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 Sep 2022 Jennifer DeLong
Marty
The evenings deafening silence
Surrendered by the screams
Passionately empty walls
Footprints exploring the halls

Darkness on middays' sun
As the tears rob the fun
Empty souls deeper in the well
Devils journey to a patient hell

Tears hidden by the smiles
Unforgettable tortuous miles
Rest not under the pine tree
To the undiscovered country flee

Fleeting kisses upon the brow
Friendship secretly disavowed
Lonely nights plea
As silence comes to be
 Sep 2022 Jennifer DeLong
Marty
Its 4 am
The windows are locked
The doors are double locked
The hinges have been checked

Ive pulled the covers tight
Tighter and tighter till I can't
Breathe

Shhhh, hush not a sound!

And now I can't see?

Hush, please!

Where is it that they might be.
The fear is choking the life from me.

I'm awake I'm awake, in my bed
In my bed I quake. Feel it shake!

I scream to the windows.
I scream to the walls.
To one and all, I call
But silence upon there ears fall.

Can you not hear me?
Can you not hear?
From neath the marsh I call.
Soaked with their pain.
A permanent bloods stain.

I call, I fall.
I fall and I call
I scream and I gleam
But my eyes have lost their beam.

I CALL

I CALL
 Sep 2022 Jennifer DeLong
Marty
Darkness hides the widows song.
As the pines utter a sweet melody.
Burried deep neath the evergreens.
Hold fast the roots of dreams.

Mama cries, a song of songs!
As the world forgets who belongs.
Baby sighs, as the memory dies.
Submerged in a quaint bath of lies.

Oh but the mystery of dark.
Hidden as the devils embark.
Silent screams on deaf ears
As witness bears through the years.

From the darkness the soul creeps
As from the night, hope rings a peep.
Gentle, mumbling words stutter
For the truth will make you shutter.

Pleading words stab the heart.
From the bones tears depart.
Breathless gentle pleas.
Lost in ever deepening seas.

A final word upon rubber knees
Please! please! please!
 Sep 2022 Jennifer DeLong
Maddy
Tests your vigor and vim
Tests your vinegar
Your power to be good, thoughtful, and kind
Even when gray clouds surround you on the sunniest of days
Even when you wanted to dance in the rain jumping puddles
It's always something
Sometimes someone
But Debbie and Derek downers get out of the way
Even if it's always something

C@rainbowchaser2022
 Sep 2022 Jennifer DeLong
Maddy
Rude and obnoxious
Testy curmudgeon
Who are you?
What happened to you?
Hope and kindness are still very much my makeup
Not sure about you?
Please don't blame Covid on it
We are stronger and are the do gooders in this world but I can only speak for myself because you are a stranger now?
What on earth could make you reincarnate into somebody that I don't  recognize?
Where did you go?
Do I care to know you any longer?

C@rainbowchaser2022
 Sep 2022 Jennifer DeLong
Maddy
One step at a time
Viewing vistas
Climbing Mountains
Being the very best possible and even better
Doing the right thing
Caring and helpful
If that makes me a Gutsy Woman
Or you a Gutsy man
Than take me to the higher level
Because I am high striving every moment
For a better place and a better world
Simply the best for the better


C@rainbowchaser2022
~
Weather balloon for a hat
propeller on his back
morning is observably alive

leaving it to atmospheric pressure

he consumes today's newspaper
with the enthusiasm of a bowl
of Corn Flakes

this Heath Robinson contraption
of getting to work first
over enemy lines
is all the rage in his satirical
state of mind

that is until the absurd derailment
of wartime employment

and so he returns home with tubes
and catheters attached to his body
and feeling like one
of the unwieldy machines
he had so often created

full of atmospheric pressure

and apparently thinking it
an undignified fate
he pulls out the tubes
and quietly dies
of his own invention

~
Soft shoulders

shoreless summer

out of the sinking

and onto the floatation

hunting for mermaid

while taking islands

along the river's mutiny

blue coda dreamwater

but fire in the organism

the hour is thin

the ice is even thinner
~
Moving beyond the sun
to where our minds
are a fraction behind us,
believing they've found
the other-side.

I am glass shattered by redemption,
and I am now the shadow
of a mirrored divinity,
for somewhere out there
is a god resembling my face,
and its nakedness stares me down.

Raising eyebrows at the moon
as if this is love's culprit,
yet, opening arms and minds welcome
the thereupon lust as if
some devoted era:
bow and arrow shapes
of you and me,
falling out of love without travail,
but of constant ease.

I look better in black and white
than in vulnerability,
my exploitation of
private earth looms casual,
though I'm well aware
of the vibrations it sends.

Manipulators of love and war
were all we really wanted to be,
cheating destiny
by falling for the future.

And from this side of our mind
the sun was always cold,
just a vague old relic in a fresh grave:
a princess ruling among
the ruins of past decisions,
and happily she gives
a stagnant kiss of consequence.

Recommitted wind breaks
through, like turning, burning
pages desperate to speak.

But I'd rather that her white lies
take me now, than a waking grasp
or a skirmishing wave
terrorize me,
as this black [media] plagued sun's
desecrated heart bleeds
and recalls to mind
the coming blasphemy.

~
I'm not important
I'm not unimportant
I was never imported or unimported
because I never came from anywhere
I can't go anywhere
My value can't be added onto
and it can't be taken away
It can't be changed
by fluctuating markets
purchasing value systems.
Driven by demand for scarcity
rich beyond all currency.
Aged to perfection
Younger than a newborn
and older than the Sun.
Roots so deep
the Earth is a seed.
An aroma so sweet
the five senses can't touch it.
Drunk on Self fermentation.
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