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 Feb 2011 GreenTea
Isobel G
When you're around,
The complex and unforgiving world,
Seems so simple,
So beautiful,
I can believe there is such thing,
As happiness,
Because when you smile,
I don't have to pretend
©Nicola-Isobel H.     11.01.2011
 Feb 2011 GreenTea
Ashe L Bennett
I don't remember, any more,
The exact shape of your hands
As I held them in mine,
Caressed them,
Memorized the length of your fingers,
The depth of your calluses.

I don't remember, any more,
Exactly your height, how much
Taller than me
You were, where
My head rested on your chest
When you held me tightly close.

I don't remember, any more,
Your scent, when we lay together
Creating our own
Magic rhythm,
Matching our heartbeats as we
Touched the sky, together.

I don't remember, any more,
The sound of your voice, calling
My name as though
It were a song
Within itself, a precious treasure
You valued with all your being.

And I don't remember, any more,
The color of your eyes, the shape
Of your lips,
Only...
How your eyes crinkled at the corners
And your laugh, as you told me,

"I love you."
Copyright by Ash L. Bennett, 2011
 Feb 2011 GreenTea
Alex E Morris
A morning to wake up to
An evening to remember
A night sky full of gray and blue
In the pitch, still warmth of an ember

If there ever was such a sight
Let it be seen tonight
While I stand next to you,
And see the day through

Under a glow in the clouds


In the sea yonder
Lights shine from above
Figures you may ponder
These sights,
We’re in awe of

Staring so far out
Over the hills,
Are bright cities,
Free of drought
As a low mass fills
The weatherman pities

Floating puffs of smoke engulf the light
But can still be seen, pale and white
Bubbling creatures crowd the air space
Moving along at an even pace

Live continues
Unaffected

This beautiful thing
Masked from others by sleep
By distractions and shrouds,
Can be a simple beauty nonetheless
A pretty little glow in the clouds
 Feb 2011 GreenTea
Alex E Morris
I don’t see your reason to play
Is there something you know that I do not?
Things I tell you are given away,
Much like I did and left them to rot

When things are seen through a monocle
Not two, not a pair
The acts I’ve committed are still canonical
As these clothes,
You do not wear!

So I anger when the truth is diluted
An answer it seems, must be reputed  

While wrongness and hurt
Plant seeds in the dirt,
For trust between us feels polluted…
 Jan 2011 GreenTea
Roxanne Pepin
Like sand, you're everywhere
I hold on too tight
And I'm afraid I've lost you.
Good morning sunshine,
The moon says Hello.
Two you will never see
Together
Let us defy gravity,
And turn the sky
Purple
Open your arms,
Fly,
Take me with you
Keep the tears for late,
Now the smiles poor
As I can't help but
Love you.
And think I'll never see
The day
Where my heart
Breaks
Into a million little pieces like
Shattered glass
Sparkles in the sun
Like your eyes forever in my thoughts,
Forever in my,
Dream(s) clouds pass
Never the same like your
Voice keeps me tame
Before I break
It's my life you take
You hold it in your
Hands
I never want to let
Go
Be free, but come
Back
It's you I
Lack of love
From the one I
Want
A single white
Dove, you resemble
With an impeccable
Beauty so strong
For you I long.
Everyday
When the sun sets
And the moon says
Goodnight
I'll dream of you
And know
For sure
The things I do
Are because of
You
And for you.
Here
Between each
Ear(s)
That hope to
Hear, one day
That you love me too.
This was originally written on a lined paper, half of it going down one side then the page was
flipped and the other half was written up side down going up. It somehow ended up perfectly for the amount of lines.

© Roxanne Pepin 2009
 Jan 2011 GreenTea
Alex E Morris
There are voices in my head
They’re always there, determining the steps I take
They tell me when to get up or go to bed
When I should drown my mind of brimming expressions,
Or to think upon the day ahead of me and wake

Sometimes they call to me
Many times, I call for them
Yet I know not to agree
For these voices,
They do not sew the hem

They let out the very feelings I try to keep in
I must escape, whether right or wrong
To find the way without my newfound brethren
Leave me, forever long

I do not need you
These voices of mine
Creating faces so blue
And feelings held in brine
 Jan 2011 GreenTea
Isobel G
Superman
 Jan 2011 GreenTea
Isobel G
People say you're a failure,
That nothing good will come of you,
But they don't know you,
Like I do,
In my eyes,
You would be Superman,
If you could fly,
You do so much,
Expecting so little in return,
Saving the world,
One broken heart at a time,
I'm even beginning,
To believe, one day,
You'll fix me
©Nicola-Isobel H.       23.01.2011
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