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 May 2014 Grez
SG Holter
I was such a beautiful child,
With my shoulder lengths of
Sun bleached barley.

Smiled little pearl soldiers in
Line. Old glassesless ladies
Took me for
Girlchild.

But I grew twisted like an
Appletree around a
Graveyard path
Lightpost.

Teeth came out crooked.
Hair fell out at thirteen.
I was big for my age;
Grew other hair in places
I never knew I would.

My voice broke as if in
Sorrow over the child
Inside that had
Died. After that I spoke as if
Into a bucket.

Sometimes I catch my father
Gazing at me through a slight veil
Of grievance for that same
Child.

I would never dream
To blame him.
 May 2014 Grez
Joe Cole
Poets Of HP
 May 2014 Grez
Joe Cole
There has to be a common bond that joins us all as one
That is the poetic glue that forms the common bond
I think of names that stand out proud here  on this fine site
The names who write the words to be read into the night
Sverre,  Billy, the Petal Pie to mention but a few
And lets not forget the lovely Sye
One of our poets new
So many contribute to make this site what it is
So many words do cross the world
To make our poetry live
I applaud you all, mediocre or poets of note
The good who offer wisdom here where so few do ever glote
Never stop the flowing words my friends, never stop the flow
Your fine words can take us
To places where so few will ever go

I dedicate this to every member of Hello Poetry
 May 2014 Grez
Harley
Depression
 May 2014 Grez
Harley
I don't know why I feel this way,
Perhaps my heart is stone or my soul is ice.
A dark shroud covers my persona,
Making me feel like an emotionless husk.
I live, I breathe, but do I feel?
Yes.
But I no longer feel the warmth I once knew,
I'm not worthy of it.
Instead I feel cold, dark and anxious.
Anxious as to why I feel this way.
Anxious, wondering if everything will be ok.
Anxious - in case I never return to normality.

Normality... it's been so long I find the idea laughable.
Although, in its truest definition, I suppose this is normality now.
A dark and brutal normality.
"Cheer up, life's not so bad!"
Yes, but you don't live in my brain.
You haven't walked a mile in these shoes.
 May 2014 Grez
Joe Cole
It's early in the morning walking with Mollie dog
I look up and see white wispy clouds floating high above
The early morning mist has been burnt off by the sun
Me and natures beauty merge, become as one
A butterfly attracted to an open summer flower
The muted distant sound of the lowing of a cow
We walk a little further into a pleasant sunlit glade
The growing warmth of summer means that life will never fade
The spreading boughs of leaf laden trees give shelter from the heat
Here me and Mollie can sit and rest our weary feet
We walk a little further drawn by natures magic lure
All the sounds that nature makes vibrate in the air
What is the power that draws me back into this place?
It's the lure of natures charm, her fields and woodland glades
 May 2014 Grez
Mr X
Penance
 May 2014 Grez
Mr X
Pain has its pleasure.
Tears have a reason.
My sadness I deserve.
And suffering I must endure.
 May 2014 Grez
Lunar
beware when you fall in love
with an artist
be it a painter, a singer, or poet

for the artist will
paint you
with strokes and hues
in shapes of every kind

sing about you
with heartbreak lyrics
and feelings which rhyme

write about you
with the simplest words
and a secret message she wants to say

beware of the artist,
and her love
one wrong move
and you're an artwork in her display
 May 2014 Grez
Jazmine Moore
If
 May 2014 Grez
Jazmine Moore
If
I could keep writing you poems you'll never read

Or I could put my pen down and bandage my own heart

Either way, I would still lose because I wouldn't have you
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