Blood pooling
I don't know where,
Pale eyes
White all around,
Skin through
My bones,
I feel my skull
In my head,
Pulsing
Air in my ears,
Gravity
Doesn't pull
Nor push,
Raise my finger
Grey to the clouds,
Alone in the mist
I feel each drop,
Pitter patter
Like a creature
Fast and light,
Tapping me
On the shoulder,
Don't follow me
To my grave,
Regrets are
Nothing
When I die,
If I turn
Fast enough,
I'll see
My shadow,
Slip away
Pupils to the sky
My feet
Are in my coffin,
Seal the deal
The tombstone
Will say nothing...
© okpoet

I used to carry
An empty glass,
Never would I admit
And kept hidden,
With a smile on my face
I masqueraded,
When she came around
Pitcher in hand,
Without thinking
I held my glass out,
She spilled a few drops
And my eyes lit up
I thirsted but I refrained,
She started to pour
Glass half full,
I took a sip
Then I drank
Timidly at first
But then I drenched
My palate,
This was unlike
Anything I've ever had,
My cup overflowed
And I a fool
Thought it would
Never run dry,
But here I am now
My glass shattered
I am empty again,
Thirst come heavy
With want,
If I had a taste
Once more,
I would cherish
Every measure
But no other liquid
Will ever appease,
This drought
In my soul,
Barren
Desert
In my heart,
I will forever yearn
But for a few more drops from her...
© okpoet

The crickets are calling
Out the stars,
Paper holes punched
Into the night sky,
Hear their tune
They play
Just for me and you,
Listen to the waves
In the background,
Their crescendo
Ever so louder
Yet serene,
Watch the dark sky with you;
I could until the morning
Like a face through a screen door,
Looking out, looking up
The twinkles are bright
White sprinkles on a chocolate cake,
The crickets are calling
Out the milky moon,
Lighting up the world
Before we sleep,
Hear their tune
Lullaby serenading,
Gently our daytime cares
As we lull off to our dreams...
© okpoet

The world is turning
Turning,
I'm spinning
Spinning,
Playing a record
You're dancing
Dancing,
You make me feel alive
So alive,
I've got a thousand words
No one picture could suffice,
To describe to you
The fields flowering within me
From the depths of my heart,
I'm watching you twirling,
Twirling,
The summer is closing
But the memories will last
Until the next,
No longer empty inside
You fill me to overflowing
Flowing,
Letting my joy spill
This milk I won't cry over,
I'll have a cookie;
Or two...
© okpoet

I want you to know
That to me there isn't much,
I'm not rich
But with you I'm not poor,
I'm not powerful
But with you I'm not weak,
I'm not handsome
But with you I'm not ugly,
There are many things I am not
But with you I can try to be more,
I've been idling all this time
Biding; waiting; lingering,
And now you've arrived
But you're not just walking by,
There are many roads
But with you there is only one,
We will walk; we will run
We will ride; we will drive,
We can go left; we can go right
We will go forward; and if we must
We will bust a *****; together,
I can't promise
The moon and the stars,
But with you
We will go as far as we can,
If the sky is the limit
Then we are rockets,
And we will fly;
Until we burn out,
Wherever we land
This is home,
With you...
© okpoet

If I can't dream
It does seem,
I'm constantly
And inadvertently,
Searching
Lurching,
For the difference
Preference,
Between the day
And it's decay,
The night
And it's dark flight,
Towards the sun
Flaming bullets of a gun,
Scathing the premise
Of my demise,
Unable to surrender
The greatest pretender,
Left to grieve
Though alive, bereave,
The ballad of steps
No longer visible in sand nor steppes,
At my side, curbside, seaside
Yet I can't run and hide,
Only thing I know is to fight
Another day another night,
And though the reasons
Be unknown, they'll come like seasons,
Once again; though I know not when,
But by then, I hope I'll have a pen...
© okpoet

Launch your rockets
High, I'm riding this shotgun
Until the chamber's empty,
Bullets come clean
Never a drop of blood,
Exit wound leading to
The hidden trap door
You're hiding in,
Death come lively
Fast and with a ******
Knife slicing through
Poison leaking
Evidence of the ****
You'll drink until parched,
Say it out loud
If you can,
Who,
Murdered; you the only witness
Asleep in the walls
Watching,
Waiting,
Silence deep
Sleep commence,
Your reality
Unwelcome
Chiseled tombstone
You've signed,
Wake in the morning...
© okpoet

