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 Jun 2012
Seán Mac Falls
Her eyes, 
Sunken, blue
With edges of ruddy green,
Of olive, kelp, fatigue,
A certain muddy camouflage,
Bright with purpose,
Ambition and fierce urgency, 
Set their twin star sights
On me and I learned a new
Word that day—
Surrender.

I fell into formation,
Saluting her stars in the fullest light
Of the falling day.
I learned how to survive
Under such searing heat
And became intimate
With sneak attacks, 
Friendly fire, sudden blitzkrieg
And the nuclear winter,
The dark sheet,
Of sorrows unveiling.
 Jun 2012
Janelle Flora Viser
Your skin is ruddy
and you’re made of rock.
I’m part naivety
and part alcohol,
trying hard to swallow
my need for you to touch me.
 Jun 2012
AW
If my mirror would listen I’d tell her to stand
Out in the rain, with her hands
Turned up and her fingers spread
To feel the drops that resemble the pain
Seep through but never form
A sea that will, when it storms
Bring back all the hurt to the shore

If my mirror would listen I’d tell her to stay
Just where she is ‘cause it is ok
To gaze out of the window and wait
For the sun to rise and make
The rain that brought in all the mourn
Dry up and leave the soil
Ready for a new flower to be born

If my mirror would listen I’d tell her to raise
Her head up to the sun that
Shines on her face and feel sad
Because light is not all there will be
And clouds will come once again
To give her the chance to stand
Out in the rain with her hands
 May 2012
agalwithwords
There was a time I believed

The moments I have truly lived

Everything has now fallen apart

Only left is a stone heart



Sometimes when the past recalls

A white soul lurking in the walls

Renaissance of night has start

Only left is a stone heart



The tears were the strength

Shortening the melancholy length

Through the vein the ashes dart

Only left is a stone heart



The shadow, the rain, the thunder

Once made me to gaze in wonder

The storm has long being depart

Only left is a stone heart



The brightening pages were empty

To fill it with dreams aplenty

They are all gone off the chart

Only left is a stone heart…
 May 2012
Victor Marques
We will never know,
God made the rainbow.
We have rain and snow,
The train just go.



We will never know the whole space,
Discover a new race.
Stars like sun in everyday,
Ghosts to live and stay.



We will have a soul,
Footballers with no goal.
Mens with no feet,
Angels we will meet.



We will live or die?
No treasure to buy.
We love until the end,
We never know my dear friend.


Wamest regards.
Victor Marques
know, eternal, life.
 May 2012
TinaMarie
I'm staring at this clock
     Wishing I could turn back time.
To...Let's say...the summer
     Of Nineteen Eighty Nine.

I just remembered something
     I frankly failed to do.
And should have done at the time
     I first thought to Kiss you.

What could have, that simple kiss become?
That simple kiss, that went left undone
A simple kiss from me to you
Just a simple kiss... or... two.

I am staring at the hands on this clock
     Dreaming of how life could have been.
If only I garnered the courage
     To Kiss you back then.


© Tina Thompson
 May 2012
TinaMarie
You taught me to believe in myself
     And encouraged me to soar.
You protected me from harm, keeping
     Enemies away with your roar.
You raised me to feel wealthy
     Even though we were poor.
You showed me God's grace by
     Always making room for one more.

You are the personification of unconditional love
     The epitome of selflessness.
You are the embodiment of true beauty
     The essence of graciousness.

You are my Mother
              my Motivator
             my Strength
    And my Friend.




© Tina Thompson
 May 2012
Mark Boucher
Tonight, I was made aware of my lonliness,
Or my lonliness was made aware of me,
Either/Or, I'll walk like confidence cause it's all I've got everything to lose,
No one needs to know how this feels,

These words will haunt you...
Your lust will haunt you...
My absence will haunt you...

Like a ghost inside of your head,
Your vanity showed through,
You packed up and started new,
And I'm still here, teary-eyed, and wondering why,
So don't blame me because I'm ******* bitter,
And I'm demanding some answers.

Don't try to fulfill my memory,
Because you are just a memory,
Don't express your love for me,
Because it's something you'll regret,
Don't let yourself feel special,
Because you're just something I'll forget...
Angst has taken over. I'm getting sloppy...
 May 2012
a maki
I walked to the edge of the river,
dipped my hand in and
felt the cool air hit my chilled fingertips.

I knew no one had been here before,
practicing my ritual of solitude,
saying goodbye to yesterdays faults.

Standing on the edge of the river,
somewhere between land and water.
 May 2012
a maki
people come together and move apart
like the sand that lines the ocean.
built into castles,
broken down by a careless step,
washed back to sea.
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