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 Oct 2020 Justin Phipps
E
The face in the mirror
the look in the eye's
that reflection ain't me it's just a disguise
the fading of hair
the wrinkles that bend
it's just a life story that's told on my skin
this man in the mirror he ain't really me
their's a child inside that want's to be free
that woman of mine you could say she's the same
sometimes in the covers we laugh and play games
but as I get old and my life bears thin
I think of the fun
and think of the friends
so you could say i'm kind of bold
it's just a part of getting old
A poem my dad wrote on his 45th birthday
we all thought it was funny but truth is
I think it was the greatest one he ever wrote
 Oct 2020 Justin Phipps
J
Sometimes,
I catch myself
wondering what
it feels like to be
loved by you.

I’m almost certain
it would be blissful;
as if my heart’s 
gonna burst into 
gazillion pieces,
and like stardust, 
float across the 
infinite cosmos.

But it is a distant dream.
And it’s time to wake up.
I wonder.
 Oct 2020 Justin Phipps
c
I have been falling in love
With finding distraction
In every person I meet
Wasting time is all I seem to do well

I am running out
Of time to waste
And I’m not sure
I can distract myself
Any longer
 Dec 2019 Justin Phipps
Chelsea
Someone asked me to draw
Draw what heartbreak looks like
I finally got tired of drawing a broken heart
And I started drawing you
just because the star-
fish can grow its arms back does
not mean it didn't hurt.
______________

even though scars heal
and wounds fade it doesn't mean I
will forget the pain.
haiku.
 Dec 2019 Justin Phipps
Traveler
I want her too much
But.............................
I'm just a good dude

I always support her
Ya...............................
I'm one of her fool's

I've had enough
Well......................
I'm up to my neck

As much as I try
Sadly...................
I cannot connect

It's time to move on
Slam!!!.....................
My heart is a door

I'll love her forever
But...........................
Just not any more.
Traveler Tim
I held out my hand
they took from it

I just wanted it to be held
is that to much to ask
your everlasting and green,
growing like the leaves
your soul has blossomed a flower
beautiful
isn't that just lovely,
lovely?
as more petals grow
let me be your water
because we unfortunately grow
in this long and hurting desert
let me wash over you
I want to make it dazzling and new
my perfect rose
grow your leaves
all over me
till we're both just a everlasting garden
I’ve heard the saying
“ Can you miss someone that you never met?”
This holds true for all the women who have had a miscarriage
But what about those suffering from infertility
“ Can you miss someone that you’ve never met or actually never even existed?
I believe so...
Even though someone has no existence but you long to meet, I do feel like you miss them in many different ways

Even through nonexistent form of a human being, the existence that you long for will always be, a non tangible thing, missing from me...
Struggling under your net
Captured but not kept
You will not take me in and keep me
But release is not imminent either
Fascinated by my colors, the way I move
Attracted to my unique song
Amused and entertained
But not committed to my upkeep
Play with me when you need a lift
Draw me in and stroke my pretty feathers
Mesmerize me with another smile
Eyes shining, looking into mine
Feed my weakness for affection, connection
And then return to your life
And leave me here
Struggling
Fighting, but losing strength
Yearning for actual love
Safety

Take me in and keep me
Or let me go

It would feel like release either way.
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