I heart you like
My heart hearts beating,
Little drummer boy
Keeping the pulse;
Still a little kid
Marching along,
Never going to
Put the drumsticks down.
As long as there is still
A rhythm to keep me flowing,
My blood runs redder through me
When I see you; and those eyes
Piercing,  I'm flush all throughout
Little drummer beating faster,
Hear it so loud through my chest;
Church bells tolling couldn't hush,
But then you speak, his drum
Resonates to a flutter; light
Pitter patter, gentle lullaby
Of your voice, my little drummer's eyes
Are closing now, beating low
Like a whisper, this moment is sweet
Sweet serenity, as your gentle touch
On my soul is weightless like a feather
Upon a lake just floating with the current,
And then you start to leave,
Drummer boy is quickly making haste
Banging getting faster stronger
Surely you can hear him now,
Marching no more; he is sprinting
Lion in the Sahara after a gazelle,
But my legs aren't moving,
I'm just watching you walk away,
I know something my little drummer
Doesn't, you'll be back again,
And he'll lose his cool once more...
© okpoet

This is not ***** music,
It's a heavy beat
With a deeper depth;
Catering to
Our instinctual need
For rhythm,
From before
Our births,
Layered in the womb
Of our life bringers,
We had bass
In our ears;
The pulse
Of our mothers' hearts;
And we kicked
To that tempo,
And now here it is
Again louder
And oh so real,
Gritty; jarring
Rattling our bones
Comfort it brings
In it's constant groove
We bob our heads and step to...
© okpoet

She smiles at me
And I smile back;
For a moment
I'm happy to do so,
Who wouldn't smile
On a cloudy day
At a ray of sunlight?
For a moment
I hesitate;
I'd really like to stay
And exchange
A few words,
For a moment
I'd like to hear
Her laugh,
Listen to
Her thoughts;
Feel her cadence,
For a moment
I ignore the world;
Admiring this beauty
Like a rose by the side
Of my life's road,
For a moment...
© okpoet

On the spot
And in spots
I make it rain
Really big drops
Almost hail,
Break the ground
Winding down
From one spot
To the next
Connect the dots
And Make
A constellation
Put it all together
And we can see
A stellar dalmatian
Wag the tail
My Imagination
Runs on and on
An endless conveyor
Factory of thoughts
A flower for yours
A cookie for mine...
© okpoet

I'm a collector
A hoarder
A keeper
Of all sorts
Tangible or not,
Anything stays;
People come
People go,
But they've never
Stayed by me,
I have memories
Gifts and scraps
From years
And years ago,
I'm buried
In everything I have;
Though I have nothing
To show for it,
It's all just stuff
But one thing
Is for sure;
If I could
I'd give it all away;
Just to have kept you...
© okpoet

I miss you a little
I miss you a lot,
Somewhere
In the middle
I lost my way
I went for a stroll
And never came back
I didn't mean to leave
I didn't mean to walk away;
It was just that I
Went a little too far
And I lost track
Of time and distance,
Didn't know how
To come back
Where back was;
By your side,
The light was dim
And the darkness
Swallowed my path,
The bread crumbs
Didn't last and I
Found myself
Hoping for a light
That never came;
I can only hope
The day comes
I find you again...
© okpoet

I'm getting high
On the stars
Downing the moon
Like a pill
Hard to swallow
Need a bigger
Glass of milk
Because
The Swiss cheese
Is too hollow,
Skimming along
The ocean blue;
The water is cool
Find the lighthouse
By the ocean's shore,
As I sink into this coma,
Carry me deep
Into your slumber
And wrap your arms
My sweetest drug,
In the dark of night
Sleep come
Before the sunrise
Be it late than never...
© okpoet

I tossed her as high
And as far as I could;
So she could find her wings
And soar away from me,
I stopped holding on to her
She was not my kite,
I just let go,
She couldn't keep walking
By my side on this earth,
Because she was
Always meant to fly,
And I was always
Meant to tread
Alone,
But somehow
All roads away from her
Just led me right back,
Boomerang,
I wasn't supposed to let go
Of her
I was supposed to let go
Of me,
So I could float
Up and glide along with her...
© okpoet

Darkness is the only light
I seek, silence the only sound
I take heed, such is my plight
Scent of death come the bloodhound,
Take me down into the depths of
The cloudy skies drifting above,
I've spun out of your orbit
And I'm off into the nearest sun,
The last bullet I must have bit
Hollowed out the chambers of your gun,
Burning in and burning up
The oxygen in my lungs
I got too close
And singed my nose,
Ladder from the moon
I've broken all the rungs
No way back
Unless I tack on another tack,
Runneth over my cup
Spilled from thy lips and soon,
The stars will fall
Drops of light into my dark, call
Off the ravens and bring
The vultures that sing,
Over my melancholy
No crime or folly,
I've still got a smile
Because an alligator ate a crocodile...
©okpoet

You call me
A poet and a thief,
So let me indulge thee
I'll make this short and brief,
We're all alike you and I
A tooth for a tooth
And eye for an eye,
Makes us thick
As thieves in a booth
No lock to pick,
If the door is open
Why still do we break in
To steal a heart
Is this a sin?
If done with poetry
The rules are faulty,
Meant to be broken
Golden token
Means; there's not a ruler
That can't crack
A diamond jeweler,
So we find ourselves back to back
Meeting on a level plain
Stealing syllables from the insane
We interpret and manipulate
All vowels and consonants in prose
Burglars thorns and words a rose...
©okpoet

