stumble & fall
the beauty of an act of love and kindness
doesn't require bowing down to "your highness"
surrendering to the gifts & joys of everyday life
not struggling, nor fighting, nor strife
but somehow we've been taught only to kneel
scolded and punished whenever we feel
but the greatest pleasure in life is simply just to be
no worrying, no judgement—only free
for life has no beginning nor does it have an end
it just is our beautiful friend
**embrace *♥
(a vague and fleeting memory of a psychedelic journey; my mind overloaded with overwhelming enlightenment: is there even an answer to that which has no question? IT JUST IS, it just is. in the words of a once-wise friend, "free your mind, people. live your dreams. touch euphoria."


fort myers fl
 Sep 2012 cassie sky
A Machele
ooh baby, get me higher
your love is one of a kind, & it sets me on fire
burning,
yearning

almost too hot to handle
the flame in my heart is potent & lethal
licking at the seams
threatening my sanity
douse me down baby
a chill & a thrill, you send shivers down my spine
elating,
awaiting

your warm embrace
you fire me up: raw, never wanna leave this place
(ow-ow)

fort myers fl
I remember when I saw you
for the first time years ago
You brushed me off without a glance
I thought "that's someone I should know"

Time went by and walls came down
I softened your demeanor
It took some work, but I won out
Because, hell...you couldn't get much meaner

A first is always tougher
No matter what it is you do
But, each first is well worth living
If I can have my first with you

A few months in another first
You met my folks and friends
when I brought you to that birthday do
The one I wished would never end

You took your time and wore me down
Another first came soon
I remember how your body shone
All sweaty 'neath the moon

A first is always tougher
No matter what it is you do
But, each first is well worth living
If I can have my first with you

We married six months after that
In a year our first was born
I can't remember which one cried the most
You, or our baby, just new born

Our first house came, we bought a dog
Things were off and at full speed
But with all of our achievements
You were the one thing I'd still need

A first is always tougher
No matter what it is you do
But, each first is well worth living
If I can have my first with you

We opened up our business
The first of many more to come
It wasn't that successful
but it was still our number one

I remember that day's phone call
The doctor said "I've bad news for you"
He told me of the tumour
I'd passed first and was stage two

Through radiation and my chemo
You were the one who was always there
I remember when you came in
And you had shaved off all your hair

A first is always tougher
No matter what it is you do
But, each first is well worth living
If I can have my first with you

I've been gone now for a while
I know it's tough, but I'm around
I can see you and our child
Even though I'm in the ground

There'll be more firsts now together
I know it just won't be the same
But, still it's firsts and your'e together
Like when we first played out this game

A first is always tougher
Even though it's not with me
But, each first is well worth living
Just make it the best that it can be
I am naked, from the soul down
a traveler without a ticket,
to the luminance beyond the galaxies.
I beget love,
seek beauty beyond limits, sing.
let me kiss your heart,
because, i see it responds,
to me in eloquent silence.
*let me be a bard, with magic wings
to reach you, and nestle in your serene heart.
kiss my soul with your words, once
make me immortal.
When you leave this dream for the next, what would you take with you?  Think
i woke up at four am
you had died approximately three hours before
i got chills and lay impossibly still
with wide eyes
there was something
all around me

i climbed cautiously
down to the bathroom
to smoke a cigarette
as if someone
was watching

i drank a lot
of water

now whenever i get chills
i think it is you
trying to touch me

today as i methodically
wiped down tables
a radio broadcast in the background
was having a deep
sunday night personal in-depth hour
on the talk show
and all this losing a loved one
and a piece of me
****
is really getting to me
because you're still here
aren't i breathing?

this feeling is not a wishbone
it breaks evenly
and we walked away
with half of each
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