David W Clare: Favorites

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Livi Bowie

On the night you left,
the northern lights outside my window
illuminated the floor of my bedroom with soft red
and green light.
And I pictured you
My love
Driving
Sailing away
And the aurora
Guiding you like a lighthouse
Westward
Through the calm spring air.
I close the curtains
And take a deep breath.

I will miss you for longer than I've missed anyone.

#love #loss #travel

Feb 2015 David W Clare

The Senselessness of Dreaming

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Manonsi

The Senselessness of Dreaming

I was told
   by a pair of pity-filled stares
   that simmered frantic shock and dared
That I could not have him. I rebelled,
   furrowing mutterings of what is fair
   while hope suspended me in whirling air,
Picturing
    scenes of hush
    and quiet laughs.
Ironic, then,
  how indifference settled into his expression
  and met my joy with sarcastic aggressions.
Ironic, still,
   that I catch myself delving
     not in the sea-bound winds unravelling
     over the coasts of mythical lands,
But in the shape of your hands
on mine.

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Caves of Tomorrow

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Adam Struble

Caves of Tomorrow

how we dress up the imperfect parts of ourselves
presentable flowered smile. lies
cracked porcelain good morning
in a broken jaw breakfast line
barefoot pipeline running the secret underfoot
the railroad's coming and ain't nobody talking
no, ain't nobody telling a soul

sell off the parts of you that you have no use for
but where does it stop sticking to you?
memories, residual dew of choices and transitions
clarity of the third person, but who is that?
wandering the sleeping shores of Sunday
on cracked feet and torn sails flowing strong
in the strange wind blowing through the trees.
sail my ship to shore by candlelight
reflected endlessly across the water
cavernous echoes echoes in the depth
don't lose your heart in the caves of tomorrow
searching for sunshine again
with a lingering song in my heart

#tomorrow

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Hopelessly Unwavering

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Axiana

Hopelessly Unwavering

Encapsulate my soul in your whispered secrets
Revitalize the light within my greatest weakness
I come to you when my heart unleashes
Every distant memory in it's own uniqueness

Quench my thirst for balance and solace
As you hold me in your arms, I value your focus
On loving me no matter how long these moments
Last as I cry out to the cosmos...
"I am not hopeless!"

He tells me the truth I knew in my heart
Reminds me of the times I was lost in my art
Now I realize the chaos was my way to restart
The beautiful tapestry, touching every last part
Of the Goddess within this orbiting star chart

I am the wanderer, happy to be forever lost
I am the conqueror of all I had once forgot
To live by my side really is not
All you thought it would be, but you sought
Me in your web of true love so I stay
Away from the pain of each last yesterday
I allow you to come to me in any way
Consume all the love I had hidden away
From anyone, including myself, and in vain

But now it is time to awaken, to shine through
All of these memories, and find my balance with you
I am ready, I am waiting, I am hoping, I am savoring
Each precious moment, ones I know will continue
I am eager, I am tasting, I am a universe always radiating
One love that will always be hopefully
Endlessly
Unwavering

#love #truth #memories #in #yourself #healing #letting #trusting #others

Feb 2015 David W Clare

broken glass

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Refal akram

broken glass

It's hard to keep up & even harder to move on
Falling stars got no shine in the dark, push push push..
you keep on pushing it to the limit, don't ask why i exploded in a second
love is what's keeping us together, yet i wonder if "us" is gonna be forever
not enough, not even close,cold feet and broken floors.
work hard let's find a chance cause you know there's no stars in this broken glass, so fragile my heart has been, tries to function in spite of all these things.

#pain #love #fragile #fight

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Under the knife

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Hopeless Wonderland

Under the knife

I'm under the knife
I'm dying
In this bed
Of no return

I'm under the knife
It's a fact of life
Everyone wants me to fail
But if you try, you will hail

Feb 2015 David W Clare

1/10/15

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Anniebell Lector

1/10/15

I'm a believer in late night conversations.
I'm a believer in starry eyed, open smiles,
ink stained fingertips.
I'm a believer in hour upon hours,
lying in safe arms
disregarding the world and it's perpetually
complicated
social structures.
I'm a believer in butterfly kisses,and eskimo kisses,
and any other kisses you can muster.
I'm a believer in spontaneous proclamations of love,
sweet slow touches, reassuring words.
I'm a believer in eloquent anger,
words turned to a fencer's foil,
dancing in careful time with a discussion bordering heat.

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Note To Self

Feb 2015 David W Clare

Art Flores

Note To Self

Success is a cat

And there is more than
One way to skin it.

Just think outside
Of the box while
The rest are in it.

Go and live your life
Without a limit,
Because we could die
At any minute.

Be yourself
And watch
The rest mimic.
Have patience,
Health clinic.

Accept your flaws,
Mistakes,
And everything within it,
Because
True perfection
Is a ******* gimmick.*

- (A.F)

#love #poem #poetry #life #hope #happy #happiness #thoughts #you #me

Feb 2015 David W Clare

but the night won't end

Feb 2015 David W Clare

me-mow

but the night won't end

this is what i'm left with,
blank walls of a cold basement.
moving on seems so easy sometimes,
but this is where i spend each night
and it's lonely.

sometimes i'm able to fall asleep,
only to wake up abruptly;
half expecting to turn over and see your face
doing that mouth half open, eyes half closed thing.
but it's him there, because you're not around anymore

i don't love him or them, but they
never go away
(they come when i ask them to.)
faithful ******* specks
of dust clinging onto a broken piano
or a tired old bookshelf
whose books don't get opened anymore.

i miss you the most at night,
and lately it seems
like the night
never ends.