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 Oct 2016 naeuta
Sam
Fading Fast
 Oct 2016 naeuta
Sam
Don't let the Music within you Fade*
Don't let the music within you stop.
I will be here with my guitar,
ready keep your music going.
 Oct 2016 naeuta
Julia Mae
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 Oct 2016 naeuta
Julia Mae
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i like you more when you are sober
yeah, you're so much better
i like you more when you are you
that's the one i love and choose
 Oct 2016 naeuta
Joe Cottonwood
there is magic in concrete
        if you believe

when you work the surface
        flat, in circles,
the float tool buoyant
        on a gray puddle
here’s the enchantment:
with fingertips on the handle you can
        sense the wet concrete, the mojo
        like a sleeping wet bear
solid in mass yet grudgingly liquid
        sort of bouncy
        as you stroke

pebbles disappear, embedded
the tool is ******* cement
        a final thin film, a pretty coat
        over guts of gravel and sand

now hose the mixer, shovels, tools,
        hose your hands and boots
as the water disappears, so shall you
        unless you scratch a name

honor the skilled arms,
        the corded legs and vertebral backs
        the labor that shaped
this odd stone
        sculpted, engineered
        implanted with bolts
forgotten
half-buried in dirt
bearing our lives
First published in the Indian River Review
I'm sorry I'm so difficult,
I Don't mean to be...
Its just how I am,

I'm sorry I'm so difficult,
It's ok,
I hate it too,

I'm sorry I'm so difficult,
With everything I do
Unfinished- Not completed
Something I wish I had not procrastinated
Procrastination- This project
Sorry, Something pushed off to be finished later
Distraction- Something that takes yo-
Oh wait, is that? No, nevermind.
there was more, just, the artist is the most critical of their work than any other
Within the atmosphere there is a limit,
How high can you fly?
No amount of Magick can keep us apart.

A parting of ways,
Remembering our final days,
I'll find my way back to you.

I know you need to heal,
Discover your true self,
Then return back to me.

By my words of binding,
I promise this to you,
Heed my words,
They are true,
I'll find my way back to you.

We'll be different then,
Hopefully on a plane of Zen,
To you I Promise,
We'll meet each other then.

I can't say it will be easy.
But with time,
It wont be hard.

Heal,
Then come back to me,
A brand new you,
You will be.

I will wait,
However long it may be,
But we will be forever,

I promise our paths will meet again,
They say its a small world,
But we carry each other's heart,
How inevitable it will be.

Heed this promise,
A Binding by me,
We will be in each other's arms soon enough,
Forever we will be.
ugh, why did I write this? He was abusive.
 Oct 2016 naeuta
stone the bear
my father once feared
for my imaginative mind.
he thought the real world
already captured my time.

He was right.
i was pinochio
deep in the sea
with nothing
but a great big whale
housing me,
keeping me safe

but nevertheless
there i was
locked away
in a watery cave..

maybe that is why
i continue to
silently rage

i am afraid.
of my mind.
of the hourglass i create
and the concept of time
and obligation to shine
like a pretty dime.
why can’t i be me,
is that such a crime?

but that is how i feel.
out in the world civilians
call real.

are all loners villains?
just because we cannot be
civil in chains?

How would you feel, if you
were locked by your brain.

this is all a game.
sit at wait
your turn will come
not a second before
you think its done.

your life has only just begun.
take the plunge,
it will spit you out
matter of fact
without a doubt.

ramblings. my mind...
its dangerous to be
me.
 Oct 2016 naeuta
stone the bear
jac, i'm blue,
i see no light
i can't even recall
the feeling of fright.
my sight
is lost
i'm in a trance
i tried my best,
but boy i can't dance.

he beat me blue,
jac, he knew.
He knew the end
had to destroy everything
we once grew.

that was the only way
to get away.
fly away
far
far
away.

my love for you may not stray
but me? i will, could not, truly stay.
 Oct 2016 naeuta
Ihdini Hadi
Sunset.
 Oct 2016 naeuta
Ihdini Hadi
I can't look up in the evening sky
It was full of those feeling,
Feeling of the world is ready to leave me alone.
It was funny,
How it saying goodbye by making the skies red.
Even the dawn is already promise a new shine.
But, the sun never shine the same.
So here i am.
With a bucket of paint written "BLUE" on it case.
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