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Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2014
Sand spills, passed trembling hands
And the hourglass is too alike a broken mirror
A counter to an image of us, showing us
light hits glass in right and wrong angles
so good, your attempts, just to falter
Oh, to free a Cindered and forgotten
over a bridge so fully burnt and broken
no more, no route to those shores
something funny in this, the feel of forgotten
stars number in the countless, billions
And alone, we all are but the sum of one
staring back, hands trembling
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2014
Lighting my way, this the New
brought from hidden reaches
to be good, to feel good
And She, She is another wonder
One that makes me smile,
Catches the eyes,
Her voice like cherubs cries
to touch is to be renewed
another sense of new
There is me, this guy,
the type to quietly Die inside
this loss is familiar
but you promise, you do,
remember? I do.
blah... Out of practice....  work n progress
Jack R Fehlmann Apr 2014
It was the first time,
I'd ever gone on alone
just to see, to learn, to know
what's gone wrong
and what's missing
Oh, I ****** up
through and through
when at the edge of this world
I saw fog, rising from the oceans
puddles that burn
with smoke that makes one want
motivation in the wind
breathe it in, breathe it in.
Jack R Fehlmann Apr 2014
you know that I know
You,  turn it off
You pretend
Or You say differently
Words we both avoid
Or at least I do,..
What do you know
that I don't also understand
but do I?
I deserve the truth
so, when you said you wouldn't
couldn't, did not want it,... No
I know, You know
you won't cause you don't
Why don't we learn
relax and enjoy our time here
as moments they slip
they fade away
we will also, one day fade
one day when I arrive looking
my mind having focused
committed to the decision
with out tools, guessing
inaccurate and elementary
words don't come so easily
All the time, but maybe
this note will bring up images
of you, and of the past
how things have changed
for the better, for the worst
you know I know you
I knew you
work in progress
Jack R Fehlmann Apr 2014
Such a Thing

To see that face everyday
But my wants keep consuming
the games fate plays are abrasive
taking layers and vital parts
and my heart feels several shades
that fall up to sink apart
and multiple layers that all bleed grey
like too much soup in the wicked heat
believe me it is a special ache
Universal to those that know and do
owned only by the honey like memory
and ice storms of simple missing
Thats it, just the lack of them, of it
As I do, caught and caged this fool
Other men, that man I was that man
he knows you and that knowledge is caustic
my insides falling to pieces as you lift him up
I was, and I most likely shall only had been
a film developed before the picture shot
had you and me in it
Jack R Fehlmann Apr 2014
This is the quiet of reality
felt and believed
Seconds bleed,
minutes are everything
Inside the dark plum color of silence
a steady hum of detachment
more thoughts, more questions
punctuate my willingness to believe
emphasize it as weakness
Me, I am not worth it
You see this and all I cannot
Parts are missing
and we, we will not work
All is quiet, reality does this
Reality Unwanted
Jack R Fehlmann Apr 2014
You,... know who You are
And still I cannot move you...
As if the sum of this is nothing...
All of these dreams
Supporting just the one...
So many words written
To move o my the One
Outside this fraction of another...
Just pleading to be whole.
A gift, a promise, one for another...
From this one sided vision
Is it too unique for You to want it?
Does it matter I care
This is forever as promised...
And yet that as a thought
Truly moves only me.
Alone with my thoughts
Now that my words
cannot move you
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