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Concept: I am a hermit crab leaving its shell for the first time. The ocean is vast and I am unafraid.
 Jan 2016
Haley C B
Hearing you
Say her
name was
like taking
down
a shot of
Whiskey

Until I
remembered
that you  
weren't really
ever my
Cup of tea
 Jan 2016
Bill murray
We've put more effort into helping folks reach old age
than into helping them enjoy it.
Frank. a. Clark quote
the heart feels a gypsy
the mind a vagabond
the eyes get misty
by the lilies in the pond

bloom the petals pinkish
smudged with streaks of white
swaying slow by wind's kiss
glory displayed bright

upon the slender neckline
crowns of innocent smiles
fill all dark with sunshine
wipe out weary miles

o traveler feel the invite
merrily pause to respond
be a while in sunlight
among the lilies of the pond
inspiration: my cover photo
 Jan 2016
Babu kandula
There are nights

Am afraid of closing my eyes

There are mornings

Am reluctant to open my eyes
Dreams

Some are interesting

Some are terrifying
 Jan 2016
r
Someday I will leave
the cold sea

Leave its dark quiet wake
like all the long nights
I've forgotten

I will go sleep
on the soft shoulder
of the mountains

Watch her hands
cupping the moon

Somewhere west
of these frozen sad dunes

Say goodbye to the cry of the gull
and the bluewater wind I love

that leaves me feeling so cold.
 Jan 2016
Miki
Tracing shapes
My hands
Feel cold
Car seats
Rides
Outside
My makeup is
Too thick
And your
Mind
Is choking
Your sense
Mutual desire
But singular
Pleasure
Depression
On both ends
 Jan 2016
rootsbudsflowers
You want me to write for you
But what can I say?
There are no words I can put onto paper
That will not open your eyes
To the things that I have kept hidden
For so long.
 Jan 2016
lluvia de abril
As the train pulled away
a strikingly familiar note
filled the air
and you were part of me

a part that let
the better version of us live
and yet could keep us whole

the distance settled
in a light precipitation
drenching gray into the day

as I lost sight of the train
and walked back
three miles into a memory
to mark the last page
in our story
the page we failed
 Jan 2016
WendyStarry Eyes
?Who I am¿
?Who I used to be¿
Is all wrapped up
Inside of me

^^There are times^^
When I wish to hide
One of them so that
Others cannot see
All that has completed me

♡♥I know deep within♥♡
My heart that experiences
Both labeled good and bad
Have completed who I am
And who I will eventually be

++ I must rejoice ++
For all these experiences
granted to me
Be proud of all my deepest
Personalities

++ Praise The Lord ++
For such a
Glorious life
In this land of majesty

₩₩₩₩₩₩₩₩₩
♡♡♡♡♡
+++
she dries her hair in sun
in red frock windborne high
dreaming there's one
one day would pass her by

enwrapping in heat
sun licks her oily skin
flows down her lithe feet
craves one peep deep within

tickles her wind's mischief
its murmurs's caress
titillates her like a leaf
paints a rose on face

with her i can spin
yearns in my core
she's sweet sixteen
i'm two scores more
Information
applicable to
any one subject
is called "knowledge,"
whereas
information
cross-applicable to
any number of subjects
is called "wisdom."

The difference
seems to me to be
but a matter of
liberating one's Mind
from functional fixation
and practicing the art of
creative contemplation;
to not fear the unknown
fighting it, running from it;
but to rather welcome it
as a teacher and a friend
and to allow it to noirish
One's innate curiosity.

T'is indeed not a path
for the faint of heart:
those who should dismiss it
and diminutize it
and demonize it
as "the Occult"
are, themselves, guilty
of occluding
such respendant and divine potential!

Darkness-
the unknown-
is just as sacred
as Light, itself,
for Yin
cannot sustain
without Yang.

Such is the Tao:
such is God.

Thus I revere it
and refer to it
as Taogod;
not to limit either,
but instead
to set both terms free!
Hence my term "Taogod"
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