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Colm Jan 2020
I want to move you like a day
well remembered
from afar

Short and sweet
your heart to shift
your eyes to reach for another star

My hope is always in 'suchaways'
presented so as not to find
or be guilty of wanting less

I express and play
with the vision just beyond my own

To show you, see you
move enact
such is my desire today

As I want to move you not so far away
Desire To Shift
Colm Jan 2020
Create
   Are you happy now?
Escape
   Are you something now?  
Engage
     Are you lacking now?
Erase
   Are you nothing now?
Replace
   Are you growing now?
Keep pace
   Are you fleeing now?
Change face
  Are you about now?
Embrace
   Are you joyful now?
https://66.media.tumblr.com/1769e366235e586db829f15e9437625c/tumblr_pkcozpFuSe1vbt6lgo1_500.jpg
Colm Aug 2020
When the morning is an aging mist
Which catches deep inside my hollow chest
Like the sleep brought about once fast and past
Like smoke rings bellowing from a chimney stack
Ever emptying out

Until sky then holds no hands
And the earth will not coincide with any of mine
Once again, and so
I will not be found, let alone in peace reside  
So long as this morning mist persists in mind

Detachment has a name called me
I own it, and it is one of mine
https://imgur.com/JNonU6B
Colm Feb 2021
Unfeeling, never
Full of feeling always and in being, have been
Don’t call another man by my name
Or think that I am, without sin
But the one thing which I know, and am
Is that and this, and the neither alone
That I’ll know when one-day heaven has come
And until then you’re my home
Colm Jul 2017
The amount of work this is going to take
Both inside and out, and out again
To build this way
Is significant

And the sad thing is
I'm not even comfortable enough to say:

"When you're working here
Would you lay these bricks a certain way?
That way I will feel like myself
When they're underfoot
In the days to come"


I struggle just to say such things
For fear of the constructed persons way
But hopefully I truly try.
Colm Apr 2021
A sense of self better known?
Perhaps.
But in the company of those others found, and in the investment free. These betterments and attempted others, will in time, be.
Counted as blessings abound, be they only in the attempt.
In unearthing, we are found or hidden
Colm Feb 2019
Sometimes when I look at the ground
And see it round
I want to dig so that it's not there
So that what's beneath it is revealed
Is extracted and laid bare
Sometimes when I look at the ground
I want to know evermore so
And in my desire I do not care
Sometimes you just want to know why.
Colm Mar 2019
There is nothing more peaceful
No place more quietly filled with solidarity and truth
There is no smile brighter
No sound more solemn
And no such expression wasted solely on you
There is more than expected
Midst this endless perspective
There are labels which cannot speak ounces of truth
There is more than that which appears to all else
In this moment I find
There is more than just you
Dimensions
Colm Feb 2019
A Tolstory was never for me
Nor an ounce of Frost on my fingertips found
In the complexities of Estlin’s dreams, I am
Not a man without my own Wit
Or Dunbarred from uncaging this, my own sound
Only to be let loose in a Field of youthful green
No I am nonesuch of these or be Twain
I am a storm to be you see
And here I've just been Dickinson around
Think less man, lessman

And Jane Austen won't write me back
Colm Sep 2019
One day words will buy me a steak dinner.
Instead of me buying them another glass of wine.
#halfful
Colm Sep 2018
Walk away from everything
Take steps without your feet
Stride as oceans turning break
And stumble upon like fallen leaves

Step-over caution endlessly
With a rustling wavering ease
And walk away from everything
In your walking you are free

