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 Sep 2021 mikecccc
Paul Glottaman
I live in fear
I've said a little too much
or that once counted out
my deeds won't've been enough.
I feel tight awaiting release
coiled like a spring or rubber band.
Cocked like a shaking gun waiting
for input from an unsteady hand.
Now I know that I know what I am
but I worry that's the catch.
While everyone else unwound
I just continued to twist and stretch.
I don't know on what criteria
a human life is accounted
I measure and I weigh
but the summit is not mounted.
I wish that I believed
"Love will save us all!"
but I can't and I don't
and my spring is turning to fall.
Still, I am surrounded by love
and would do well to remember:
That this could be the criteria
on which human life is measured.
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nivek
art
 Sep 2021 mikecccc
nivek
art
art unfolds constantly
cloud sailing by
what do you see?
what asks the sky?
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brian odongo
the night
conquers
my sight.

the moon
shines bright.

the stars
haunt me
over and over
again.

I am an owl,
A nyctophile.
On a cool autumn
day
I like to spend
time
in the cemetery hanging
out
with the ghosts of
dead-folks
because I'm a penny
dreadful.
Ballad of Big Nothing - Seth Avett & Jessica Lea Mayfield
 Sep 2021 mikecccc
Kelly McManus
The human species
looks more like a tragedy
than a victory

                Kelly McManus
 Sep 2021 mikecccc
Acme
Atheist
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Acme
I have no need for any God.
I rule my garret just fine.
I perch on tattered throne
broke springs drink box wine
from a chipped plastic chalice
writing my own drunk scripture
on the back of the final notice
envelope of my certain departure.
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