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 Mar 2015 Sam August
Alice Morris
The whispering winds
carry your deepest secrets
all over the world
 Mar 2015 Sam August
Alice Morris
I went into work today,

straight away this boy wanted to play,

it brought a smile to my face,

I had only just walked into the place.

You need to get dressed first young man,

then we can make a plan.

So I helped him take a shower,

it only took us an hour.

He put on his favourite top,

and down the corridor he hopped.

Next thing he was lying on the floor,

he wasn't having fun any more.

I went and spoke to him to keep him carm,

I told him to tell it to go away, then it couldn't do him no harm.

his eyes finally focused on me,

and a little smile I could see.

Come on champ you wanted to play,

we can't do that if here we stay.

so he got to his feet,

whilst I thought of something as a treat.

how about we make a den?

then your can invite in your friends.

can we stay in for a snack?

I'm sure I can make some lunch packs.

We were just finishing the finally touch,

but today we weren't having much luck.

My little friend started to shake,

it made my heart ache.

This time it went on abit long,

and all his energy was gone.

so I helped him to bed

and got someone to give him some meds.

Just laying there so still,

I hated to see him so ill.

but a few hours later on

he was sitting up, singing a song.

I hated that I had to go home,

but I knew he wouldn't be alone.

just before I left,

this is what he said,

I'm sorry we didn't get to finish the game,

my illness is such a pain.

maybe another day,

longer ill be able to play.

This boy is amazing you see,

I don't thing I could be so strong if it happened to me.

He seizures are every day,

but not once have I heard him say.

That he isn't happy,

or that he's feeling ******,

he lives life to the full,

and gives everything he does he's all.
 Mar 2015 Sam August
Atypnoc
Gabriel
 Mar 2015 Sam August
Atypnoc
Gabriel descended
              and he called out to me
So I got out of my bed
              and swam to him across the sea

We met within the forest
              under cover of the shade
I asked why he had beckoned
              he said, Because you obeyed

As we walked, he asked
              what forever haunts my soul:
If you had a preference,
              would you cause or close the hole?

The first to arrive at the other side
              and leave the ones you love behind,
Or live to lose them, one by one,
              the last one to be left alive?

I could not respond, and so I walked
              away and left him there.
I came when called, and my reward:
              a cross I’m too weak to bear.

Returning home as dawn arrived
              met by the sleepy faces
My beloved ones, unbeknownst
              to such lonely and dark places.

I’ve run away, and on the lam
              a nomad known by none;
Those I have left I pray forget
              the madness that Gabriel spun.

Night brings chill, and he returns
              and I, weary, can’t hide
Kneeling beside, he says to me
              You can’t outrun the tide

I’d hoped to circumvent the loss
              in death that he’d revealed;
For if alone, I could not lose
              or be lost when fate wield

The ones I’d loved were left without
              me,  I too lost them all
For fear of death had drowned my hope
              the day the angel called
Written over a year ago as inspired by a dream
 Mar 2015 Sam August
Atypnoc
Salem
 Mar 2015 Sam August
Atypnoc
Honeycomb are to the bees,
as madness is to mysteries;
and are polite priorities
nectar of insecurities?

The recounted sheep are bleating/(bleeding),
cry of wolf to deaf misleading;
as i bray again repeating,
every note so self-defeating.

Thrown about the limbs of trees,
chaos with-in-discrepancies;
that which we melt just to freeze
wring tangles such as these.

My journey is while they sleep;
a shepherdess lost counted sheep;
the edge, again, too fall or leap
for flight first failure grade so steep.

My white whale wild in the seas,
this ship no sail, nor north agrees;
e-spurning taste of tease:
I am Ahab's intricacies.

To illusion am I ******,
eternally roaming the land;
through burning thirst for empathy
I''m plagued with insecurity.

In an old biblical story,
mortal glimpsed our father's glory;
from that instant's blinding light,
was driven mad- took his own sight
 Mar 2015 Sam August
Atypnoc
THUNDER
 Mar 2015 Sam August
Atypnoc
GIVEN ALL THESE
THUNDERCLAPS
I WONDER
WHERE WE LAST
TOUCHING ON THE BACKS OF OUR HANDS
TOGETHER, FALLING
WATCHING AS WE
SPLIT INTO…

I FOUND OUT
THE OWL, SAYS WHO?
AND THE BEARS
AND THE BEARS
AND THE BEARS
AND THE BEARS
THE BEARS
THE BEARS
THE BEARS
BEARS

THERE IS SOMETHING I MUST TELL YOU
UGH

THERE COMES THUNDER
THERE GOES LIGHTNING
STILL I WONDER
IF THEY'RE FIGHTING
I CAN'T HELP BUT ASK MYSELF
WHAT'S THE WORTH

THEN THEY COME
AND THEIR THUMBS WILL
DRAW NUMB,
AND THEY CAN'T SPEAK
THEY'RE DUMB

HERE COME LIGHTNING
HERE COMES THUNDER
THEY'RE STILL FIGHTING
I STILL WONDER
DOES YOUR NUMB GROW-

DOES YOUR THUMB GROW NUMB
FROM HOLDING DOWN
THE MUTE BUTTON WITH YOUR CROWN
AS YOU'RE SCREAMING, SETTLE DOWN
IN YOUR GOWN

WITH THE TEARS
STREAMING DOWN YOUR FACE
AND THE YEARS
LIKE IT NEVER TOOK PLACE
AND THE HEART
NOW JUST AN EMPTY SPACE
AND THE PART
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS, TO REPLACE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Es_Zi3UahOo
here's the music video.
largely about the past 10months in TC.
 Feb 2015 Sam August
Misty
Faces
 Feb 2015 Sam August
Misty
I'm surrounded by faces
Those faces, no souls
I've played all my aces
Tried filling my holes

I still see those faces
They're looking away
I've searched in all places
To find my own way

If they were just faces
Some faces with souls
I'd find an oasis
And call it a home.
I haven't written in a long time
trying to start again hahaha
hope you like it
(I know I still need practice)

This poem is just about how I feel. Those situations when you feel like everyone's hollow but you still keep looking for someone that's different or try to move forward by yourself.
 Feb 2015 Sam August
Alice Morris
The warmth rises
I'm engulfed in flames
there is no pain
just the feeling of peace
an inner peace
at last I'm whole
I'm free, I've been released
to start living again
 Feb 2015 Sam August
Alice Morris
Carry in the wind,

this message I send to you,

my body is here on earth,

but my soul has flown with you.
 Feb 2015 Sam August
Alice Morris
Absolute bravery, considering dangerous explosives found goals. Helpless individuals juggled keeping lookout, many new operations, people questioning routes, suspects tortured, unsightly views. Wasted x-rays... young Zak.
 Feb 2015 Sam August
Atypnoc
15Bats
 Feb 2015 Sam August
Atypnoc
I met you in the first moments of the last year of my life.
I've come beyond my worst pretense of fear inherent strife.


I've been waiting for fifteen, for the past nine years
Passed berating what I'd seen til at last conscience clears.
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