Favorite poems - Hello Poetry

Aug 2016

r

All of his letters ended in goodbye
instead of to be continued

someday we're all going to die
my brother, he would say

now he's got me saying the same
words like the moon and darkness
that only we could hear

he'd listen to the blues and sip whiskey
until morning, then wake me
from my sleep, tell me to go out

and cut the weeds
growing up around the stone
angels in the field.

Aug 2016

nivek

procession

the great procession of history
is often in a rush
and when I was a child it was snail slow boredom that often tortured your dreams and wrung them out to dry.
To escape was the eternal elusive plan to put into action
which in turn instilled a deep personal endurance
and a perseverance hidden from the world.
You had to find your place, your spot, so you could dance and sing your small way in the great procession of life, make all your dreams come true, not take them with you tucked away in your heart, to the grave.

Jul 2016

r

Think I'll dock here

You know how you're down and out
on the river, three sheets to the wind,
doing some night casting, a little
moonlighting to pay off the bill,
and you decide, by god I'm tired
of drifting, I think I'll anchor here.

Me, I'm living on beer, boiled eggs,
and ruined mascara. Tonight,
I'll make enough to buy a roll of dimes
so she can play the box, so she can drop
them in the sawdust, on purpose
and lean over, oh me, oh my.

Jul 2016

Tia White

These Days

Time flies by these days so fast.
You better make sure the moments last.
Enjoy the little things in life while you can.
Like the laughter of a child or the love a friend.
Take the time to enjoy what is given to you.
Things like sunsets, rainbows, and skies of blue.
You never know when they can be taken away.
Because time flies by so fast these days.

Jul 2016

Pradip Chattopadhyay

Toy House

From the rooftop
I see the houses sleeping in moonlight

(My chance ascent to the roof
for a space to be aloof
begets this poem)

I know this stillness is deceptive

behind the half glow neon panes
or the wooden ones shut tight from light
beyond the dumb walls of white
tears and smiles are flowing
also grunts of despair
moans of flesh upon flesh
stopping at the skin
or going far down to that misty spot
and even far past all them
two hearts holding the flame
of years buried on the bed
a child still in their head
or there but really not there
somewhere too wide to build a bridge

(Thirty minutes past nine
the toy houses in the moonlight shine
in their chambers holding life not seen)

And I atop one such house know
it's time to go down the stairs
to take up the script again
and write and act and write
for the length of night.

Jul 2016

Sjr1000

Text

Do you want to go dance in the moonlight?

Where?

Dry Lagoon around the rocky bend
Just past the tide pools
Anenomies and Star Fish
Where the beach is
Where the agates, glassy yellow shine
in the horizon sun

Sounds good
When are you coming?

Around six thirty-five
There's a harvest moon rising
I have Del Shannon and the Drifters on the Spotify

My mom is in a mood
I don't know if she'll let me go
She's being way to profound
yelling at the t.v.

It's okay
Tell her you're gonna find some bliss
She won't know what to do with this

You're my sweetie
Come and get me
I've got a baggie for the agates
A "bonnet" for the sun
I don't know the Drifters
But come on around
and
Give me some

K.

Remember, save the last dance for me.

Quite a day of amazing poetry, so many brilliant writes, so much tragedy out there in our world. This is just a wispy interlude, hoping to make you smile

Jul 2016

wordvango

I know

just one small inscribed ring and a feather
on the silver threaded chain,
just one small tear falls down my cheek
and I know now, whether hell
or heaven can save or burn my soul forever,
I will know she loved me

Jul 2016

ThePoet

• Words •

The words will come
when you're sound asleep
And you've lost it all
and have nothing to keep

When your mind is shallow
and your pain is deep
And your eyes resemble
the clouds that weep

The words will come...

©

Jul 2016

Julie Langlais

Clouds & Stars

You will meet clouds of people
Who enjoy you superficially
Give you moments of forgettable memories

You will meet stars of people
Who shine bright in your life
Touch your soul
Share their sparkle
And inspire you to be more

But If you open yourself to our universe

You may even meet the moon
Who will completely
Change your outlook on life
Who will light up your soul
Share her elegance
Reflect her vision
And feed your spirit

Jl 2017

#life #moon #stars #people #clouds #soul #feed #inspire

Jun 2016

Akira Chinen

Beating seed

Standing naked in her dreams
Chest ripped open
Ribs split apart
All the broken hearts inside
Scared and stiched
And grown black wings
Fluttered round lungs and spleen
Then one by one flew away
Until empty was the pain
That once danced inside
Then gentle fingertips
Sewed back bone and flesh
And left a beating seed beneath
With a hopeful rythm
And a heart shaped sound