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 Dec 2021 B
Carlo C Gomez
~
A fire built within

We come together
we break apart

A wind that blows past
and does not return

Carnival of light
moving colors
in the overcurrent

Where is heaven above?

You'll only hear
the hummingbird
skyward bound

Before finally combusting
somewhere in
the upper atmosphere

The resulting cloud
is probably still up there
— more proof that it pays
to shoot for the stars

~
 Dec 2021 B
Hannah Richburg
Cemetery
 Dec 2021 B
Hannah Richburg
I thought if I could swallow the stars
I’d be as beautiful as the evening sky
I tried one night    with fireflies
They burned my throat
Their legs striking at soft flesh
But my skin did not glow
No moon crawled from my eye sockets
I was left with corpses in my stomach
I soon learned I would only ever be
A cemetery
 Nov 2021 B
Carlo C Gomez
Catalina
 Nov 2021 B
Carlo C Gomez
I begin anew
I begin with you

You are my isthmus
You are my tombolo

You connect me
You ground me

To this place
To this duration

One heart
One love
"Catalina" means a girl that makes you realize how amazing life is, and how every day prior to meeting her, seemed like a day wasted.
 Nov 2021 B
Grace E
Wildly
 Nov 2021 B
Grace E
My darling, I love you
Simply because I want to love you.
I yearn for the best in regards to you.
And if I can in any way, ease your situation,
Or make you happy, then I will. Because,
With abandon and reckless honesty, I love you.
I love you wildly.
 Nov 2021 B
Gerald
Truth/Dare
 Nov 2021 B
Gerald
You don't
need wings to fly.
You just need
a really tall courage,
then you have
to jump.
 Nov 2021 B
L B
Need
 Nov 2021 B
L B
I need

...but have been too long alone
untouched by desire
the presumption of love
in joints of dust –the lame of lust

So...

Unseen
Years creep by
Silent, numb

No one remembers
who I was

Raising my eyes
to the window—
–a flock of sparrows rise as one
into a gray sky
of mind

Beauty left by the back door of day
unnoticed in fading light

A dull ache
is all
The Good-Bye

We walked
To the railway station
Mother
Dressed in an old coat
Fastened with safety pins
waved.
She looked so small wanted to leave the train
Embrace her.
The train moved
I waved
As long as I could see her.
Mother was untidy
Hair
On the sandwiches
She gave me.
At the next stop
I bought a bar of chocolate.
 Nov 2021 B
The Concrete Poet
Years pile up
like leaves

another winter
of
slumbering trees

The oranges
and
the rusts

oil me please
so that I
not yield
to dust

I sympathize
with the
trees and the wildlife,
left to survive
a Winter's
frost

they are the
strong,
the invincible
and on us,
that should never
be lost

I can only admire
God's strength
within them,
as I stand with
mouth agape

Nothing on this earth
has ever wowed me
more than ....

God's work
to date



The Concrete Poet
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