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Pebbles Feb 2011
Hearts are bleeding
Tears are falling
  
Collect your coat
Wave goodbye to your friends
The soul of a poet
Has reached a new place

A beautiful freedom is felt
And he is now
All that he should be
All is good in his world
All is as
One day we all shall see


Words floating in the willdness
I will search by yonder tree
Im sure I heard him singing
To all the poets
He sing's that he is free
I journey down to the river
where the child still weaves his rythm's
And he will be sitting peacefully
As only he now has the time


all we need to do is listen
all we need to do is believe
all we need to do is notice
the sound of the river
the touch of the wind
The warmth of the sun
cradle this thought within
and he will surely live forever young
Withing the weave of a poet's dream
Thankyou for all your advice and help Paddy -  Death is not final, it is a journey, just as is life .... Maybe we will still hear your words if we listen quietly enough down by that river of hope x
Pebbles Dec 2010
I hate when your underwire digs in so tight
even though you know its the right size
I hate the fact that the shops only stock
small sizes in lace and silk
But hey what about me
They int so large
Did you see that girls
oh my
Maybe I should ask her where she shops
I hate that i need to travel out of town
I hate that the women in that shop wants
To measure an tuck
I hate that she's a perfect cup
With a perfect but
Oh but for all this hating

Don't you just love the end of the day
when you can you can wriggle out of
The thing that keeps you all togeather
pure freedom
Would just like to say thanks to the underwire on my new bra for the inspiration and now i think I need a little freedom lol
Pebbles Jul 2011
One day my words will scream in side my head
There will be a thirst unquenched
A hand unheld
And a million moments lost within the framework we call life
How to hold on when everyone about is drowning
Hold me up
Chuck me a life jacket
Where the hell am I
Sinking
Further
Faster
Hell this is no fun anymore
And as I turn to look into your eyes
Your laughing
This world is for the rich
The mighty sword holds tight
Across my chest
I breath in air
And choak out blood
Look down at your hands
Blood
As red as the lips in which you kiss goodnight
In the shade of the shining moon
Pebbles Jul 2011
Today i subscribed to your poetry
I wanted to get in touch
With your inner beauty
Not learn about what eats you up inside
To day I wrote I love you in a tex
I wanted to touch a heart
With the beauty inside me
Not hear about what a hard boring day yourve had at work
Today I held the hand of a child
That barely understands the concept of friendship
I wanted to help him learn
But he took his hand and hid
Unable to connect to the world outside
Today I saw the sunrise
And I dreamed of being somewhere else
This scares me because I'm ment to be in love
I loved you because
You saw in me what I never saw myself
I held you for a while
Before I knew I had to walk away
Today I made a note to self
Be grateful
Be wise
Be ready
To listen carefully
because boredom runs deep and if this is all you see
It will be all you get
To not take for grantage
That we all feel different
And at the end of the day the child held out a hand
In need of connection
Be ready when the sunset comes
To take hold of the moment
Before it disappears
Be grateful
Be ready
Be wise
Pebbles Feb 2011
When i fuse togeather
The need inside
That calls for you
In the darkness
And the need
I have to be alone
It meerly serves to
Confuse my muddled mind
Emotions fused togeather
At the begining of time
Serve me not
So please be kind
When i talk to you for hours
Saying nothing at all
Meaningful
I am meerly fusing togeather
Old brain cells
Which had slipped past me
And onto the floor
Old age
Is a curse that
Suffer our own dignity
Will come to all
Who don't die young
cpy;2011
Pebbles Feb 2011
If I balance on a tight rope
Will my existence be sweeter than if
I topple this way and that
I think my lesson is in trying to stay
grounded whilst still balancing
Maybe I could on occations
topple off and sit awhile enjoying
What lies just past my veiw of thinking
And then maybe you would be so kind
To take my hand whilst I steady myself
Ready for the next topple this way or that
Pebbles Feb 2011
When we look into the lives of another
We may turn over pebbles and stones
Which show the love and pain
The peace and the desire  
We see those
Though we don't understand
Who have traced their footsteps in the sand
of the beaches
With which our loved ones often wander
Aimlessly waiting
Looking for the answers to their prayers
Stones in circles giving power
Crystals placed within the hour
Some are too beautiful
And were not ment to last the mile
In which we run
Hold him
In your heart
hold him
Because I feel he was worth the burden
of painful but joyous memories
My heart is bleeding now
My tears well up within my chest
and flow freely down my face
Beautiful soul
Touched
By
Another beautiful soul
Be free
In life
As i feel he is
In another world
Not far from here ...
cpy;2011
Pebbles Jan 2011
I feel more than I say
And I say so much it's like my cup is full
To breaking point
I say all the things Ive never dared to say before
And we connect in such a natural
Soulmates kinda way
It's strange and refreshing and scarey all at one time
It's so refreshing to feel free with the love you give
There's so much more to say
And so much more time
In which we have to say all that we need to survive
This year the ice will melt
The heart will be allowed to glow
And I will just believe that for now
I am truely loved ...
cpy:2011
Pebbles Dec 2010
I miss tucking my feet under legs

while sitting cosy on the sofa

under the legs of another

I always get cold feet

Its not like I miss anyone in perticular

I just miss having somewhere warm to tuck my feet
Pebbles Feb 2011
My mind is tired
My eyes hurt from
The continual throbbing lights
That shine through them
Not towards them
So many moments lost to
Misunderstanding
The peolpe
Who really matter
Too many hardships
Because of lack of money
And resources
I have stood humbled
When looking into the eyes of the dying man
I have stood torn
As they laid the child
Taken from my womb
Into the ground so cold
And yet
And yet
I still don't seem to understand
The workings of my soul
Mutter not
If you do not weep
When in love with the rose
Which has thorns
And kills you on the  inside
I love the air I breathe
I love the hearts that are touched by mine
But when they turn and try to love me back
Shamefully I turn
And look for comfort
In  barren lands
Holding my head in my hands
I prey there be another day
Far from now
where I may wash away my sins
I know not what they are
But they must be great
For life to mock me so

Some day I will look upon the beauty
of myself and know that
what I have become is all I need to be
cpy;2011
Pebbles Nov 2010
Beauty is seen
Within and without

She has no need for
forgotten dreams
and people who have hurt her
Today she has decided to ride the wave
of a new and real
reality

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