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 Nov 2014 mûre
Billo
Misappropriate
 Nov 2014 mûre
Billo
I'm yours
and those words
force your face
into a stern look
replacing that which
took me into my amorous frame of mind
in the first place,

now tersely you ask yourself
you're mine?
in the worst way imaginable,
the beginning of decline.
 Aug 2014 mûre
a gale
Friday Nights
 Aug 2014 mûre
a gale
“Am I worth wasting
Your Friday nights with?”
I asked so nervously
As a smile crept up
Your thin lips
“Darling,”
You said
“I’ve already wasted
So many nights
With just thoughts of you.”


*a. gale
 Aug 2014 mûre
Wallamo
Wrapped
 Aug 2014 mûre
Wallamo
If you didn't want to talk anymore
Then you needed to tell me
Or at least do it gradually
Don't peter out so ******* casually

I'm not gonna argue with you
I'm not gonna fight for you
I didn't think August would come so soon
So I wasn't really ready to lose you.
But I didn't ever think masculinity looked so good on you
Until you cut your hair and got your cool tattoo
And if you're moving away you'd better do it soon, go far west, **** with Winnie the Pooh.

And together was a good place to put us
And "everything happens for a reason" was so far beneath us
And all our friends think they're gonna get through to us
But I can't get through to you
You don't even seem to give a ****.

I'm better than waiting around for reasons to open up
Your "what you see is what you get" attitude
Sometimes ****** me off
I wanted to feel important to you and it's not like we moved to fast or moved too soon
But you're moving away, daaa, so that's ****** too.

My mom always makes fun of me when we're texting
Smirk on my face, being funny has never been hard for me
And I like when I can make you laugh and I hope you do
But right now I don't wanna do that because I feel like a ******* fool.

There's no answer for us here in this giant country
Living in Canada has never really made me feel lonely
There's not much for me in my giant city

But it's not like I'm gonna up and move around the country
But if you asked I'd probably say "you want me? I've got nothing to do here, so we'll see." But I'd worry about what everyone would think of me
Because they don't know we've even thought about dating.
It's a great secret that everyone probably knows
It would be great if Manitoba would just put up a sign: closed.
when you read this poem, I recommend rapping it aloud.
 Jul 2014 mûre
F White
There are cycles.

My pattern.
Two and fall.

and Some.
and Days.
and Now.

Here I am.

Again
copyright FHW 2014
 Jul 2014 mûre
F White
and they did come, like rain, after a time
over the planes and rocks of her cheeks
pooling in the crevice beneath her nose
shining upon her lips in limpid drops

and in their wake

the promise of someday-sunshine on a sea of glass
copyright fhw, 2014
 Jun 2014 mûre
F White
Pink Blanket
 Jun 2014 mûre
F White
missing the time in between
what was won't will be sometimes often
didn't

easy to forget the reasonable logic
behind the now seemingly nonsensical choice
that left you in the current Yearn.

the sweetsour regret, softly ignored scratches
the polish and veneer of worn out synapses
a  pleasantly blurred fastforward-lacquer

I skip the years like stones
pausing fingers on the page of a smile
turning my face away from  the cracks
stepping blithely over the day your words carried false

licking the envelope on an argument
stamped To Forget.

I choose

instead.

to love the memory of You.
copyright fhw, 2014
 May 2014 mûre
SG Holter
Circle
 May 2014 mûre
SG Holter
I have given you
So much.

Still I find with
Every thing I give you,
You give two back

So I have four to give; and
Recieve your eight.
Feeding wealth to feed itself
To feed itself itself.
You taught me
Circle.

You have given me
So much.
For Tina.
 May 2014 mûre
Third Eye Candy
you don't know that the world is  ' worlds ' . but every early morning you suspect.

we and You and I
close-talked and Time stood stock Still
as Clocks will, we lost Time... we rode upon the equine, with tight thighs clamping
the Beast of our Burden.

now pure love
can't stop
hurtin'.
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