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 Feb 2018 Jord
Savannah Muller
Wipe your eyes say a prayer.
For I am with you in the air.
I will follow you where ever you go.
for you will be safe no matter what goes.
you are family and I will care.
coz family will never let you stand somewhere so bare.
Sure you have an attitude.
But you have reasons that end in gratitude.
now wake up and make a change.
for you have much love to give in you massive soul and ting brain.
your heart is made of pure gold.
Your smile travels across the world.
But who you are will never change.
For you are wondrous thing but bad is never in your name.
this sounds like me. and some how i feel connected to things in my dreams. tell me if this is you. like and love if you think this is so. if you want repost if you like. but it does not matter as long as you read and possibly might like it.
 Jan 2018 Jord
Lior Gavra
It flies amongst the stars.
Flashes for a moment.
Despite the left scars.
Holds a place close, yet far.

It carries the fallen.
From mistaken paths.
To reaches impossible.
And develops new plans.

It creates new countries.
Raises dead soldiers.
Stamps unsung heroes.
With a feeling of free.

Hear its silent sound.
Open up your eyes.
Place it in your heart.
Elevate from the ground.

It helps us climb.
Better than rope.
Do you see its shape?
It is hope.
 Sep 2017 Jord
kaytlynne brown
At first I thought you were crazy
Started scribbling like you were hazy

Now we are best friends and everything's gravy
You make my life, like I thought it was never going to be

You make my life worth something, like it shouldn't have never been
I don't know what I would do without you

But now I feel roped down
You like to tell me what to do

It makes me mad and crazy, but I can never be mad at you too long.
I mean can you blame me?

You say your going to stop, but haven't you yet?
You see how much it drives me insane
Why haven't you stopped yet?

I need a best friend, not a second mom
In ways you are my best friend but it most ways not

At first I thought you were crazy
Started scribbling like you were hazy

I need a best friend not a second mom
Why haven't you stopped yet?
But I obviously cant be mad at you long?

Can you really blame me?
 Sep 2017 Jord
Mono Chrome World
It’s been awhile dear diary, How are you I would ask? Are you still fixated by the old love story you used to write daily in the past?

It’s been awhile teddy, How are you I would ask? Do you miss the times I would hug you every night every so afraid of the dark even though I had a night light?

It’s been awhile photos, How are you I would ask? I wonder why I smiled in every shot thinking the reason I was happy as that…

It’s been a while heart, How are you I would ask? Are you still fixated about your love story? Missing his hugs in everyday life? Or thinking the reasons you felt happy by his side?

It’s been awhile…
Love,

How are you I would ask?

Do you still remember our old love story?
Or the hugs I give you?
Perhaps maybe the smiles we had when we were together, smiling at each other.

It’s been a while

I hope you’re okay.

With the written love story of yours in that invitation

As you hug her in your arms both of you dressed in formal attire

And smiling sweetly captured in that altar

It’s been awhile since I cried, I wonder why?
Digging through my old poems found this one 8/15/2017
 Sep 2017 Jord
Laci
Cast
 Sep 2017 Jord
Laci
To stand in the sun alone
Tangled in tracks of vines that connect to dawn
Lonesome whispers seek horizons dream
A hum to dare

Heart beat of stars to paint anew
Trickle of time between the quiet
A pulse to seek amongst the shadows
Light seeps through a memory

Cradled within the breath of heat
To sit upon a petals ridges
Face of warmth beneath familiar palms
A dance to be retraced

Vibrations pull of soul's silence
Falling into the rise of tomorrow
Hold of heart between lovers lips
Paint the sky still, let us linger
She has no mirror
but where flirt the leaves with the pond
she comes in the cool of noon
mixing the dark of her hair
with the summer shade
dipping into glass green water
her toes and far above
and all the pond sees
encrypts within the bubbles of rainbow
that only her clothes
swelled in awe
can read.
 Sep 2017 Jord
Francie Lynch
The full moon is always waning,
Giving cold comfort.
Stars twinkle more in black spaces.
The evening dew settles sooner,
Rises later.
The potatoes are in the house.
I've folded the lawn chairs.
Across the sky herds of clouds graze by.
The grass gets its autumn cut.
When I put the mower away,
I take down the rakes and shovels.
Dusk comes early.
House lights break through shut windows.
Street sounds diminish.
Will the trees splash us with radiance?
I languish between seasons,
Waiting for the bus to warm me as it passes
My lengthening shadow.
And when the sun filters through,
I stand in its path, face turned skyward.
I sing a eulogy for my summer,
While waiting for the cries of a newborn fall.
Neither summer nor fall.
I fear that I will always
belong to him,
even though he doesn't
belong to me.
I fear for the day I hear
his name and think
of all the galaxies
and stars in the sky,
while my heart beats fast
and my chest turns red,
but I have to wonder where
he might be in the world.
And I know that when he
hears my name,
he'll only think of
his list he had
in college
and which number
he called first.
I don't know
what point I fell in love
with him,
but I do know that
I swear for a second
when I was driving him home,
and he were drunk,
he asked me if we
were anything, and I wanted
so badly to say "I wish",
but I looked at him
and laughed
while saying no,
thinking maybe in
his head he wished
I would have said
yes, but
he didn't argue it.
I know years
from now
I'll always
want another
to be
him.
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