Because only you, yourself can keep
In your walking you are free
It's not necessarily wrong to need something like this.
Colm Mar 2018
Careful we
Must always be
Not to isolate ourselves
Because the mind may think
That it's best to fall
From the reasons of former self
But prepared for such things
Inevitably
Lest we are not
Or never will
Be
Ready to concur the former self
To maximize you
Is to challenge through the eyes
Of me
Blurb
Colm Feb 2020
One day a song is there to stay
And the next it fades
In the memory of sea
Like a courseing wave
NEW descends upon me
And then like the tide
It ebbs away
Never to be found again
Until NEXT appears
Beneath my sandy feet away
I am born of music
I am born of music. That and tags aren't working. Lol
Colm Jan 2020
From a distant place
Your echo reaches me here
At this length
Like a drum in my ears
Your memory kiss reverberates
And shakes my very soul of souls
Creating in me a sound of old
Which slowly fades
And with anticipation
Waits
To hear the breath of all which once was told
Next yours my present face
https://youtu.be/OSv9vstpXMo
Colm Mar 2017
Dissolve the ceiling above my head
With an outstretched arm
So that I can speak to the stars again
Not to say goodbye
Or to say goodnight
But to welcome them back into the darkest corners of my life
So that I can lay here and not feel flat
With my head tipped back to catch the slight
That way I could be in line with you
Underneath the distant stars tonight
How... Is such a thing even possible God???
Colm Jul 2019
Beyond the borders of this humble kingdom
You are living live
Breathing deep as the morning dew
And settling into the starry sky

Most beautiful, wonderful, glorious you
In awe are my eyes ever found alive
By the distant singularity which is new
And blinding as your sudden sight
Distant, Unwritable
Colm Jun 2020
Do you feel, do you think, do you pretend for, and still hope to be? Do you try, do you want, do you wish for, and occasionally plead? Do you shine with vibrant wonder, and in dreams cool resolve to be? Free from the sake of those waiting upon you.

Do you still wish to fall?
I'm sure you do. But for me?
Distant Wishes Under The Same Sky
Colm May 2019
I'm so selfish
That I've only wanted my own distractions to distract me

In those ways which I will certainly be
At peace and free

Because time passing alone
Isn't enough to please me

Let alone someone else, near by at present
As it was never meant nor will be

But instead it's the foolish selfish desire
Which I've let govern me, sadly

For more time now than I care to admit
I've called by name, these distractions and me
Distractions
Colm Jul 2016
He failed,
I won't.
And if he ever tries to say a word,
Just don't.

You don't need him,
And you don't need me.
Though on your own you don't belong,
It's beside my side I find you fit,
Most perfectly.

With someone who cares,
Someone who tries.
Someone who lets your self be broken.
Someone who knows that the rain is a direct result of when you cry.

Don't be with him,
You shouldn't be.
I like the rain.
And I,
Unlike him,
Simply know how to let it be.
:)
Colm Feb 2020
The trick is not .... to drown
In the saturation of memory ...
        Highly colored
        Feelings felt
        Or letters burned in effigy
The key is .... the feeling of the fiery warmth
And not the dousing of opportunity ...
To make memories anew
I've never been a fan of "this is my place" and so-on so-forth. Life is too short to not explore every nook and cranny of this earth. Have confidence. Because you can do it! Rewrite those old memories with something new. Something better.

Don't Douse Your Inner Flame
Colm Jan 2017
Don't pretend to be something you're not to impress
Don't be like that
When in fact it's the claim that you understand
Which unfailing
Undoubtedly
Makes me laugh
Lolz
Colm Sep 2018
When the books of bold close cold on you
     And the results bend nether way
With a hopeful truth speak Carpe diem
     Don’t wait to seize the day

When the months of old turn back to you
     And the dew of springtime stays
With your shoulders shake the dawn anew
     In the chaos find a way

When you’re home to pass midst summers last
     And the memories fade away
Speak Carpe diem non differas
     Don’t wait to seize the day

When your merit is tested on the field
     And the court of your kingdom sways
When your trialed life becomes the sim
     In the chaos find a way

Because you’ll never have what you have now
     And no time will ever stay
This precious, blessed, life to pass
     Don’t wait to seize the day
I encourage you, don't wait!
Colm May 2022
A wish is only a wish
When you have not the time -
Or the faculties
Or the will left alive
- to try

