Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 May 2016
Cynthia Jean
oh, the air is sweet
the sun is hot,and the waves come crashing in
on my sand castle

and the sky is blue,
and the gulls cry out
their grateful song

for a perfect day
for a time for building
castles in the sand

for a moment in time
for a memory

cj 2016
some of my best early memories are down at the beach and being in a creative place ...in my mind...playing in the sand
 May 2016
Polar
The silence roars...

No one can reach me.

My soul calls out to an empty void.

Do you hear my cries?

I am like the lone wolf

Howling into the night

Going out of my mind

For the company of my kind.

Like a ***** in search of a friend,

I'll just keep whistling to the end.
Ins
 May 2016
Mfena Ortswen
Swept away by the waves of the ocean
I find that I'm in constant motion
Searching for dry land or an island
Water is my companion, holding my hand
It is always with me, all around
My best friend who won't let me find solid ground
Both of us are stuck
In this friendship brought by ill luck
Both of us are stuck
My best friend who won't let me find solid ground
It is always with me, all around
Water is my companion, holding my hand
Searching for dry land or an island
I find that I'm in constant motion
Swept away by the waves of the ocean
 May 2016
AndIFell
16w*
I love you too much to go
But I love myself too much to stay.
I just can't find a balance...
 May 2016
Polar
Death comes for a poet

With a plume of smoke rising

From a quill, pen, computer key.

When we write in love or hate

We have no choice in the path we follow

For all roads lead to home.

Whether you leave this plane

With the wealth of a nation

Or in poverty

In fame or deep obscurity

The real tragedy

Is that no-one gets to enjoy immortality.

Our saving grace is that we are the few

Who truly get to write

Our own elegy.

We are the few capable

Of surviving death and time.

Alas we may never see

Our elegy bloom,

Rise to become our eulogy.
 May 2016
Terry Jordan
I got locked out of the house today
While feeding my cat on the porch
In a bathrobe without my purse
No phone, no key, barefoot of course

So I sprinted to the driveway
Where my man was still backing out
Engrossed in checking his emails
He must have missed my screaming shout

Backed out all the way to the street
His eyes ahead in the early dawn
He didn't see my panicky dance
Off to work, in a flash, he was gone

Despite my last ditch effort
Racing after him down the street
He never looked back, not once
I was abandoned with ****** feet

It's only half past 7am
Time to problem-solve my way inside
Even though I had a ladder to climb
Every lock and bolt let all hope die

That day I spent on the patio
Long and hot it was to be sure
Feeling neglected and left behind
I cried a few tears in a blur

Then I did some overdue yard work
Drank out of the hose like my dog
Relaxed in the hammock instead of lunch
Dozed off in an afternoon fog

Till I found a book on reflexology
I'd been meaning to read for so long
Practiced a few techniques on my cat
And planned how I'd tell Bill he'd done me wrong
true story
 May 2016
Melissa S
I had the craziest dream last night
not sure if it was a full moon
or if all the stars were aligned
but all my past boyfriends were in my room
even some of the crazy ones I met online

My first thought was to scream and yell
I was like great they are here to haunt me
They said it was not like that at all
Only here to say hello and wish me well

Wish me well I thought, what kind of **** is this?
Am I going to die tonight or something?
No need to think of this as a negative visit
and anyways please remember
it was not us who did most of the dumping...

They then told me this:
*We all have a new life now
and it is time we all get on with it
it is okay to think of the past from time to time
but live for the present and future
your current friends and family
is what should be on your mind
 May 2016
Ja
I stepped outside
To see the view
The sky still dark
The rain just thru

Then the sun
Burst out its rays
And they shown down
Thru all the haze

So it appeared
As if next door
The arc those blazing
Colours bore

It seemed so close
I could just reach
And with my hand
Those colours breach

And as I stood there
In the light
It was so clear
It was so bright

The air was fresh
So clean and pure
I was amazed
By its allure

My nostrils flared
My senses peaked
The moment seemed
So quite unique

But as I gazed
More clouds appeared
And then my rainbow
Disappeared
BOEMS BY JA 218
 May 2016
chimaera
Alices in holes,
swaying in the
land of mirrored
doors. Stiffed
Humpties on walls,
in the distant light.

Dumped my faith,
once, twice, three times
dumped it.  So, you see,
chopped my own heart,
had to.
Will you have me
around your table,
Mad Hatter, sir,
'cause i'd suit so well,
into a merry go-round.

No more me to
hand out, delusional
believer in stories,
made up stories
in snow faked globes.

Oh yes, of course,
i can pass the sugar,
we ran out of salt.
Shall we overdose now,
from a sweetened slumber?
30.04.2016
 May 2016
Laurent
Listen,
Learn,
Read,
Write,
Sing,
Laugh,
Love,
Dance,
Lean,
Defy,
Rebel,­
Reveal,
Encourage,
Portray,
Show,
Dismay,
Share,
and Live.
A nostalgia for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being
Next page