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 Feb 2016 Nonn
TreadingWater
That c/a/re/ful/smile
you, you, you,...soeasytotouch
It was as if we'd - been - there - so many times,be _ fore
You leaned into me
....while I》 fell 》into; you.

I still ₩ake
from time.      time.
                  to.
with the [[[ vivid ]]] recollection
of the way you would r _ e _ a _ c _ h
to{tuck}mybangs
behind my ear

to StoP me from hidingmyeyes
How you SearCH//ed THem;
....when. I.  spoke.
you - didn't - want - to - trust
₩hat I had to sa¥
How later you THouGHt me^so^vain^
ifonlyyouhadreallytakenthetimemydear

Learn mywords/mystory/mytruth
,...i know you dont-really-know.
I've been s<u<<ck<<<ed in
and }~~ s 》p》i》t》》~ out
so. many. times. i've. lost. count.
therockinmychest is gr\av\el
....at....b _ e _ s _ t

such sweet kisses,...
what you saw-as-a-lack-of-depth
those times when° my° eyes°
couldn't always meet. with. yours.
itwasonlythat your ha _ zel made me
《《s u c k 《《 in my breath
your touch made me st>ut>>t>er

&the; tiny. bits. stored. in. my. chest.
raTTLed about in the last bit of hope;
....I had left....
and then you~》>>>> left
Not so dif/fer/ent from. the. rest.
 Feb 2016 Nonn
TreadingWater
it doesn't happen. So. often.
waking with the tears° in° my° eyes°
ive gone 23 days withoutathoughtofyou
Ok...ma _ y _ be a few
the tears flow none/the/less
so//i supppse//i'm still st. U. ck I; guess

I think//I think//Toooooo MuCH

keep {shuf{flin{ggg through
it'snotevenreallyaboutyou
~ who/who,.. I barely even knew
it's the 》flight》 you found and how the ^hope^ you planted healedthesore
...oh hell; I-don't-really-know-anymore
your words s. e. E. p. Ed in&p;  _ ulled the trigger; on a belief of what was pos/si/ble;
a ch _ ance #something bigger,...

,... Ididn'tevenknowthat I needed

It's a bitter bite that now lives. in. my. chest.
having caught-a-glimpse-at-what-was-best
...in me,..in you... in po\ten\tial\...in truth
,...but then, a>>>>>gain...
That's _ what _ poets _ do _
& the ~poet ~ is ~ you
you own. ed. me with. words.
Idon'tknowifi'llever ,...,...recover
 Feb 2016 Nonn
moss
I explain my metaphors with metaphors
I don't know how else to express
My thoughts that sit in clutter drawers
And leave my mind a mess

If you don't understand my comparison
I'll just say it in a different way
My thoughts still shielded by a garrison
Suppressing things I need to say
I was never told as a child
                        that
            if you don't yell
                            nobody will hear you
                      never told that
                              they only ask how you're doing
                 to hear you say
                                              "fine"
that
   ­                    when you adapt to your environment
                 you will only grow gills
  as opposed to
                                             wings
and
                             they expect you to grow up
                 but you cant
             if you don't accept
                                  that you must envelope
          a particular taste
                                                for the endless obsession
                       of order                              &
                                        society
lumped
         ­                into one overflowing mass
                      of man-made obstacles
                                                       ­ ...an over complication
                          ...a self indulged struggle

                 they never tell you these things
                                      as if it were etiquette
                                   to blindly follow
                   all the others
                                                   to their inevitable
      self destruction
                                                     ­   only on this earth
                                            were we destined
                                                  for a slow death
                                                 by our own hands
                                                    our own minds
                                                         own minds...

                            do you
                                                  own your mind?
program your thoughts
                                                     or your thoughts
          will be
                                               *programmed
 Dec 2015 Nonn
TreadingWater
silence
ScrEamS your
c
H
o.   <youcouldhavejustsaid>
i
C
e

YOU;,...didn't have to
LeT the flo
                wers,...die
To
prove/a/point

Be_cause
The only lie^i^told^
was when i said the
Po
    Ems
Weren't a\b\o\u\T
you, Y o u, {o, u, Y}¿

>>>>Mostly
i.just.want.you.
To have(andtohold)
Allofthethings
....EVEN IF
it's
with//so {me} one
//else...
 Dec 2015 Nonn
TreadingWater
and you knew/
      {know/known/knowing}
the(howmuch)words matter
yet you couldn't
{can't/won't/don't}
seem to
s _ p a _ r _ e <evenone>
for; me.

how you g {vanish} o
from sharing allofthewords
and our secret ~wants~
to the [    silence.   ]  
in/be/tw _ e _ e _ n

how,...i~tasted~your
li(youinmymouth)ps
but still/still/still
you have
no _ thing _ to _ say

i'm swal//\low//\ing boulders
Just.reading.your.name.

,...it's the ball jar...
.....of..... flowers...
you _  **ju**st _ let _
d<e<c <a<y
 Nov 2015 Nonn
Sedoo Ashivor
Love* may be a feeling
But
Love is not just how you feel,

I love you may be the right words
But
Love is not just what you say,

Love is a decision
And
Love is what you do.
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