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 Jun 2014 Peter Cullen
C Davis
Oh, What a View!
      from this hazy morning hue,

Familiar faces        interlacing
    back-trip Flashes
Heart is Racing

In my brain &
  through my veins
i still feel the
                       ACID STAIN

Recollections of
Reckless Havoc,
Wreaked when I was
Trapped in Magic

man
  last night
                                           who was i ?

  right now i'm fading from my sight

I am here while i am There
and I have yet to    Find my Mind .
(disregard the circumstances under which I wrote this poem.)
 Jun 2014 Peter Cullen
C Davis
but not alone again.
alone when?
whenever I chose.
I maintained the prose
of lonely men.
I threw my woes at
selfish friends
but oh, to hold
that bad blood in.
outside, pretend,
then inside, again?
insufferable
immense
inner turmoil commence
post-armageddon I make
inner amends
what floods I've ridden
what waters I spin
what swirling singularity
like a drain
pulls me in?
I swim now
in oceans
much larger than those
the blows I have known
have softened the glow
I sit in repose
the universe knows
everything -
it's slowly spinning as we
quietly sing
and I conjure the means
to re-see everything.
Do you know what I mean?
Blood shot eyes and curbside appeal
dress me up to fake real,
Find me in your photograph and
i'm crying, while your laughing

I really do wish I could...
I wish I could cause I really would,
take you over, take you down
Then leave you.. southern bound.

Would it be better for us too,
to take the letter that life refused
to hold together the breaking news, I'll
do what you say so..
cause I'm a feeling that no body cares for.

Traumatized this is so unreal
laughing with the daffodils
making love where the king sat in
I'm turned on by your old fashion

I really do wish I could,
I wish I could cause I really would.
Turn you over, take you down
you ain't nothing but a blood hound

wouldn't it be better for us two,
to take the letter that life refused
to hold together the breaking news, I'll
do what you say so... cause I'm a feeling that no body cares for.
 Apr 2014 Peter Cullen
PrttyBrd
Sitting in silence, in her gold gilded cage
Filled with wistful wonder
With doors left open, fears are assuaged
Neither bound nor torn asunder

Yet broken wings cannot take flight
Even if she chose to try
Alone in a cage with no one in sight
She can't sing, but silently cries

Born to be loved in deep adoration
Her heart, won over with words
Consumed to ash in conflagration
A bird with no song to be heard
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 Apr 2014 Peter Cullen
PrttyBrd
Please.......
Stop talking
For I cannot be who you need me to be
I cannot be who you love
For I am neither wind, nor rain, nor summer sun
I cannot light your nights like a full moon and it's glittering counterparts

Please.......
Stop talking
For I cannot be what you see in me
I cannot be who you love
For I am neither Princess, nor Queen, nor damsel  in distress
I cannot save you and I do not want to be saved

Please.......
Stop talking
For I cannot be the she in your dreams
I cannot be who you love
I encompass no fancy tales of enchantment
I cannot promise an ending full of happiness; I can only promise an ending

Please.......
Stop talking
For I cannot be your fantasy
I cannot be who you love
For I am just a girl inside a woman, I am less a lady than you deserve
And despite my honest words, my heart pleads

Please.......
Don't ever cease
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