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Joshua R Laird Dec 2012
So what is it that brings you to my words...
To stack them and pluck them into your life like little bricks
To grind them and hold them and mold them until they work for you
What is it that I say that you need to hear...
To extrapolate my intent and humanize your fear
Why should it be me whom lay naked my soul...
So you can clothe bareness in your life and once again feel whole.
Why must I eviscerate experience and gut my past...
So you’ll have meaning in yours and love that might last
Why must I shake and tremble and grind my teeth...
And shed tears over someone I’m still waiting to meet
Why can’t I now lean upon you...
And hide behind your walls and bury my truth
And will you be there when I can’t hold on...
And I need someone else’s words to help me along
Joshua R Laird Nov 2012
I am here
Encased in flesh and pain
A temporal Beacon that bares my name
The past, the future, the here and the now
Like a kiss blown from a lovers lips
Or the wind that blows the autumn leaves around
It matters not
It’s all the same
I began but will not end
Like my mind that dreams
My soul that speaks
My heart that loves will love again.
I am here
Trapped for now in bone and blood
But soon my time will come
And my wings will set me free
Releasing me
from human bonds
To live how,
And where,
And when I want
And let the real me shine.
I’ll leave behind
The Pain, the tears
The debilitating fears
The insecurities that paralyze
The jealousy that never dies
I’ll leave it all behind
And take with me the one thing
The only thing I ever needed
A memory
Joshua R Laird Nov 2012
If love were a poem I could change the rules
I could write the person, the place, the excuse
I could set the expectations and lower the bar
I could ease the pain of the wounded heart
If love were a poem I could open the door
I could even the odds for the lonely and the poor
I could show the way for the wayward lost
I could build a bridge for souls to cross
If love were a poem I could have it myself
I could understand it like everyone else
I could make it through the blackest of days
I could open my eyes and chase the demons away
If love were a poem
Then maybe I’d know.
Joshua R Laird Oct 2012
My Magic is gone and no spell was cast
No eyes to glaze no mind to crash
My words were right my emotions too
Her response was wrong, the curse was true
The Witch she wrote and wrote and re- wrote the words
The message is right but the actions are wrong
I think she spoke sweetly but lied all along
Her words they spoke and touched and lifted my heart
And cradled my soul then raked them apart
I still see the magic it whisks all around
Nipping and biting not making a sound
She sees it too, but now it is hers
And with blood painted lips she kisses the words
Her emotions are right, the message is too
But my response is all wrong and the curse remains true.
She’ll never be mine, And I never hers.
Joshua R Laird Oct 2012
Dwindled are the chances with choices that are fettered with vain.
My life played back to burden my soul, chastise and lay me to blame
Recorded grief to remind me my mistakes and take measure in my pain
To look back at a cluttered past and dwell on what could have been
To crush what all is good and strangle hope before it reaches my heart
Before light and glory reaches my eyes and reminds me what could have been from the start.
New are the choices that are fettered with naught
Old are the binds that bound mine sense and stole me from my promised path
Prayers are the paths that guide me now so I don’t twice make the same mistakes.
Joshua R Laird Oct 2012
Welcome my brother said one snowflake to another
Let us paint the land with diamonds of white
Let us put crisp in the air and blanket despair
And brighten the hills with delight
Welcome my brother said one snowflake to the other
Let us widen the smiles of children enthralled
And kindle the aged with their youth
Let us vault from the clouds with a magical shroud
Let us decorate every roof
Welcome my brother said one snowflake to another
Let us dance in the street and stick to the feet
Of those frolicking in the snow
Let us fill up the sky with a brilliant disguise
And sequester the dark from the glow
Welcome my brother said one snowflake to the other
Let us cover the streets with glorious sheets
Until the blackness comes up melting through
This is the end said the snowflake to his friend
And I’m happy to melt here with you.
Joshua R Laird Oct 2012
The world my stage with shackled minds
By fits of rage
My anger will be known
With heaven bound & glory without
With the world unchecked
Fire I claim mine own
When Angels bleed & lose their wings
Through demons seed
It’s me who peeked there lust
When tears have trails & twisting paths
Of human failures
It’s me who slaughtered trust
When words of truth & festered hope
Become lies and smoke
It’s me who whispered first
When children dream of innocence lost
And old men scream
It’s me who mothers curse
When death is close and courage wanes
When goals seem so far
It’s me who dwells so near
My name is fear
And I live in the eyes
And on the frozen lips
Of those who do...
And who do not know.
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