Oh no
It's wearing off
The high
From yesterday
Is draining away
Rain gutters clean
No longer hold it in,
Need another
Larger dose,
Need to up
The rations
Increase
The morphine drip,
Refill my prescription;
Doctor says
An overdose
Would actually
Do me well,
So what do you say?
Break me off
A bigger rock next time?
Ease my trembling hands...
©okpoet

Did today happen?
Did it really happen?
You sprang forth
Like a groundhog
From your cave
In the thick
Of summer's eve,
Seeking the sun
To cast your shadow;
So as to retreat
Once more;
But your cold
Fingertips warmed
And a slight red
Rosy on your cheeks
Glowed with a smile,
Laughter erupting
From the depths
Of your belly empty
Hibernation's toll,
And while the breeze
Still blew chilly,
Our eyes rekindled
Happy at the sight
Of one another,
And for once
In a long spell
You braided
Your golden trestle
Let down
From your towering
Steeple up high;
I the guest
At your behest,
Delayed
Was my frayed
Goodbye,
But knowing
That waiting
For the next time
To come around again
Is but a memory from now until then...
©okpoet

Easy to call
The people beautiful
At the fall
Of dark
At the end of day
Dutiful,
The moon
Comes out
Of it's cocoon,
Sun gives a shout
Oh Hark!
The stars do play
A melody of light
Music to the sight,
So call the people
All beautiful
In the thick of black
From up in your steeple
Time slows a plentiful
Until the dawn comes back...
©okpoet

I've got to get her out of my brain
But how do you stay dry naked in pouring rain;
Can't go a minute without a thought of her
Can't make it even if I've gotten this far as it were
She's got doubts about me
She won't trust me with her key;
Won't give me a chance to clear myself
She's just putting me high on a shelf,
Would she even think of me again?
I can't imagine how long until then;
That I can speak to her once more,
Like in my face she slammed a door;
I'm sad; depressed and distressed,
The turmoil is killing me who would have guessed,
That's she'd get to me this way;
I hope with my feelings she's not trying to play,
This is just torture
It can't end without closure;
I'm knee deep in needles and bottles,
But no drug or liquor can they my angst coddles,
I have no choice but to weather this storm;
Glad no one can see the tears in my eyes form...
©okpoet

I'm folding paper airplanes
I know will never fly,
Crumple them after
And I'm missing
The basket every time,
I'd say I'm off center;
The earth isn't rotating
The way it should;
Something is off kilter,
She is gone,
Killed her heart
Driven to suicide,
Soul released
Like a flame put out,
But she took part of me
With her dying breath,
I'm a desert barren;
No rainy clouds
No breezy sun,
Just cold as death
Within me,
Where did she go?
Though I know the answer,
I'm neglecting it,
She'll never be back
And all I can do is reminisce,
Memories refresh,
Gloss over her pictures;
Cry at her laughter
I won't hear again;
Might as well give up
All my senses,
What use is it all
If I can't see her once more...
©okpoet

Though time never stills
And we have little frills,
My feelings will always endure
And though truer,
Are your words
Less daggers more swords,
Don't you think
That if I could I would sink,
Into your eyes
Pretty lies,
Every wink of your lashes
Whips to my back, and ashes
Piling up from the fires
Every time my heart aspires,
To be next to you
But the chances are few,
Sometimes because of my endeavors
Work, and what not, levers
All part of my bigger plans
For my world eternal sands,
In spite of all this
Nothing explains to me what's amiss,
Haven't I seen you flirt
Constantly with many a cohort?
©okpoet

Cheer up lass
Why bother with all that jazz?
Always a new day
Like fresh hay,
Roll in the grass
Even if it isn't green
Just add a little water
Or burn it down with gas
The future remains unseen
It's all fodder,
Best left to those
Who chose,
To sit in despair,
Pull up a chair
And smile
For a little while,
Soon you'll laugh
Your full glass though half,
Will soon fill
But until,
Don't think of your plight
Dream, dream in light,
For nothing is more real
Than your hopes and the love you feel...
©okpoet

Always in black
From the summer
To the spring,
Year after year
I am in mourning,
For the love
For the pain,
The one who got away
The one who stole
My heart,
The only one I had,
And even though
I know where to find her,
I prefer to sleep
I prefer to suffer,
The agony of her distance
The cold memories
Frozen photos
Now diluted of color,
I resolve to wake
For the lies of my hopes,
That one day
I'll see her again
Again hear her laughter,
But those dreams now stay
Like splinters
In the hole in my chest,
How sweet would death be
After the torture of my days,
Always cloudy
Because of the sun that left me
For another rainbow...
©okpoet