A Poem A Day Keeps The Demons At Bay

Nov 2017

devante moore

Loaded gun
On the run

Enemies turned friends
Enemies again

Sharpened knife
Ended life

Back stabber
Secret kidnapper

Foul play
Hell to pay

Betrayer
Word molester

Out to ****
Blood spilled

Carpets stained with blood
Eyes stained with tears

Nov 2017

devante moore

We accept the love we think we deserve

Well if that's true
The love I deserve
Isn't on the menu
So I'll take the loved that's been rubbed in the dirt
Bruised and beaten
The love that's been hurt
Left out in the blistering sun
Dried out on the lawn
I'll take the love that's been frozen over
And constantly thawed out
The love I deserve can't be found
So I'll take the the love that's been abused
And overused
Stepped and stomped on
Like a welcome mat
I'll take the love no one wants around

Nov 2017

Paul Butters

Every Home

Every home has a Mother
Waiting with open arms at the door.
And a Dad in his armchair,
As the tradition goes.

Welcome to the lounge
Where we can huddle by the fire.
TV in the corner
And - if you have them –
Dogs and cats to stroke.

Then there’s Sunday Lunch
And those daily aromas of baking.
Memories of scooping out the bowl
And eating most of the peas you shelled.

Home – a place of refuge
Where you can bring all your troubles
And have them resolved.

Our Mum kept a beautiful garden,
Resplendent with colourful flowers.
An oasis on a council estate.

As Dorothy Gale of Oz fame said before me:
There’s no place like Home.

Paul Butters

© PB 20\11\2017.

Looks like I've started an "Every" series.

#home #oz #mother #father #family #pets

Nov 2017

devante moore

Untitled

He's tormented by his past
Every night
Wakes up in a sweaty mess
And out of breath
Goes In his bathroom
Stares in the mirror
Not sure what he's looking at
Then Yells and yells
Finally he punches the glass
Shredding his worn out knuckle
Pulls the mirror from the hinges out of frustration
Throws it on the floor
While the voices in his head laugh
He strips the shower curtain
Rips it in half
Then yells some more
Until his throat becomes sore
Goes under the bathroom sink
Grabs the hammer
That's awefully dull
Grips it tight in his hand
Until the pain he can't withstand
Then he goes at the walls
Bashing
Smashing
Trying to destroy it all
He's tormented by his past
Still see flashes of memories
Dancing on the shattered glass
Finally he stops
And drops
The broken glass imbed itself in his knees
There's a woman smiling at him
From within a shard of glass
"You don't have to cry anymore, go back to sleep"

Couldn't think of a title...

Nov 2017

Paul Hardwick

Keeping fit.

Going down the gym
got me on the lift
got stuck
with the keep fit girl
she started to sweat
I told her she was ok
she was panicking
two hours I spent
trying to calm her down
sweat on her t-shirt and mine
that was wrong
on all levels
not going again
got me a home gym
going to have it upstairs
now can anybody help me carry up the box?

Love P@ul.

Nov 2017

devante moore

Let you down

I'm sorry
I failed you
I know I promised to always hold on
But I just couldn't keep you in my grip
I tried to always hold you in the palm of my hands
But you just filtered through the seems like sand
Im ashamed to see
All the scars you bare on your body because of me
I let you go
And watched everyone else pull you down
Back riddle with marks
From being drugged on the ground
You always treated some like royalty
But you've never been crowned
I know I let you down
But I'm back now
Tried reaching out to pick you back up
But you just slapped my hand away
And frowned
What don't you remember me?
Aren't I still the person
You see
When you look in the mirror
Aren't you still looking at me?
I know I let you down
Tried taking care of everyone else
But never looked after me

Nov 2017

devante moore

Reunion

Here we are
At one of your family gatherings
I caught a glimpse of you
Sitting across the way
And immediately turned away
Hoping we didn't meet eyes
I could feel my heart
Trying to slash its way through the lungs and bash through my ribs
Wanting out of my chest
Who would've thought in a million years
I'd see you here
Out of all the places
A random gathering of people
All ken to you
Trying to stay calm
But now I'm nervous
Legs shaking
Head aching
Over thinking
Hope that nobody knew
If they found out I'd be shunned
And hung by my own shame
I haven't talked to god in awhile
But I needed a miracle
Please please don't let attention be drawn to me
Or for anyone call out my name
Like they usually do
If they did I wouldn't know what to do
I was desperately trying to hold on to this secret
Kept by me and you
That last night I slept with you

Nov 2017

Paul Hardwick

MyMind.

Sleep or awake
this ******* thing works
filling spaces with words
bouncing along
in a world of its own
MyMind knows things
reaching out on all sides
I move my world one step on
to new things
emotional
sad withdrawn
thinking all things out
a picture is drawn
and only MyMind
knows what comes next
and MyMind has not invented vet
so it does not yet exist

and that was a party political broadcast
on behalf of
MyMind

P@ul.

P@ul.
***.

Nov 2017

Paul Hardwick

Left leEgg with the double G.

Fell off
right under a Christmas tree
just came right off
spending life balancing on the right one
to many eggs
or is that easter
I forget
Left leg fell off
now have just the right one.

My love stopped years ago
not easy balancing here
on my ******* right one
under the misotoe
Please kiss me
I am one on my back
and my knee
as the ******* other one fall off
you and me?

Can it be?

God love our troops.
as they help all others all one, as in the free world
under the Christmas misotoe.

P@ul **** me my fillings hurt. To many eggs.
***.
sorry about the edits.

Nov 2017

Poetic T

Though I Had No Petals

I was a flower with no petals
           but still you saw deeper.

Knowing one day I would blossom.

You were every drop that watered me,
      every ray of luminosity
                            that gazed upon me.

You saw the potential of a flower
                           with no petals..
And knew that given time everything
                                                  blossoms...

#selfworth #petal #flower #inner #beuaty

Nov 2017

Poetic T

Will You Be..

I stare at empty picture frames...

Vacant memories never filled..
That moment I regret was never saying..
*"I do,

#asjked #lonely #frames

Nov 2017

Poetic T

I Was Never Greedy

I was an empty glass till
you filled me half way.

"I was never greedy"

But as I saw it
I was a short shot
So who needs a full glass
to get tipsy..

#love #size #short #glass