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 Feb 2016 Rachel Doty
P Venugopal
And another day—from dawn past into the midnight,
we were on a cliff overlooking a lagoon,
watching the canoes flowing out with the ebb tide,
watching them returning heavy with the evening tide
and,
under the moon,
we found the ebb and flow,
out and in,
frozen…
to the beyond.
Good times are forever
 Jan 2016 Rachel Doty
wordvango
ode to Mabel

Mabel is breathing....
    no one ever visits.
She has tended flowers and done laundry all
    life for others.
No one needs her.
    She has a bad knee and
Neuropathy , subsists now on pain medication and sugars.
    No one calls her.
She envisions one day getting flowers.
    Or hearing again from that gentleman, who
twenty years ago smiled.
    Or her children or grand young ens';
but no one writes her one letter.
     In the cold she wears all those sweaters she knitted.
no one remembers her.  I will!
    I visit and bring the flowers I grew specially
for her,
    the prettiest yellow roses,
while she lives!
 Oct 2015 Rachel Doty
Adam Mott
Ninety-nine cents for my best friend
A drive to the mall
Turned around gracefully
Never meant to let you down
A coffee full of tea
Confusion in conversation
Emotional reactions to being unseen

You never voiced any concern until it was too late for me
Left on my own in a great big sea
All I could do was be brave
Dreaming the same things

The next day I buried that version of me
Shallow was the grave, ready to be raised if need be
Nobody asked where he went
They could already see

Potentially wasting my lungs on this
Too much time and energy
Try to feel all things
Intense and clear
Feelings resonating off every wall

It was never a waste of our young years
Time spent with you
I miss every moment
Not because I had someone
But because I had you, Olivia

Now, dreams are ribbons to the wind
As I find my way home again
Cold and confused
Tending to a heart now bruised
I remain me, strong and stubborn
Things I have learnt still colour me
But I will never call these years a waste

No, they meant the world to me
Thank-you
For everything
I'm reaching out in the way I know how. I'm thankful for all that happened and I miss it so, I just can't believe such a little thing made it go. I see that I had issues with being too much, it was something I could have fixed if you had told me. But that was then and this is now, I have grown as a person, I see it now. I love you and wish you could see who I have become. I wanted to let you know I figured it out and am sorry for my part in this.
Emotions, right?
 Jul 2015 Rachel Doty
Poetic T
Entwined, sewn was life's moments I tripped
At awkward times never knowing that it was
Strings fate pulling me another way.

Can I pull this twine, knit upon its silks, and
Stitch a heart that I could hold close to me, but
A tread always lose an emotion coming undone.

I followed my thread through life's turns never
Did I let go, my string I found finished where I
Never wished, upon a stone it was meet.

A love I missed upon fates twists, still we are
Connected, a love displaced but love is eternal
And in the next life upon string we will meet.
 Jul 2015 Rachel Doty
Nessa dieR
Oh knight in shining armor,
Tender heart beneath the shield.
I know you didn't mean to harm her;
But it will take a while to heal.
Life is screaming out at you to end your life.
But don’t do it.
Be that rebel and rebel and live.
Life ***** you away when you are down.
Destroy your feelings.
Don’t let them take your feelings from you.
Be yourself and do whatever you want.
Destroy others by not acknowledging them.
© 2015 Camron Elliott
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