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  Mar 2015 Firefly
Poetic T
It just hung there, rusted shut
Black as coal
Cold
Vibrations
Feeling's
That was not meant to be. I seized
My limbs frozen as if blocked upon
There reach.
Inscriptions placed in tongue
Of old.
"signati inter stratis universi"
I took my camera
Photos where as if nothing seen
Static,
White,
Blank
Visions of a black that cant be disguised around
Blossom of pink delectably spread around.
But beauty often hides the thorns,
That which is perpetual
That which seeps unto this world
Old,
Malevolent,
Malignant
Darkness that is like a whisper
Permeating into this world.
It is a gate,
A portal to a place that light does
Not enter or exit from this place.
The gate to......
I walk away as if hurried from this moment,
Ushered with a momentary....
"Where the hell am I"
"I cant ****** remember the last few days"
"I sense a smell of blossom"
I fell heavy as they tell me
"It's temporary"
I had hit my head some place,
I'll get my memories back.
I open my back gate and my hand retreats
As if knowing of danger,
But I once again reach,
"Nothing"
My head aches,
As I sleep I dream of pink blossom
I see the gate...
They find me three days later
Fear distorted upon my features,
Scared to death, died in my sleep, finger frozen
Out of reach,Scratched into my headboard
"The gate is open"
"The blossom has fallen"
**"The gate, the gate the ga............"
  Mar 2015 Firefly
DustBall
You shock me
With your caring demeanor
That no one has any more
You clear everything
In my eyes when I look at you
The fog goes away and I rememeber
Everything I need too when I'm with you
You take everything
That doesn't make sense
So you can figure it out and share
To make sure I know it too
Your crazy vocabulary
Is what I live for
You and I
We need each other
More than anyone realizes
  Mar 2015 Firefly
Tommy Johnson
So who will be your lover now?
I’m out, I smile and take a bow

No one to be there
For you no more
Cry your eyes out baby
Cause I'm gone

Now you apologize
You must think I'm dumb enough to believe you

You lied
Right to my face
I never want you again
So goodbye

So this is it no good bye kiss
No so long hug or one last ****
You cheater
Heart break *****
That’s it
Just my luck
All it took
Two seconds
Enough in my book
Walk out the door
No more
This is bitter sweet
Now you've lost me
Yeah yeah you will see

You tore my life to pieces
So now I'm finally out and
Living it up
Don’t care what your doing
I don’t need you

Now looking back on us
We really should have seen this
All the problems ah forget em
They've drown to the inner sanctum
Dow, down
But I do recall
You were just so ******* selfish

I couldn't take it
But I gave in
Dumb-***
That I was to let
You continue
Even took my trust
And ripped it to bits
Then just left
But it's for the best
Now I'm finally free and
I can do what I want

You tore my life to pieces
So now I'm finally out and
Living it up
Don’t care what your doing
I don’t need you

Now I let go
So this is it no good bye kiss
No so long hug or one last ****
You cheater
Heart break *****
That’s it
Just my luck
All it took
Two seconds
Enough in my book
Walk out the door
No more
This is bitter sweet
Now you've lost me
Yeah yeah you will see

You tore my life to pieces
So now I'm finally out and
Living it up
Don’t care what your doing
I don’t need you
  Mar 2015 Firefly
Amanda Miller
The moon shines a cool blue tonight
as we entwine our fingers, laying on the baseball field
beneath diamond heavens. We lie
in silence, in the moments when the Universe reveals
itself, and contemplate the distances between one celestial body to
another, the space between
us growing as I turn south
to find Orion while you seek Cassiopeia in the north.

Shooting stars cross the sky, and we wish separately on dead
stars and dead dreams, lights already grown red and extinguished
as we whisper in the dark, passing
between phases.

And in the end we're all left searching.
  Mar 2015 Firefly
Amanda Miller
Burgundy tassels sway in June water  
Resting among chartreuse vegetation.  
Ebbing with the current, a crustacean
Advances to pinch tanned toes. My daughter
Thinks nothing of it as she contently
Hovers among the playful fish kissing  
Each passion-fruit patch of sundress, baring
Delicate flesh beneath.  She was lovely  

And mine. Seven years have passed, yet her voice
Resonates in my memories, enshrined.
“Let’s go swimming, Daddy.” Love as my vice,
I gave in. The ocean, blue as star-lined
Nights, beckoned her closer, starfish snuggly
Grabbed her, an infinite bride of the sea.
  Mar 2015 Firefly
Amanda Miller
So I hear you need a rebel-- or maybe
someone to just hear you out. I like your profile,
your bio, the blurbs you write about your life--
but tell me more about you.

How do you break down your personality
01101101 01100101
into 140 characters or less?

May I suggest we meet face-to-face? Video chat
tomorrow at 5:00, sure, but that's not
what I meant.

I don't want the pixels, the lag, the type face, the webcam-filtered,
LED monitor dating profile.
I want the flesh,
the bone, unedited-- the words before they're deleted
and perfected to the point where you finally feel
comfortable enough to hit
Enter.

But you can't "put yourself out there" if you don't get out.

I want you beyond the screen, disconnected from the Internet
connections and matchmaking engines, filling up the tank
and searching for yourself.

I want you, bumbling and goofy, your foot nervously
tapping as we make awkward eye contact, gazing
not into machines and technology but into
pure, unadulterated life.
I haven't written in a long time, but here's something that found its way onto a piece of paper while I worked in an empty stockroom. Very much a first draft.
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