Elizabeth Burns: Favorites

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

Let's

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

Meenakshi Iyer

Let's

Let's fall off
the edge of the page,
sail beyond the visible line,
leap from the end of the ledge,
sink into the ocean,
then sink deeper beyond.

Let's slip away
from the rim of the cup,
slide along the edges of ice,
tumble into blades,
roll with the flowers,
soar beyond the reach of the sky.

Let's find parts of ourselves,
nobody sees, hears or thinks,
burrow deeper into a new skin,
move away from what has been,
crawl into a place, so far away,
the past will never come around.

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

You Will Always Be My Girl

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

Mike Hauser

You Will Always Be My Girl

Me and you without a clue
Of half the things that we'll go through
From early morn till late at night
Side by side through this life
Riding high this tilt-a-whirl
You will always be my girl

Up and down, in and out
Both of us squarely spinning round
Clearly not a piece of cake
Making due with the deserts we make
A many faceted diamond, well rounded pearl
I'm so blessed that you're my girl

Grooming all we know with a fine tooth comb
Then placing a bow on our happy home
It's our belief that sets us free
And I believe in you and me
Whatever goes down in this crazy world
You will always be my girl

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

Carpe Diem

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

Steven Forrester

Carpe Diem

Life has a funny way
Of driving us almost insane
And pulling back
Just in time
For you to feel ashamed
Sometimes it throws a curve
Causing a momentary swerve
To avoid what we deserve
I watch these people
Trapped
Lost
Clinging to a dream
They know in their hearts
Is gone with the wind
While
All the while
Theres been something good
Waiting in the wings

The world has a funny way
Of making us waste
Away
Never siezing that day
Lie in wait
Just to alleviate
Pain

Because we're all a little broken
A little out spoken
But broken all the same
But.....

I dont want to wait anymore
**** it
This opportunity is knocking
And I'm opening that door
I feel these changes coming
This adventure I adore
And did I mention?
I have a question

Am I also
What you've been looking for?

#crush #life #live #love #adventure #carpe #diem

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

the way my coffee used to taste

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

b e mccomb

the way my coffee used to taste

i miss the way
coffee used to taste

i used to take the dregs
at the end of the morning
*** and pour them into a
steel tumbler

mix in handfuls of
refined white sugar
to fight the bitter
flavor i had not yet
learned to accept

then it went into a large
glass receptacle with
terminally stained
interior corners

mixed with milk until
pale and creamy
left to sit in the fridge
for a week

drunk from shimmering
crystalline glasses at
any hour of day or night
because consequences
didn't matter to me

my summer coffee tastes
different now
not so watered down
and drunk early
from plastic cups
through straws that crack

just because
it's there, not
because i took
the time to make it

and i miss something a lot deeper
than the way my coffee used to taste
but i cannot for the life of me
remember what it is

copyright 4/19/18 b. e. mccomb

#coffee #summer #memories #youth

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

The secret life of poets

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

emnabee

The secret life of poets

The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.

A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.

#secret #life #poets

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

What makes you a poet

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

Meera

What makes you a poet

You’re not a poet because you know those ‘fancy’ words
You’re a poet because every word you write comes straight from your heart

You’re not a poet because people admire your work
You’re a poet because you write for your own contentment and not for people's consent

You’re not a poet because you feel alone
You’re a poet because pen and paper are your biggest companions

You’re not a poet because you understand emotions better
You’re a poet because you let them flow freely

You are not a poet because you’ve failed in love
You’re a poet because you’ve been in love deeper than anyone else

You’re not a poet because you are strong
You’re a poet because you don’t hide your weaknesses

You’re not a poet because you can heal hearts
You’re a poet because you know what it means to be broken

Dedicated to all the poets here. I feel happy to be a part of the community.

#poets #poetry #emotions #words #feelings #heart

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

I fall in love.

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

Andrew Durst

I fall in love.

My death will be liberating.

And I do not say that in the sense
that I am going to find a cliff
and take a good jump off.

No.

I am just trying to find a
clever way to tell you

that I do not know what is going
to happen next.

You see,

there is a
fine line
between
dreaming and
mortality

and

I am finding out for myself
that being in love
does not always
involve

being awake.

And for my sake
I fall in love with daydreams,
nightmares,
hazy realities
and

the hung-over idea

of not being enough.

It is all out of my hands.
It is all out of time.

And the only thing I have left to do,
now,

is decide.

Thank you to anyone that reads this.

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

The birds

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

Elizabeth

The birds

I spend my days wasting the world away, replaying our favorite song. Our favorite song says something like falling in love is a crime, but I didn’t get it until I’d committed treason of my own heart and my feelings. When the sun isn’t shining, and the rain softly patters I hum the beat and tap my feet to the 1. 2. 3. Stomp of the rain. When the wind is blowing, I whistle the chorus with the birds who nest high up in the trees away from it all. But then I wondered how else do I go about spending my time when the scream of the tea kettle reminds me of us. How do I go about humming a different tune when the birds don’t want anything but we. The birds and I want you and me.

The patter of rain on rooftop

#rain #calm #music #song #love #heartbreak #sad #recovery #strength #happiness

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

The Box

Jul 2018 Elizabeth Burns

Jonathan Nunez

The Box

I am in a box.
A box that I am trapped in.
The warm sun does not enter.
I am isolated inside this cold, dark, lonely box.

The weather outside is fine,
With the clouds parting with each other.
The warmth of the sun cannot reach my darkened heart.

The outside is full of people
Who are blissfully unware of my pain.
They don’t know or care that I am trapped inside.

The pain from this loneliness is slowly killing me.
I know I have got to break free,
But I have abandoned all hope.

I reach out for help,
But the bitterness in my soul from being trapped
Repels them away from me.

Until one man offers to help.
Out of bitterness, I demand he leave me.
I have given up on my dream to be free.
I doubt he can help anyway.

To my surprise, he comes back
And offers to help me again.
I tell him that it is impossible
As he struggles to break me free.

Bit by bit he makes little progress.
For the first time in ages,
I feel a small glimmer of hope.
I start to make an effort to break out.

After some time, I finally burst out.
I am finally free.
I thank the man with tears in my eyes.
He rejects the thanks,
Saying that most of the effort came from me.

“I only got you started,” he says
“You freed yourself.”

Please let me know what you think of this poem. The idea came to me when I was trying to help a certain person.

#hope #hopelessness #help #uplifting #kindness #effort