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 Apr 2017 Little Bear
Jeff Stier
I am a collective
an ongoing collaboration
a group enterprise

I revel in my diversity
sit in its lap
while being carefully groomed

Nothing becomes me
like agreement among friends
Nothing fills my sails
like the wind of good company

When all my words
are stilled
when every breath is drawn
then you might come near

When every tale is told
and when myth
becomes gossip among friends
then
and only then
will I willingly depart.

That's the day,
friends,
when we all meet
on that distant shore,
when sweetness dissolves
into the dark.

I have one foot
in the beyond already.
My ticket is punched
my resolve unmatched.

Give me your hand, my friend,
in good cheer
for nothing now will leave us bereft.

Never yet alone
never yet divorced from grace.

Amen.
Dedicated to my distant friend Pradip Chattopadhyay who called me back from the near-death of my poetic impulse.
Never ordinary
Never easy
Nothing parts the sea
Nothing moves the earth
This is a hard world
And there is no give at all

Don't press your face to the ground
It does not help
Don't shout at the sky
It does not hear
Nothing helps
And no-one hears
This is desolation

In the wavering distance
Less than light
Reality  drifts eerily by
There is no need to go
No reason to stay
Grey coiling wraiths
Rise and slowly sway
They could be anything
Anyone
Distinctions have no place
Nowhere to hide
Here is where souls shudder
And shatter


                                    By Phil Roberts
I thought about every
little gesture, look, song,
secretly worded I love yous,
and maybes,
and should ofs
that we shared since we met.

And how your smile and your eyes
have both stopped time
to show me glimpses of the future. 
 
And just ecstatic happiness,  
and thank yous,  
and oh my gods,  
and how i've never felt more right.
  
And how last night was
perfect and respectful and beaming
with love that was so ******* mutual.  

I just replayed the moments
over a few hundred times.
This is  real.
This is happening.
Our playlist is
the best love songs
that helped voice words
we needed spoken.
 Apr 2017 Little Bear
Traci Sims
Oh, I love love love you
Tragick-ally, forever-ly, romanti-kally,
And I am...STUPID...with desire...
Whoever said that age would bring peace and wisdom
When I gaze into your blue eyes and know the truth of the matter?
Think less and feel more
Is what you said to me
And I wish I could do that
But I have some feelings
That just lie to me.
They make me believe crazy thoughts
Like when you say hi to me
It's like you mean to open the sky to me
Cuz you're not just another guy to me
You are so much more than just a high to me


So how can I pretend that
Every love song doesn't have a face now
And every poem about a you
Isn't suddenly You now

I'll have to think more
And feel less, so I won't stress
Every time you walk out the door
Or put my head on your chest
Or when you press your hand against mine
And our thumbs match.
No, I can't catch any more feelings
When I already feel like a starburst
And every piece of me is another universe
When I'm around you
I feel like the world is endless
And time is a concept
Like love isn't just an emotion
To interpret around you
But the only thing

See I can't feel more,
And I can't think less

I've already lost my mind around you.
This one is yours, Poodle.
Take my ashes to San Francisco
Follow the steps
And lay me to rest where
I always felt free and at peace

Step one: Irish coffee(s)
Step two: Irish coffee to go
Step three: take the walk and shed your demons
Step four: find my spot and sit
Step five: tune in, unwind, and listen for my reply

Let me go into the ocean
And I'll always be within reach
Stay by the sea and let the water  
Sing you my love songs
I'll be the fog on the horizon
And the brisk embrace
of the Pacific mist

And if you find yourself in need
I'll relinquish my spot
for those days you could use an ear
And feel comfort
Know that I'll hear you
And I'll reply
And if you weep
Let the raindrops that fall
And the howling of the wind
give notice
That I am weeping too

You may grow lonely
But you will never be alone
I'll be within waters reach
And in the city I will
Always be alive with you.

Take my ashes to San Francisco.
These little fingers
on his little hand
gripping mine
to say hello
Makes me realize
how love can
Create and grow

Helps me understand
what I need to know
That life is precious
And shouldn't be rushed
My own mortality as contrast
to his new life

I'm definitely not in any rush
When my cries for comfort
For food
For a warm hand
patting my ***
And cooing me to sleep
Are so similar to his.

I provide what I can
Because I understand
And I know what he needs.  

Two days of life
and a lifetime of lessons
I wish him better luck than me.
And will do what I must
So he can live a more robust
Life than me.
In hope we will watch you and your brother grow.
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