dream a little dream of me

Jun 2015

Alexis

James

He aims at his head
With the bullet
But he shot her
through
the heart.
And she cries..
"These violent delights
Have violent ends."
He was. She is.
She can't stand it.
Death in the form
of suicide.
In the youth's eyes.
He flies.
"There is no God"
She said to me.
"Because my Jamie is dead."
Hot, hot shower.
Skin is red.
"He's dead."

Jun 2015

Alexis

Losing Lighters

I always lose you,
But you are so easy to replace.
Many colors and patterns,
Yet they all work the same.
You are never near when needed,
And I need you the most.
You always hide in the shadows,
Waiting for me to find you,
But this relationship is so one-sided.
With flames that burn the weeds.
Of this I'm always in need.
You are only to be lost,
Lighter,
In the hands of me.

Jun 2015

Alexis

Overdose

Playing with needles,
And body altering chemicals.

Trying to feel something real.

Pushing the boundaries of life,
And happiness.

This is how you accept yourself.

This is how you killed yourself.

Jun 2015

Nessa dieR

(10w) Last words

I'd give everything to know
those were the *last words

#words #pain #why #hurt #him #last #left #different #place

Jun 2015

Nessa dieR

Gone

If I could see my baby
At least once, tonight,
As the weather:* rainy,
Gives a chill, just right.
Oh, what I would give to just be told
He would never appear before my eyes;
**I hope he won't grow old...
I will miss singing his lullabies.

#why #rain #mother #dad #young #disappear #gone #miss #baby

Jun 2015

Chris

Poets Dream (10w)

~

I write poetry for you,
*I dream poetry of us

For you beautiful

Jun 2015

Chris

I am lost

~

I am lost…
wandering aimlessly
among towering pines,
sweeping branches
of shaded bliss
leaving pine cone markers
along a soft needled path

The breeze is cool,
fragrant wisps through
clinging vines braided
in abstract patterns
as I try to gather
my bearings

I can see the sun
through the forest
falling lower in the sky
reflecting on the
calm flowing waters
of this small stream
I have been following
for what seems to be hours

Carp and minnows,
orange, black and gray
swim happily
with little care though
I am becoming worried now,
my body aches from the walking
but it feels good
the air is still sweet
as I hear an owl
in the darkness
of the treed canopy
greeting me

I come to a clearing,
tall grasses sway
and I see the sunset
blooming like a prized rose,
petals awash in bright pastels
on the horizon

I sit for a spell
gazing upon the
wonders of nature,
thinking back on
what I have seen,
what I have experienced
and what I am witnessing
right now and finally realize

I am not lost at all…
*I am found

Jun 2015

Ami Shae

Swimming (10w)

Swimming out to sea
hoping
the waves will
swallow me.

well, maybe for just a short time
could use a break from this weary
brain of mine...

#sad #alone #lost #ocean #sea #tired #waves #swimming

Jun 2015

brandon nagley

disparu ( Gone) french tongue

Tis
Weds
June 24th
Seeketh mine queen
mi amour of mine dreams,
No I do no seeketh her or loveth her out of mine own
Lonesomeness,

If I sought one out of lonesomeness
It shalt not be love!!!!!

But she's mine true amare
I needeth on this chilled wed's night
Because she's once again disappeared
Into the moon's light....

Tis I think
I shalt go to bed
Wherein
I canst dream
Of her
Tonight!!!

#miamour #el-sadated

Jun 2015

Cecil Miller

At Times

At times, your flotsom and jetsom gets to me.
Mostly, I think you're beautiful.

At times, I look at you and want to ask,
"Why are you in a frantic, frothing frenzy?"

At times, I exclaim, "Really? Come on! I mean, come on! How bad is it, really?"...

At times, you storm away.

At times, I wonder if you are worth the aggrivation.

At times, I don't think I deserve you.

I wrote this, just now, on this url, from my small, but smart phone the first thing this morning. March 14, 2015.

#love #poem #original #poems #times #at #miller #cecil