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Mar 2017 Danielle

Deflowered

Mar 2017 Danielle

D

watch out because the wall flower sees all
deflowered, standing tall
at attention, eyes peeled
but hidden underneath a veil
of nothing, only an invisible wall

promoting myself on twitter, I wonder how far that will get me

#sneaky #twitter #dflowered

Mar 2017 Danielle

A Poem With A Sting In The Tale

Mar 2017 Danielle

Pagan Paul

A Poem With A Sting In The Tale

.
(Children's poem)
.
I'd like to sit
still and serenely
But I can't
I'm the Queen Bee.

A Queens work
is never through
there is always
something to do.

I'm laying eggs
and filling cells
and letting out
my secret smells.

I make sure
the hive is clean
and not littered
with perils unseen.

I caught Veroa
the other week
glucoside syrup
fixed me a treat.

But all of this
has its cost,
Oh! How I wish
I was born a wasp.

© Pagan Paul (16/06/16)

About a year ago I did a bee-keeping course. A week or so later a friend challenged me to write a children's poem. A couple of weeks later these two experiences collided in my head and this poem spilled out.
Its educational in so much as children can ask about certain things in the poem and a teacher can then explain them. Thus explaining how bees and hives work and interact, the many secretions beside honey that they produce etc.
Poem was published on www.bee-the-change.org.uk
PPx

#children #education #bees #apiary #bee-the-change #beekeeping

Mar 2017 Danielle

Fallen

Mar 2017 Danielle

StrangeFruit

Fallen

Stuck in this world where I don't belong
Praying to God I won't have to stay here too long
I can feel you crawling under my skin
While I'm going through these endless circles
Running from you again
Every time I try and open my eyes to see
This broken world blinds me

I was never mean't to belong here
Where broken promises lie
Set me free from this misery
Give back my wings so I can fly
I was never mean't to belong here
So at times I want to cry
I need your grace and I'm starving for your mercy
Don't leave me here to die

#broken #god #angel #grace #fallen #mercy

Mar 2017 Danielle

see

Mar 2017 Danielle

Amory Caricia

see

see this love I have? It's for you
come take it--just come take
I want to give it as a gift
it's love I want to make

we can make it any way you like
we'll fix it up just right
we can heat it up or chill it out
or wind it up so tight

we can hold it in or let it go
or chase it 'round and 'round
we can top it off or cut it short
or listen to its sound

we can open our eyes up in the dark
and wait for it to come
we can fall asleep, then wake
and make enough to save us some

some for later, unless now is fine
it's all come down to you
it's my way of making up
for everything I've put you though

MH

Mar 2017 Danielle

near but kept at a distance

Mar 2017 Danielle

Allyson Walsh

near but kept at a distance

come close
but not close enough
to touch

peer at me
but shift your eyes away
quickly

ignore me
but watch me from across
the room

breathe down
the nape of my bare neck
like before

hate me
but wish I was still in
your bed

For WY

We've always been a back-and-forth thing. This and a that-a-way.

#poetry #life #thoughts #you

Mar 2017 Danielle

The Otherside

Mar 2017 Danielle

Raven

The Otherside

Does the crimson rose grow through my heart now...
Will it crumble on top of my gravestone
Will it lose its pedals after I have breathed upon it
I can't sustain it.
I've chatted with the trees, they've held me. My grandpa did the same. though I will never remember.
I rest my head on the damp moss, as i laid my cheek on his. against my ear.
I only hear the worms moving on by
living the simplest of lives
I must say, I've never been so curious of the other side
Ironically, that's what keeps me going
I'm saving the last piece of chocolate on the shelf for when my heart is to finally bleed

Mar 2017 Danielle

Growing Up

Mar 2017 Danielle

Alexis Marie

Growing Up

People say growing up is hard;
yet I see it as a game.

You win some you lose some.
Never make a game to serious;

Because upon frustration comes destruction,
and upon destruction becomes despair.

make life your game,
and all the people; little pieces.

Play until its over and boring,
disperse peacefully and without the need for judgement.

Life has been so tough. I think I'm going to stop coming back here more often. Love it.

#life

Mar 2017 Danielle

Another one

Mar 2017 Danielle

Greenie

Another one

I was sitting with the lights on when all of a sudden the last person left the room and you came out of no where you ran me over you looked into me you flicked me off your earth with your eyes your eyes i always loved your eyes id always tell you how they were sculpted wings turbulent seas winds birds you stopped looking.

these hands have quieted their wobbling, id have hoped my heartdve as well.

Oh, head of mine, dearest, darkest

Mar 2017 Danielle

This is My Empty Space

Mar 2017 Danielle

Lonely Poet

This is My Empty Space

I want to cry like a grieving mother
My heart just wants to burst
Wanting these freaking questions to be answered
And now this sadness begins killing all my happiness away
Making me hide under this skin full of lies
Angers overflowing but I can't do anything
Just hide, think and die
Perhaps my life is built to hide
To be part of a perfect pretend
Sending things unto the unreal
This dream begins turning into a nightmare
With the darkness and fears
Why does it turns this way
What a journey it had been
Only to know it ended this way
No turning back that’s what I say
But regrets follow me everywhere I go
No one listens anyway
Floating with my dreams and imagination
But realizing it’s true after all
Believing in the untruth
All of my illusions are gone
And I promise all you can see is black inside my head
And maybe so soon
So soon…
Cuts and knife would be my best friend
Making me understand that I’m still alive
And wounds will hurt like hell
But ending my life would be a problem
And maybe sleep will be my best friend as well
It’ll be the one holding my body
Hugging me till I dream
And I wish it will not let me go.