Riq Schwartz: Favorites

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

S Smoothie

holding on to love unknown

in a world of crashing hopes

and failing dreams

we are two souls

yearning for places

in hearts we don't own.

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

Underestimated understanding

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

Tiffanie Noel Doro

Underestimated understanding

My recollection of you is that of the universe
At times seemingly vacant
But its just the contrary-
consumed with magnificent new discoveries
Each one captivating and beyond my capability of expressing beauty

But I'm afraid
You will never let me see
Though I have tried beyond my bounds
It seems to be a game full with vain

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro

Giving up has never been to me option but the options are running thin...

#love #confused #vain #relentless #weakening

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

Cosmic Hub

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

Brycical

Cosmic Hub

Delicious midnight,
kyanite and citrine crystal bells buzz
& haummm....
Piano notes dance around the room,
some sing silent eurythmy patterns.

An amalgam of pinball gypsy
time travelers colliding--
the timing couldn't have been more perfect
as we rest in the sacred loft
under the metallic ear.

Full Flower Moon
whispers persimmon kisses at 2am.

Here we rest,
a space for the timeless animals,
wounded healers,
soldiers of peace
all seeking a brief respite....
collecting energetic auric heart fire fuel
before we slingshot off in our kaleidoscopic time machines,
candles navigating to the darkest reaches
of outer and inner space.

Here, fear dissolves....

Here, light evolves....

For Jesse, a dear friend and wonderful teacher.

#fear #life #living #moon #space #music #night #cosmic

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

Fleeting control

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

Tiffanie Noel Doro

Fleeting control

Secrets weigh heavy as burdens on the heart -
stone bags wound tightly with string-
Swaying into a crippling pit
But the risk of a personal heart is better dealt than the loss of the others held
Sobriety tasted vacant-
What felt free was laced with potent, bitter tendencies
Decisions narrowed and lines embarked-
Deploying Tangible intercept
Danger has a way with sweetness to the ears
Trickery-
Taking the mind away from the world-
The well being of the doubtful with a sip-
One

Two

Three

Four

More-
Back to the downfall

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

Life's A Long Road To Walk

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

witchy woman

Life's A Long Road To Walk

Embarking upon
a saner
wired mind.
We track
seconds upon
minutes upon
hours upon
days upon
years upon
decades and
(arms, legs)
lost centuries,
do we
ever have
the time?
Everyone is
hopping, skipping
sprinting, flying
everyday growing
closer to
the final
moment, dying.
All of
these people,
supposedly succeeding
to be
more than
like me,
but in
the end
of the
day... Are
they really,
truly happy?

just a thought. society's pretty ****** yknow

#self #life #society #strength #view #travels

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

I've Gotta Fly

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

witchy woman

I've Gotta Fly

Don't think you are
the last standing of
your kind

In the dewy hot springs,
between mountains and valleys
I reside

Today, peering down from
the very top of Everest;
absolutely terrified

No time for hesitation,
I've gotta jump
I've gotta fly

I'm going places I swear xo

#love #freedom #strength #change #courage #fly #bird

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

scribbles

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

Ryan Jakes

scribbles

I'm feeling a little bit prickly
Like the ******* son of a porcupine
created on a misspent night with an over amorous cactus.

I'm trying to shake it off,
staring at blank paper
while it flips me the bird
as I **** into the wind,
feeling like the next government health warning
model looks on a ***** billboard
my edges tattered

Friends'll get you nowhere but down
thats life in a nutshell
pettiness and spite reign all
in "hallowed halls"
however nicely put.

Calls unanswered, messages lost
delivery reports mock my waiting
and bristle my backbone
with their happy chimes.
I want to slap myself so hard that my skin rings
but to what purpose.

Stupid is as stupid does,
the new mantra
stick it on a t shirt for the "tourists"
with the obligatory hashtag
for the smiley faced patronisers
.com .org .bored

Just decided that whatever pops into my brain was gonna end up on here and that I wouldn't read before posting....there's probably a name for that within poetic rules but who cares....not me.

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

I had a reason, it all made sense

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

JM

I had a reason, it all made sense

These rooms are getting smaller
without you.
These tired bones ache in
your absence.

You are missing, from me

It's almost five a.m. and
I'm staring at the walls again,
thinking of all the women
and their parts.
Their missing parts and
the chunks they ripped
from me.

Some took more than I could give
and knowing this didn't make
the bleeding any easier.
Pushing boundaries becomes a bore;
I know how far I will go.

I saw the weathered metal chairs
on your porch, the same kind my grandmother had in her back yard,
as I drove near your house today.

I remembered our brief kiss, on those chairs. The electric shudder rippling through my entire being as your lips parted and for one sweet, fleeting moment, I felt loved.

It's five a.m. now and I'll die again today,
without you.

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

letters from the editor

Jun 2014 Riq Schwartz

Beth Ivy

letters from the editor

a light burns hot--the spark of inspiration.
your questions asked are fearful answers spurned.
to soar on ink-drawn wings of another's pen
dares more boldly desire to soar again.

                                                                   yet desire wings of one's own
                                                                                              might spell trouble

Truth mined in the caverns of harsh experience
refined by trying, failing and daily dying--
Life and art are earned only by such actions.
Hard-won is your credit, blood-purchased your praise.

what light does a fresh candle bring to a roaring fire?
scribbles in margins make meager explanation of
stumbling hesitation to be ignited by raw, reckless stanzas...

so forgive the trifling of my unpracticed pen,
and accept what you can of this gratitude
for a spark passed from pen to pen.
if silence resurfaces understand--
                                                           your word simply struck too deep.

to an excellent critic, collaborator and friend.

written for Riq Schwartz (who you should definitely be reading over here: http://hellopoetry.com/riq-schwartz/) upon the publishing of his book. that book is the entire reason i started writing again after a three year dry spell. today being his birthday, i figured it as good a time as any to post this.

#friendship #inspiration #writing #pen