What I Wanted To Tell You

Jun 2017

portrait of a failure

A naked body next to yours
won't make you feel
less alone.

A kiss as soft as moss
won't quell
the shadow's voice.

A clean escape
won't ease your steps
as you walk away.

But those things don't matter much,
because it's dark outside
and cold inside
and you can't sleep
and the phone won't ring.

Jun 2017

Zachary William

A Sad One Before I Go

I remember the way
the alcohol
lubricated our words to each other
and she told me those three
poisonous words:
"I love you"
Except she added
my name to the end
to make sure I knew
how important it was.
"You're the only
person I've said that to,"
She told me that night
as we parted ways

The next day she told
me that it didn't count
and that she was being
dramatic
and I remained in place
amongst those
who function better
as shadows,
withering under her
light,
hoping to hear the
meaningless words
again.

Jun 2017

Zachary William

Reroll

I remember
when you were
a giant,
huddled in your cave
with your friends
role-playing
the heroes
that you couldn't
be to your own children.

I keep throwing
dice at the wall
hoping to land a saving
roll that would
prompt you to come back.

Jun 2017

The Jolteon

Missing you

You are a planet
Come crashin into me
Start feeeling like
This is hennessy

Everytime that you
Come rushin into me
I start to think about
Everything I really need

But it seems like
Seems like
You don't care about
My life

But at the same time
I'm ok with that

Jun 2017

portrait of a failure

sadder

and i never felt much sadder
than the day that we first met
because i knew it didn't matter
that one day you would forget

all the nights we spent together
and the days we stayed in bed
and the words that i would whimper
oh so softly as you slept

no i never would have pictured
just how hard i'd fall for you
but the gold it turned to silver
and my heart turned back to blue

i should have seen it coming
you warned me you were cold
but the silence doesnt hurt less
just because it was foretold

and i never felt much sadder
than the day that i confessed
that i loved you more than life itself
even though i wished for death

Jun 2017

zebra

MAY I PLEASE

may i please
love you
touch your hand
meditate its slender form
feel each of your fingers
study their shape and bend
wanting your entire hand in my mouth
dreaming of you
clutching hard and desperate
that i may shed blood to sweeten your day
like dark berry jam

tattoo you with inky hooks !

may i please
brush your face with o so tremulous a touch
catch your buttercup smile and languid honey breath
caress your hair like a soft kittens sway
be entranced by your glistening aqueous lips

brand you
mine
with scalding iron !

your every move
a charm
that tumbles through echoes canyons
my heart a vaulted moon quivering
your every glance scorching me
sizzling like bacon on a hot tin roof
while moistened pink tongue
licks across pearly whites
sending bolts of scintillant refulgence
booming through me
shaking me to the floor

scar you with daggid cutlery !

can you feel me breaking for you
your eyes, synagogues for worship
crumbling
vanishing at you feet
you sweeten crests soul
do you see through me like a window
your pinned butterfly
foot slave
terminus
ticker tape love machine
printing staccato
marks and remarks
may i love you
may i come close
may i fall at your knees

open your throat
that willingly yields
veins and rivulets of red blood kisses
flooding me like child birth
into arms of love

waiting shaking
pierced
through the heart

may i please

love poem

#love #supplication #adult

Jun 2017

Parsavagely Kompenere

Let it Fall

Let the blade slip from your hand
Let it fall away like the blood you tried to shed
Let the past fall too, a thousand regrets gone
Let go
Let every time you doubted fade away
Let every wound heal
Let yourself be free of the fear
Let your heart beat warm blood
Let yourself believe that you were worth it
You were worth fighting for.

Jun 2017

Louise Glück

Snowdrops

Do you know what I was, how I lived? You know
what despair is; then
winter should have meaning for you.

I did not expect to survive,
earth suppressing me. I didn't expect
to waken again, to feel
in damp earth my body
able to respond again, remembering
after so long how to open again
in the cold light
of earliest spring--

afraid, yes, but among you again
crying yes risk joy

in the raw wind of the new world.

Jun 2017

Gidgette

Bad Boys Of Poetry

String pickers,
violinists
Poets
Bad Boys
The lot of you
We fall in Love
with you
a thousand times a day
We listen to your songs
poems
Voices,
over and over
Common thread in crystals
cloud bursts of feeling
that you each sharpen
daily
You
Bad Boys Of Poetry
You
cut we
black butterflies
and
dark diamond
poetesses
daily,
hourly
We butterfly bats
dance,
sing
write!
Yet,
you
Bad Boys Of Poetry
Still
Lie, there in
to your ownselves,
and say
"No one loves me,
I'm alone
Forgotten"
Well,
No.
We each see
as we wish
Pluck your strings!
Sing your songs!
But know,
you're LOVED
A thousand times a day
By black butterflies
and dark diamonds

Poetesses
~only a poetess
A

I can't begin to list you all. But Sir wca(Joshua), Fixative(My pan) Frais de(my sunny) Pagan Paul, Light House(my trey), Temperal Fugue(my Sidd), Natieve Son, Wordvango, Traveler(my Tim).
My bad boys of poetry, you are loved and adored. Thank you. I'd give you all a heart if the new format allowed it;)

#gorgeous

Jun 2017

r

Realism

I feel fine, now
that stoical ice
grows within me
like a tangled vine
wrapping around
inside, and outside
I'm a laughing smiling
clown upside down
on my house, and
my life, you see
this frown painted
by Courbet, realistic
as Pushkin's finest
piece of poetry.