Faded Reflections - Hello Poetry

Sep 2015

Pidge

A story

voice cracks
bony fingers
small eyes
my tummy tingles

red lips
small ears
eyes meet
I'm weak

long torso
big feet
open heart
lips meet

one lie
two lies
you told me
please hold me

cold eyes
distant body
he forgot me
he just left me

long naps
touched pills
small frame
be tamed

heart broken
just a moment
leave me be
forever solemn

#life #drugs #teen #unhappy #brokenhearted

Sep 2015

Elisa Maria Argiro

"Resistance Is Futile!"

Monotone, mechanical, voices,
issuing from junior aliens in their
junior-alien gladiator-space-helmets,
spoke that now famous sentence
to the children of my generation
in Saturday morning cartoons.

Was this actual, hidden wisdom,
meant for us to remember years later?

Resistance,
in our personal lives,
to the behavior
of those around us,
usually just causes that behavior
to become more entrenched.

Did intelligent, actual aliens,
feed this message into
our childhood consciousness?

I smile to think so.

©Elisa Maria Argiro

#lifelessons #resistanceisfutile #vintagealiencartoons

Sep 2015

Arfah Afaqi Zia

You're gone

I write songs,
In remembrance of how long,
You and I could end up together,
They say fate is like weather,
As the climate changes,
I can see nothing in my range,
Your presence may disappear,
Erasing images which once were so clear,
In the distance I stand,
In a foggy night,
I await,
For you but I guess it's pretty late.

Sep 2015

Phil Lindsey

Judge and Jury

The blade was so sharp,
That it cut without pain.
Did anyone notice?
Do I have to explain?
Will my voice cry forever?
Or forever be still - as
I join my lost comrades
On the top of the Hill.

They laughed with me, at me,
And behind my back
All the while my morals
Were under attack,
I, the unfaithful,
Became my own jury
That’s when the laughter
Became full-blown fury.

There were many others
As guilty as me
Why are they still laughing?
Why can’t they see?
Why will no one judge them?
My ears ring with pain
I became judge and jury
For I could never explain.
pwl August 2015

Spoon River Anthology knockoff.........

Sep 2015

Arfah Afaqi Zia

Persuasion

Poignant images,
Excruciating pain,
Remorse you mean to say,
Some know some don't,
Unbearable they say,
Accepting your plea finally,
Sending flowers to lure,
Invincible bail,
Obstinate ways,
N**ever gain.

Sep 2015

Dreams of Sepia

Storm in a Teacup

There is a storm in my teacup
the one you've heard referred
to so often before

the neighbors want to know
what all the noise is
coming from behind my door

the lightning is fighting
with the thunder, the waves
of Earl grey crashing

on the fine china shores
There is a storm in my teacup
I don't know what to do anymore

some say it started
with the white lies my friend told
or with me crying that I'm getting old

the tea rose up in
indignation
the sugar screamed as it fell in

this is what I want to tell the nation:
there is a storm in my teacup.
Oh well.

Oh well.

There is a phrase in England ' it's a storm in a teacup' which basically means ' someone's making a lot of noise/fuss over nothing'

#funny #humor #storms #tea #britishness #fussovernothing

Sep 2015

David Ehrgott

Ivy

Zebrina Pendula
Now, get out of here
you're not invited
we don't want your wares

always the spreading
with arms out to here
your leaves always dying
I just vacuumed there

You gather then grow
with your worship you care
but most of the time
nobody else cares

from country to country
They're throwing you out
sometimes so quiet
sometimes with a shout

Zebrina Pendula
with all your despair
I hope you like water
It's all I can spare

Please quench your thirst
and take here a rest
Zebrina Pendula
now keep on your quest