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 Jan 2013 Marigold
Aarin Mullins
I won’t allow my father’s 80% proof to rein on our parade.
Frayed rope, ******* loose ends
In a battle between
A barefoot path towards my mother’s grave,
Dead-center of the Appalachian advantage
And my childhood mistakes.
Sanity honed in on temporary missteps,
Obliged to take each fall
And walk away
A different man.
 Jan 2013 Marigold
Cadence Musick
Your soft touch curls around my bones,
my blood thrumming in time
to the pitches of your voice.
Like gentle fluttering wings,
my eyelashes caress thy cheek,
creating a vibe of harmony.
The candle light casts our
shadows against the wall,
the silhouettes shuddering
with the framework of an embrace-
Shattering the outside world
Together we'll hang in this moment,
Our fingers remaining
entwined-
Tearing them apart would be
dubbed a crime.
 Jan 2013 Marigold
Daniel Kenneth
White is the color of purity
That which is clean, innocent, tame
White stands for sunshine, music, dancing
All the things that bring you joy

Black is the color of darkness
The evils you can find in the night
The monster under the bed, the shadows on the wall
And when cruelty and power combine'

Red is the color of passion, hot and furious it will be
Love, lust, anger, hate
Wildfire which shall not be controlled
But will burn its brightest until it destroys itself

Blue is the color of calm
Still water on a cloudless day
It is also the color of sadness
Deep and haunting, crushing your soul

Flesh is the color of man
He responsible for all the magic and pain in the world
It can come in any shade, yet its all the same
Good and evil, a swirl
 Jan 2013 Marigold
Olivia Pierce
I see my purple bags 
From all my sleepless night of standing at the sink hands full of the medicine I hope will dull the pain
I see the rolls that make me cry slumped in front of the mirror unable to move for fear of looking up at myself 

I know soon it will be over soon this hell hole will stop burning with the constant pain
That finally I will go back to my three month heaven of friends that are so close to family 
The wind in my hair 
Ocean spraying 
I know it is Closer than it feels 
Each moment ticking forth 
Is a moment closer 
To peace 

January
March 
April
May 
June

a simple five months 
Can feel like a lifetime
Almost infinity
When you say goodbye I might cry.
Knowing that it might be our last is
Terrifying
But on the inside deep in my heart I will never forget out journeys
On the inside your not really gone
Your still here reliving our memories
From our first hello's to our last goodbyes.
 Jan 2013 Marigold
martin
The first week I slept downstairs, to be right next to him
We're keen to build the bond, and do our best for him

It's two steps forward, one step back
Sometimes we've thought, it's just a few brain cells that he lacks

Then for sure he's getting there, he's really learning lots
It's go go go, up down, round round
Pull off the table cloth

Just when we think he's such a cute young pup
He's doing well, he's being good, and really growing up
He's even asking to go out by waiting at the door
He decides to let us down
And does a finely placed architectural poo
In the middle of the floor
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