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i haven't fogotten
that night
we waded
naked
knee deep into
that brown
river

the summer
had my back
and kissed
my shoulders but
the rest of mine
was yours

the moon was
high
and full of himself
and i could see
in your eyes
you were too
my grandfather
taught me to
keep my words
like a woman's skirt;
long enough to
cover the good parts,
short enough to
keep things interesting.
lying on a beach
looking up at the clouds
same idea perched
on both of our mouths,
i am a bird on a window sill
you're a song upon my lips
i will sing you to the trees and hills
and place your hands
upon my hips.

i stole glances at you
as you tried ignoring me
you were focused on the view
and you were all i could see
that night i saw you dancing
you were young, wild, and free,
and tonight i'm not alone,
because you're lying
next to me.
i know
a place where
nobody goes,
a place where we
can be free
of our clothes,
we can dance and sing
to the wind where it blows,
a place where the sand
is perfect for toes.

i brought wine and
an ice chest,
speaking of those,
let's both raise a glass,
tonight we're drinking
like pros
we can **** 'neath the moon,
where above us it glows,
me with tattoos,
you with a pierced nose.
you're probably
too young for me
or looking for someone else;
a guy with more talent,
and a sense of adventure
or someone with an exotic accent,
who knows?

your purity
and shining blond hair
and quirky sense of style
have me wondering--
did it hurt when they shoved that metal in your nose,
and if you'd do the same to my heart
Tears
and rain,
sit upon
my eyelashes.
One shows my pain, one washes it away.

The grey clouds are one with my breaking heart.
Shedding their pain
in tune with
my souls
cry

To
accept
that Grandma
is leaving me,
is easier to say than to live through.

Each slowing beat of her heart pierces me.
My second mom,
my best friend,
dying
now.

Her
grace and
wisdom will
stay with me still.
I am, today, the woman she molded.

Touching so many, giving of herself.
Angel on earth,
soon to be
going
home.
This is written in the poetic form of "Tetractys"  The scheme is a syllable count of 1,2,3,4,10...then reverse the count 10,4,3,2,1 and so on
i am like a water droplet
fearfully gripped
to the lip of a paper cup,
the same as you are
like a delicate kiss poised
on mine.

except i am not made of
purity and clarity,
instead i am
a convoluted storm
of desperate confusion and
utter disbelief
and depression,
and you are just
a delicate kiss poisoned
by mine.
i seem to have lost my number
can you replace it with
yours?

i seem to have lost my mind
somewhere in your sofa cushions
can i stay here for weeks
not really looking for it?

i seem to have lost my pencil
can i watch you for hours
so that my mind creates a stencil?

i seem to have lost my keys
are they with your blood red sweater
or somewhere underneath
something secret
something wetter?

i seemed to have lost something dear to me
can i look for it
with you near to me, lying down
with you on top on me?

i seem to have lost my wallet
i think you might have swallowed it
can i search with my tongue
while you **** me off
for fun?

i seem to have lost three quarters
somewhere
in your memory foam
i need them for the bus ride
home--alone
but i'd rather
just
sit right here
and


get ******.
i was standing on a street corner yesterday
and cars were whizzing passed me
i was reading nothing
i was drinking coffee
i was smoking
i was minding my own business

a man walked up to me on the street corner
and he asked me what time
my watch said it was

i told him.


he walked away.


my watch hasn't kept time
for weeks.
i don't wear a watch, actually.
I thought
I was just going to write
a poem about your eyes
but then I caught a glimpse
of the nape of your neck
and your throat
and your ***** line
and I watched a bead of sweat
trickle down your heaving chest

I thought
I was going to be fine
but then I saw your cleavage
and I melted into sand
and I sank into the ocean

I thought
your eyes were the moon
and I was being tossed by the tides
but then you turned away
and I drowned in self-doubt
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