Be it again or for the first or for the eventual not

Will you try?
Presentme . 7
Colm Jan 2021
Whatever imperfect things
We could possibly share
They will not compare
So long as I have
And hold fast to the hope
Of what perfectly could never be
S O M E T H I N G
To former self, and former friend alike.
Colm May 2018
My heart has been heavy
And very much aware
Of the smallest value which it brings to the world
And...
No companionship or creativity
Accomplishment or distractions
Can distract me from this
The inevitability of mortality
RIP one day. Free to be.
Colm Jul 2017
In that moment I am gray as a the clouds until the sky falls down and there is gray all over me, all around and on the ground.

Do you ever feel such moments my friend?

When you feel like you are one with the clouds?
Just a question...based on the differences in perception. LOL
Colm Apr 2016
The kind of flakes which catch your eyelashes and make you blink.
Obnoxious yet beautiful things.
The dragonflies of a December night on an April day.
Yet as close as we are now to May,
There's no delight in dragonflies of frosted ice.
You catch my eye,
And land upon my windshield just to be scraped away.
Goodbye spring day,
Let us welcome back the winters bite of a dragonfly,
Which flew away.

-SS
Colm Nov 2020
At each unending end
When the night is darkest fair in the eyes of men
And the sight of it becomes meme
Whisper nothing but dreams
Breathing it's something of value
Into the ears of the dying day behind you
Good night and joy
https://youtu.be/eisW0skJ9fU

6-12-8 / 6-8-12
Colm Dec 2016
Watching this old movie again,
And hearing her song now like this,
Reminds me having known is enough,
Because I know that she exists.
Moon river and me....
Colm Sep 2018
I want to go beyond your clouded skies
Love deeper than the ocean bed
And lie peacefully beneath the trees of ease
My love and I
Quietly watching the leaves float by
Almost titled this "Shared Vision"
Colm Jul 2020
Dream of your something
Long enough and you'll die there
In your bed of made
Colm Oct 2022
Perhaps you are not as you seem
Or perhaps the problem
As it always has been
Resides with me

For I am my not that
As I'm not angry when awake
But that too often now I have gone to dreams
And dreams don't die for me

Instead, I breathe
And in sleeping
Wake
Dreams die fast, sadly
Colm Apr 2016
True reflections appeal to me
Like the churning waters of the Atlantic
I am lost amidst the vastness of this deep blue sea

I think therefor I am and hope that I will ever be
A clever well of reflective waters
The kind that people always seek

And yet I search for you in streams
Because I thirst and need to drink
Your words in deep which comfort and compose the likes of me

No other soul will see you shimmer neath the snow capped mountain peaks
And so I stoop to catch your fragrance
And drink you in a draught so deep

-SS
Colm Dec 2016
It is raining, you must be crying.
I left you on the dark side of a broken highway.
Just outside of the intersection of time and change.
You did proclaim that you were afraid that I wouldn't stay.
That I wouldn't live to see the light of the following day.

And I didn't.
You were right.

I got in my car and drove away.
But not because I wanted to.
But because I didn't feel at home enough to stay.
How could I possibly find our way, when you were without a map everyday?
Once alive and bright like the dashboard light.
I faded away, into the dark of this good night.

Yet you never saw the sadness which I kept when I did drive away.
Thanks for reading. I don't write fiction.
Colm Jan 2020
More than anything
It's not a home that I want
Nor people within
Or stuff
Or responsibility
No
It's the freedom of such
The desire to begin
And the standing memory which I've yet to know
Which drives my heart forward
Like a turning car
Racing and ever
Towards new ends
Driving Force Of Mine
Colm Nov 2020
Feelings like rain
fall regularly
flood haphazardly
and last sparingly

(on this human floor)
"My warrant is the Word of God--
Naught else is worth believing."
Colm May 2019
Overlapping like our hands
But colder, quicker
And in an uncontrolled fall
Free until splash, dew part
Truthfully
The rain drops in the puddle there
Are not like us at all
Rain Drop Ripples In A Puddle
Colm Oct 2018
You think I fear you?
Glorious dusk
And the turning of night from the clear of day?

