Defining Love - Hello Poetry

Sep 2018

Edmund black

Everything in my life
Falling apart
And
Simultaneously
everything in my life
pulling itself together
The truth is
life breaks everyone
life breaks everything
Nevertheless
I choose positive thoughts
I choose adaptability
I choose compassion
I choose gratitude
I choose love
I choose humility
I choose courage
I choose to keep moving forward
I choose to create a beautiful life
within the ugliness of it all
I choose to reach inside myself
and ignite a fire that will burn
forevermore
And at the end of it all
I know I will emerge victorious
within those broken places

Sep 2018

bex

The Lucky One

I have been so lucky to know a dog...

To know the enduring love of mud puddles and everything pure.

To know joyfulness in a greeting,
and the happiness of eating a stick.

To know gentleness and nuzzling,
and the softness of fur blowing in a breeze.

To know a wagging tail and the thumping of paws on the floor.

I have been so lucky to know a dog...

For my Dillon dog...

They give us so much more than we give them.

Sep 2018

Akira Chinen

it only hurts...

It only hurts when
he thinks of her...

and she is all
he can think about...

pain is the constant presence
of a past tense
never told her how he felt
never held her in his arms
never spoke the words
bleeding from his heart

too terrified to move
too afraid to speak
couldn’t clear his head
couldn’t stop the falling
couldn't escape the force
of the gravity of his attraction

painting pictures of her
just below the bones of his ribs
writing songs of her
in every hall
and chamber of his heart

now he is burning
a lone star
unseen in the sky
waiting for the end
of the hurting

It only hurts
when he thinks about her...

and she is all
he can think about...

Sep 2018

mads

It’s getting bad, again.

Maybe I’m just empty space...
Crawling... dissipating.
Sinking into this nameless,
Faceless, loveless,
Human afterthought.

You and I.
You. And I am damaged.
I’ll rip myself apart and scrape the dust together,
Maybe I’ll build myself from the ashes...
Or maybe the wind will tear through this canyon again.
I live in a depth you don’t want to understand.
You and I.
You.
You don’t say you love me anymore.

Sep 2018

Sjr1000

When Something's Not Right It's Wrong

You talked about the hours
I know what you mean
Two cocoons spinning around each other
Waiting to be born

Nothing personal was the agreement
After awhile

It gets lonely
With nothing else to do but be inside

Not wanting to hide
Or collide
Do we really have that much time?

Two cocoons spinning
You became a butterfly
I became a moth
You flew west
I flew north.

The title is one of my favorite Bob Dylan lines from Your Going to Make Me Lonesome When You Go...

Aug 2018

Sharon Talbot

Late in the Day

The faded beauty,
a desiccated blush
Still seen by you and me
was evidence of
a scarlet flush.

But the season is over
And the mating done.
Splendor still hovers
Until the two are one.

But who are we to stand and gawk,
Though they rest in shade and know us not?

Their hour is spent in the maiden sun,
And we arrive after the race is won.

Stoop low to gather useless information
about magnetism and procreation.
We are nothing more than nature's shields
And the guardians of whatever she yields.

#nature #late #guardians #animals #beauty #season #mating #splendor

Aug 2018

wordvango

All of me

Once
     I was a dunce but
In my head I had
       Arranged
This view of
       Me supreme superior
In order
        To hide from being
Inferior.
      So deranged I was
I invented my purpose.
      Which was, to be honest,
A ploy to hide
        Myself in shadow.
And then I met the one
       Who sang my praise
Like I had done.
       I was amazed
She really believed
       In me. How numb
I felt to her touch
       Until I looked
Into her eyes.
        And knew.
She actually believed
      In me. Knew all
My secret peculiarities.
      But, she, my angel
From  above loved
       Me unconditionally.
And there I now know
      Because of her,
All of me
        Is all of her.

Aug 2018

Edmund black

When Little Becomes Everything

Standing here looking
Into the blue sky
Reminiscing about my childhood years
Teardrops on my cheeks
I would trade everything
To live it once more
I was the son of a mother
Who was bellow the poverty line
Father was a rolling stone
was nowhere to be found
But
The strangest thing is
I don’t remember being poor
I didn’t know a beans and cornbread
dinner was because we didn’t have money
And that my mom roasted peanuts
in the oven and cinnamon toast
was because we couldn’t afford
more expensive options
I only knew that they were delicious
and that my mom provided
and
was diligent with what she brought home
I remember my mom worked so hard to make things special
She made our birthday cakes and the Christmas
she pinched every penny to buy our toys and clothes
She would bring comfort where
there is hurt and unforeseen pain
She is what others view
as what’s right in this world
She is a breath of fresh air
Being poor didn’t stopped us from enjoying our-youths
Because love kept us
and gratitude
Turned little
into everything

Mother you’re the light of my world. The closest to perfection I’ve experienced in life........ A Mother!

Aug 2018

Rohan P

her

'her' as whispered praxis:

her
stormy
hair

her
highland
shoulders

brush me in
wind.

nature is just an expression of her.
(f. ellie)

#nature #ellie

Aug 2018

Edmund black

Even Poetry Can’t

When
    It
     Comes
       To
    Love
Literally
        I
Propose
      The
Kind
      Of
     Intimacy
So
               Flawlessly
                               Glamorous
                       Even
                              Poetry
                              Cannot
                       Describe.

When I’m in , I’m in .... No two ways about it, true love never complicated..... The unfaithful People Are ... There are no shortcuts to love , but so many too often turn a blind eye!

Aug 2018

Torin

Reprieve

I looked to her to be an empty city
empty houses empty roads
ghost haunt the royal palace
in the garden no flowers grow
I looked to her to be
I looked to her and saw an angel
a radiant creature come to me
who blessed the fields and rivers
In my heart a revery
I looked to her and saw

my only best chance to make right now last forever
and I don't
no, I won't have to worry any more
I'll be with her
she with me
I won't have to worry anymore

I looked to her to be awakened
eyes reaching deeper shades
both the stars they held
universes in my head
I looked to her to be
I looked to her and saw it all
and took it and cherished it
held it close to my heart
learned it and loved it
I look to her and saw

no, i won't have to worry anymore