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Liquid skies come washing down
Sheltering under rainbow bridges
Diamond raindrops hit the ground
Golden umbrellas by sea blue ridges

Sun beams dance across the sky
Making the giant oak crack a smile
Little ants play in the purple grass
They walk an inch or a mile

A small pink bird sings her song
For the listening flowers to hear
The moon salutes the silver clouds
As the stars secretly begin to appear
Copyright © Chris Smith 2010
 Dec 2014
Deb Harman
In a box
trapped in a box
of darkened despair
no escape to light
feel deprived
no oxygen to breathe
so tight struggle
in your deepest darkest
hour
its a daunting struggle
of a darkened world
in a box
so cold chill as ice
hearts so cold dull
saddened of the fear
crippling with terror
as you shed that lonely tear
in a box
deepened by those thoughts
fighting to escape
for just that bit of air
body trembles just for that
little light
to seek from this box of
dark despair
in a box
so alone so alone
in that darkest hour
just wanting that little air to breathe
just that little light to shine
in the world deep dark despair

In A Box
by Deb Harman ©
 Dec 2014
Kevin Eli
The reason why it's so hard for us to get paid and live on our words is because words don't cost us anything to give.

I sit on the street and pass out my writing.
All but a few keep on driving.

Do I just sit here and lock up my poems?
Throw them in a vault and never show anyone?

I sit in the market and pass out my writing.
All but a few keep on talking.

***** it. I don't care if nobody will pause to read.
And I don't care what they say about me, because words are cheap.

I sit on the pier and pass out my writing.
All but a few keep on walking.

Those who dare to sit and read, instead of speak while blind
Will find the value in a stranger's lines
Hidden just underneath.

I sit on a mountain and pass out my writing.
A hiker came by today and did something strange...

He started reading.
Change and hope are real. Be patient with one another.
Close your eyes and come take my hand
As we take a walk across smiling crocodiles
Passing dancing penguins that wish us good morning
So they tilt up their top hats as they greet us

Green and yellow and purple striped tigers
Come bouncing by, chasing pink polka dot butterflies
Kings and Queens jump off jack in a boxes
Laughing at the horse that has got two heads

You open your eyes and you can see the mad man
Trying to change the world as he writes down his poetry
Giggling to himself in his strange mixed up way
As he looks in the crystal mirror he looks just like me

Look up and watch the bumble bee as he chases the lady bird
The elephant driving in his bright red mini cab
You see the world of floating giant oak doors
And you know it is a shame the real world is on the other side

So we cross over the bridge of a magical rainbow
To where the Satyr dances with the pixie princess
But soon you will forget me and this place we visit
You wake up and the colour has changed to black and white




copyright Chris Smith 26th November 2009
Down in the alley

The cats are swaying

The leader is O'malley

He's got a guitar he's playing



Ginger is on bass strumming

He's doing his thing

Tabby is there drumming

And they're ready to sing



She cats are sharpening their claws

Dancing with their tails in the air

See the cats licking their paws

All the cats are there



Join in if you're a cat

The party is out of sight

Down in the alley where it's at

Going on all through the night




copyright Chris Smith 1998
He spotted the pink swan
Did the laughing hyena
As he giggled on the lawn
Because he had seen her
copyright Chris Smith 2010
 Aug 2014
Danielle Shorr
I'd like to think
That just the taste of your lips
Could wash out every name
That's been on my tongue
I'd like to think
That mine could do the same
For you
But the truth is
I am not whole enough
To be able to fill your vacancy
The truth is
You deserve greater
And so much more
Than what I have to offer
You deserve a girl who won't cry
The first time you make love to her
Someone who isn't broken
Who isn't tainted by past
Someone who isn't scraped from rough hands
Who isn't built of memories and nightmares
You deserve someone who can love without fear
And give you everything
But I am not that someone
I will tremble in your arms no matter how honest they are
At night I will be restless and inconsolable
When the weight of the world is too heavy
I will collapse underneath it
I am not strong
I sometimes struggle in keeping myself intact
And I am filled to the rim with emptiness
You deserve so much more
Than what I can give
But I am capable of loving
Harder than most
I will pour out every last part of myself
Just to give you something to hold
I may not be
What you deserve
But I can try
My best.
 Jul 2014
Kevin Eli
Ten years ago,
I never felt so low.
The hours they come and go, come and go
But the minutes; they move by so fast, their faces they will never show

And I know.
You've got my heart and soul.
My love for you will never grow old.
But there's just one thing more I asks for.
But it's too much, and I know it.
It's just too much,

To ask

To be loved. I want to be loved by you.

To live with
To dream with
To grow old with
And die with
But the best part
Was trying
To be who
I can't be
The best of you
The worst of me
The love I find inside my enemy

Oh, to be loved. I want to be loved by you.

To live with
To dream with
To grow old with
And die with
To lie with
I'm tryin'
To find out
The best part
Was not now
But at the start
So when I leave
Please gently find
That how much I loved you,
Won't fade in time.

To be loved
I want to be loved by you.
A song. I wrote this about a girl I fell in love with. Her name was Lacey. We were together for years. I've never loved the drug, but I loved her enough to do it with her.
 Jul 2014
Kevin Eli
When I was with her,
I never felt so alive, nor dead.
I never felt so much love, nor so alone.
I never felt so much pain, and so much joy.
I never knew how strong I was, nor how weak.
I never knew what I could do, nor what was out of reach.
Still can't see a difference between loving her and torturing me.
 Jul 2014
The Messiah Complex
Please don't misunderstand me
I know this had to be done, things
were growing more rotten by the day
and sudden amputation was our only choice, but

I still feel you, like
fingers grazing skin, I feel you
like a heart that never left this chest
I still feel you, and

Though we had to cut away
the decayed flesh of what is
I am still trapped, thinking about
what was, and what could have been

My heart is still full of tomorrows
and I need you to know
I will never love again, not the way I loved you
never that way

Each path before, led me to you  
but somewhere we took a detour
and I can't stop thinking; Is this the way it ends?
is this the way true love was meant to die?

Severed limb and bleeding heart?
I am only human, and there is a limit
to how much pain I can endure
and even though you're gone

*I can still feel you beating in my chest
A phantom limb is the sensation that an amputated or missing limb (even an *****) is still attached to the body and is moving appropriately with other body parts
Soaring through the sky, going higher
Roaring with a breath of fire
He is searching to rescue his mistress
He knows somewhere she is in distress

He looks so majestic high in the sky
Searches around the land with a lizard's eye
He would give his life to save her
He begins to seek so much further

Three knights have caught the maiden in a field
They will force her and they will make her yield
But the dragon comes roaring with a ball of flame
Putting and end to what would be their wicked game

She is so happy to see her brave loyal friend
On her dragon she knows she can always depend
Climbs on his back, and they ride through a cloud
He takes her back to the village, a dragon so proud
 Jul 2014
Jenim Dibie
Words helped me find a new way to breathe.


©Jenim Dibie
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