My dawn arises with a hush
And with a quiet whisper there I find
Amidst the new light narrow way

Afraid of you, I’m not today
Not today
O’ Glorious dusk

For the winds of change
Pick steadily up
And blow you like the chaff away  

Afraid of you, I’m not today
Not today
O’ Glorious dusk

My fears the light has whisked away
Far away from every fright
I fear no glorious dusk today
Dusk Today, Dusk Today
Colm Sep 2019
Leaves learn first to fly
Once the test of death behind
Is last in their sight
I find it ironic that they only get the freedom to fall when they stop growing. Interesting. And if you're reading this, I hope that this colored your day in a positive way. *wave*
Colm Apr 2020
There was a time when I was broken
When I was down and waiting out
Watching others wear my crown
And waiting silently in wings

A folded self just asking why
Trusting in healing found in years of time

I outwaited all those demons  
Turned my enemies to friends
And then for ages, they looked on
As we won again, and again, and again

Sometimes you are the only problem
Sometimes the time is all you need
Sometimes the losses build the victor
No dynasty is meant to be

You have to make it
Happen
Dynasty
Colm May 2018
When his shoulders turn and all hope is falling, like an iron on steel, like the rain in May. There will be no tomorrow for the us which was, for the walk which couldn't be kept away.
This is a favorite of mine. Not a hopeless verse about breaking up. But an honest omission about how all things which are meant to end, simply will. It may not be in our time or our way, but we all live and learn for the next day.
Colm Sep 2019
From the moment I wake
And stop breathing haste beneath ceiling fans
How I wish to create
Though I cannot always due to morning fog
And its mind over me
How it strongly takes
Two cups at least
How I Feel
Colm Jan 2020
Tired and cold
Self-doubting self
In search of mind away
From noon else
Like someone who you care about
Treat well yourself
And in your own way
Kind
Ease Up, Unpleasant Self
Colm Mar 2020
In any fight there is a breath
In every battle a sky soaring innocently overhead
Watching us make mindless decisions
Every day upon days unend
We sleepily forget as if anew has begun
When really if it were easy to do
It would already have been done
The difficult thing is that which alludes you
Colm Oct 2018
Swallow the moon
Consume the ocean
Kick over the mountains eternally

Fresh like coffee
Old like stars
Picking at teeth with a redwood tree

When he's like this
Standing tall and lean
It's not about HE

It's about the fire and the flames
Fanned insatiably
Finally

For as giants fall like stones in sun
So also will he wreck the earth
Until the valleys and the peaks are one

Leveled
Swallowed
Insatiably

Eater Of Life
Immense
Is he
Eater Of Life
Colm Dec 2017
The water with its honest breath
And the inevitability therein
Will always waiver with the tides
And bring such truth back to me
Like a tempest, with ebb, it begins
From a day long past. When I couldn't post.
Colm Mar 2017
Today
Off the western side of the eastern trees
Bounced back my feelings
And for the first time
Echoed throughout, inside of me
And I am appalled by what I heard
Not what I see
For a visual person... This is of interest to me.
Colm Mar 2020
Sometime you need to come close
And say no
To what you would be happy with
In order to find
What you will be ecstatic with
There was nothing wrong with her. But she wasn't right for me. (:
Colm Apr 2020
Hovering where here
On the edge of a mountain
Holding steady fast
A tired high, a subtle cliff
A calling fall which rings out
This one is about that lost feeling when you're traveling between work and personal time. Stuck between repetitious duty and selfish desire.
EEC
Colm Feb 2021
EEC
A man can write
For 58 years
( And )

Have his legacy contained
In less than two inches
( It is a crime )
Sad
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