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 Nov 2014 Julie Butler
April
I feel so confident
behind these facades
but in front of you
I'm just a puddle under your feet

I have a problem
I can't concentrate
or smile your way

my self esteem is terribly low
and the time is escaping me
I'm losing all control

but

even so, you try to gather me up
strong embrace
and I'm shaking
begging
I need space

in the pitch black
I'm back to cursing my name
I'm
just
a
disgrace..
hopeless..
worthless..
weak..
timid soul
might come back and change this..
 Nov 2014 Julie Butler
April
she is perched on his bed above the covers
he can feel her weight on his tired limbs
she doesn't understand
he can't keep his eyes open long enough to truly see
she smiles for the flash
he treasures his last few hours

her thumb traces his silhouette
doesn't remember this time
no voice
or mannerism  to match him
all she has is this Polaroid candid

and years later
she still doesn't understand
why he had to leave
you can perceive this in any way.. but i wrote it about my dad who passed away from
cancer when i was 4 years old. (might edit later)
 Nov 2014 Julie Butler
April
Fading
 Nov 2014 Julie Butler
April
I'm lying on my bed in the pitch dark
snuggled underneath the covers
my eyes are leaking tears
and I'm too bothered to wipe them away

Sitting up I find
I'm fading
the ground is so far away
and I don't have enough energy to reach

my hands
nor my legs
work
the way they used to

and my mind is skipping
thoughts and memories split in half
the minutes and the hours around me
don't seem to last

I'm less and less than I was
and no ones
bothered to take a look

Tonight I'll be gone
before you get a chance
not really liking this one.. prob will edit in future
 Nov 2014 Julie Butler
April
staring cold eyes
cut my skin in two
a shrill siren blares
there touching
mapping my skin
my eyes surrender to the black

fake exuberant smiles
prepare to tantalize me- shackles and all
my lungs are quitting
there sweet laced tone seems to get louder and louder
my hands are erratic

my fake smile is long gone
there patience has been buried

I'm a part of the bland walls
and the midnight silence
h o p e l e s s
a weird one- trying this new thing where i use more powerful words to get across emotion ha
 Nov 2014 Julie Butler
April
I Can
 Nov 2014 Julie Butler
April
I can wrap my arms around your middle
pull you tight
feel your heart beat

I can scissor my hands through your hair
savor the strawberry scent each strand gives off
feel you close to me

I can carry you anywhere
hold you like a glass vase
feel just how fragile you really are

I can
But I won't

You told me how he once held you so close
your airways were blocked
and the tears leaking down your cheeks were a plea
you said his touch was fire
and every now and then your hands burn in his memory


He didn't listen


and now I'm here
and I can listen
and I will hear every sound your chapped lips make

most importantly I will wait,
until I can be the man
you deserve
I liked how this turned out, but this meaning was not the original thought for this poem :)
Create in me
A whole new being
With sunlight
And invisibility
Even in the things
We cannot see
All Unseen forces
In nature
Many say
Cannot
Be

Create in us
A way to view
The things we need
To see it through
The miracle
The revelation
The tenderness
Of all creation

With respect
With love
Combing the care
Brushing our fingers
Through every single hair
Of one another

Looking up with
Eyes of wonder
A childlike spirit
Of thunder
Create in us
Forgiveness
Ethereal joy
Every girl
Every boy

No matter what age
No matter what stage
In our lives may we
Strive to learn
What you teach
Feeling renewed
Everyday
Not tired
Nor afraid
Brand new
When we
Awake

With respect
And With love
Combing the care
Brushing our fingers
Through every single hair
Of one another
Soft strands
No demands
Gentle
Hands

A newness
A wholeness
A tenderness
To care for
One another
Our Grandfathers
Our Grandmothers
Our Great Great
Ancestors
A magic
Interstate
A pure love
Light show
Earthquake
Of eternal
Growth
And
Blow

Explode with
Revelation
A rapture of happiness
Rejoicing in the prize
The gift of one another
The jewel of our lives
The sweetness in
Our eyes

With respect
And With love
Combing the care
Brushing our fingers
Through every single hair
Of one another
Soft strands
No demands
Gentle
Hands

Amen



© tHE tERRY tREE
one of my problems is that i am in love with falling in love.
my friends will tell you that.
and they will sigh because they are always the ones who hear me howl.
 Nov 2014 Julie Butler
bones
I could do nothing
else but stop
and step inside
this blessed shop
to breathe again
the heady air
of knowledge that
is stacked in here
on quiet shelves
in dusty lines
of books that would
look nice on mine
but I have spent
my money so
I'll just choose one
and quietly go.

Shhhhh!
bibliomania
by any means necessary.
Today I smiled
seeing you next
to me when I woke.
You smiled at me,
but lately
they feel
ingenuine.
(Don't you like me?)

Now I smile
because you want
me to meet your
family.
You joke,
but is it
truth?
( I want to)

I'm smiling
I got to kiss
you in public
and hold hands.
Now you're joking
about your roommate
crying and his
emotions.
Do you not want
yours seen?
(I do though)
Crushes ******* ****
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