Maddison

Sep 2017

Cné

Contemplate a teardrop,
and this is what I see.
A drop of moisture
from an irritation?
Some agree.

What is a teardrop made of,
just some water from a gland?
But brush it off and contemplate
the moisture on your hand.

It's also made of sorrow
or from pain that you may feel
A treasure of emotion
on your cheek
that might congeal

"Tears of happiness" are made
of joy or great suprise
That fall like rain in summer
from a pair of smiling eyes.

They course down cheeks in rivers
or collect on lashes there.
They form in silent puddles
when emotions are laid bare.

Tears are gems as precious
as a diamond that is mined
So do not take them lightly
if their origins you can't find.

They're made of things like music
that can make the heart take wing
Or how the soul can elevate
to hear an angel sing.

Just thinking
Inspired

#emotions #treasure #teardrops #sorrow #pain #happiness

Sep 2017

SHEROVIN ACROSTIC

SILENCE

Say my name and I will disappear.
I am the endless song that only the deaf can hear.
Listen to my eternal depth as it echoes through the wind.
Enunciated by the mute with no words to send.
No man can keep me for a long period of time.
Catch me for a second and next thing you know I'm gone.
Even the most quiet moment can lose me when its done.

Aug 2017

South by Southwest

Drive he said

Frozen in thought . . .
the silver gray moon bends
the sun's will toward an earthly
gravel grave in the Walker County
strip pit .

It was only yesterday . . .
when the Cougar Eliminator
prowled the highways of disappearing
white stripes seeking a crescent city moon that lays naked in the bending arms of it's river lover

"Drive !" , he said . . .
so I hit the pedal hard spinning tires
and burning up the moments in haste
that I would someday regret throwing
to the stars

Like a wolf howls at the moon . . .
we howled at our youth . . .
so far from home unaware we were truly all alone in bent light of folly

The horizon cradled the moon . . .
slipping beyond the bridges of our possibilities and I am thinking of Macbeth blowing out his candles

"Drive !" , he said . . .
life is a stage , a highway going forward measured by our distance divided by time we are so defined

I have driven to the moon . . .
collected sunbeams and bent the light
and drove back howling with a midnight's voice warm in the south by southwest winds

So I will drive on . . .

Aug 2017

shiv

boys hurt too

His body is a warzone; the cuts, the scars, the marks.
His mind does not fair much better; but he does try, try, try.

#boy #sad #depressed #alone #happy #feelings #emotions

Aug 2017

jeffrey conyers

Love I Wish To You

If I made your heart ache through all my foolish mistakes.
Remember this love I wish to you.
If you do decide to wave goodbye.
Please pay attention to that one tear in my eyes.

Just remember these words of mine.
Love, I wish to you.
Not one to hate upon your choice.
For many were of my own making.

You are the lighting to my thunder.
As I was the warmth to your sunny side.
But in my haste of being foolish.

I realize now, you I must not have cherished.
But believe me, when I say this to you.
I wish, totally wish love to your lovely heart.

Maddison Aug 2017

Willow

As I lay here under our willow tree, back arched and shoulders slumped
I can't help but imagine you beside me
Oh how beautiful we once were
But...reality started to cry

Because you were not with me and I was not with you
You were no longer the sunshine to my rain nor the smile to my tears
But now just the occasional wind that sent shivers up my spine

Reality started to scream as you entered the battle field
I however sat in a half empty classroom, imagining the once youthful souls who roamed

Eyes the colour of rainclouds, you hurriedly hide yourself from the enemy
I couldn't say you were successful, but in my head you were safe
You laid beside the meadows, whilst I grew ever so jealous of their beauty
How silly am I for being envious of flowers?

I prayed for you every time the sun said goodbye and the moon said hello
I will never give up hope that you will one day walk away from the battle and into my arms
Oh how much my heart aches for your presence

The rainfalls upon our heaven for the last time
Reality grieved, whilst I laid under our willow tree
Remembering your cheeky smile and piercing eyes will forever haunt my dreams

But all too soon reality payed me one last visit
And I finally felt what I had not felt in a long time...
Pain
There was no such word as pain when I was surrounded by your love

But our friendship is different to most, you see
I was banned from ever seeing your beautiful face again
And that broke my heart

Talking to a gravestone could never compare to the times when we talked face to face
I can not bear to see you, a teenager, a child, laying six feet under
So...
I pick up the remaining pieces of my heart and make my way to our Heaven on Earth
Where just the two of us belonged

Our Willow Tree...Your Only Heaven