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Radiating from passing windshields
Is a beam of brilliant blue light.
More bright than I have ever seen!
Watching for miles, I am puzzled
No passing vehicle is without.

Inquiring of the passenger, “Do you see?”
They notice nothing unusual.
How can that be? So radiant it almost blinds.
Good thing I have on these new sunglasses,
With a special filter, OH………

I think of myself as the
Watcher of the Lighthouse.
I keep crying out, “Right there.”
God is within that thought, that moment.
I write hoping others catch a glimpse.

Each of us has a true self, within.
An amazing connection
Uniting us with God and the universe.
Everything shares HIS radiant glory.
Until others find their songlasses, I will keep pointing.

*We are the temple of the living God;
as he said, “I will live in them and move among them,
I will be their God and they will be my people.” Corinthians 6:16
as I sit and breathe
my heart slows
my mind quiets

I can now hear the birds singing
feel the gentle breeze blowing
and my skin tingles to celebrate
that I am alive to be present
to this moment
It's quite hilarious
When you say "I love you"
When in fact,
love is a verb
not a noun

©IGMS
The sky and its tears
Knock on my window
Whispers of the wind
Silent, like the black widow
Just enough to shoo my dreams
Oh, the roof is singing again
Pata pata, a call to my pen
Pita pata, my feet answer the call
And my hands follow, groping the wall
I'm awake.

I will write about you
Bury my thoughts in an avalanche of ink
Spewing words of love, words of hate
Beautiful lie
You bat man and i, your robin
Praying, hoping
Promise me this is forever
Like a hobbit and the ring
Like this isn’t just a fling
And when it is all over
I will forget about you
So I can finally go back to sleep
It wasn't my first time drinking
But it was the first time the earth moved beneath my feet
The first time my head spun like a top and the ground made it harder To keep straight
Kings cup and mike's harder lemonade helped me achieve this Unwanted goal
Along with the memory of you

My feet slamming with every step and I try to think of you
I don't know why I do this to myself
Other than wanting to feel sorry for my being on a daily basis

But for the first time when your memory hit my head
It's like my mind put up a brick wall
Not letting you climb over it
No matter how hard you tried to jump over
No matter how hard I tried to pull you up
The wall got higher
And higher
Until I couldn't see you

And that's when I fell back
Through the fluffy clouds in my head
Into the bliss of my brain
And started thinking about those chicken nuggets in the freezer
As I mix some of that mango moscato with cheap illuminium cans

The sun's lining hits the grass

I lay on the couch
Remember how I couldn't even try to remember the pain
And liking it

It makes me start to wonder
If this unwanted goal is my savior from you
Or the devil for me
I'm just letting everyone know that this was like the third time I had ever drank and I don't plan on making this a thing ever. I've seen how alcohol has affected family members and I'd rather not put myself through that.
that mango moscato was like candy though.
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