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 Dec 2015 SJ
Mike Essig
For my boys, now grown, but in memory still green.*

Sleep, child, the winter is long
and the harsh winds blow cold,
but in my arms you are warm.
The time will soon be here
when you will wake, grown and alone,
to find me passed from this lonely earth.
The years will fly and you will wake to springs
long after my arms have left you,
long after this lullaby is sung.
But  now I hold you as in a dream
and thank whatever gods may be
that we are here, just you and me.

  ~mce
You can't be down
Over one failure
When you've made history.

Many people don't even get in the same light
Once
So remember that when you feel down over the failure to reach a goal
That your influence took its toll
On the rest
and on the competitors
People won't see the failure, but rather the journey you had to achieve the impossible.
Sometimes even legacies have a bittersweet ending. But it doesn't mean they go away, not by a long shot.
 Dec 2015 SJ
Chloe Zafonte
After all I've done
This is how you repay?
By doing the one thing to make
Me go away?
It sinks in, hurting more and more
Each day
 Dec 2015 SJ
Brent Kincaid
I dreamed I was at work
And everyone was naked but me.
A bunch of naked co-workers
As far as my eyes could see.
They were pointing at me laughing
The moment I walked through the door.
They behaved as they didn’t
Know was clothing was for.

Pointed at my chest area
Right were my ******* would be
And at my crotch as well
And asked me “How do you ***?
All of that material there.
It really must get in your way.
So, what’s the big idea
Why did you come to work that way?”

I mumbled and I stumbled
And bumbled my way to reply.
I told them I really didn’t quite
Understand all of why
They were all naked here, and
I was wearing a lot of clothes.
I finally told them all that
Sometimes this is how it goes.

They started laughing again
And one girl tried to make amends.
She said the pants I had on
Gave me a very cute rear end.
My face turned red, I said thanks.
And some said I was blushing.
I headed back to my desk, trying
Not to look like I was rushing.

I woke up still kind of giggling
And yet had a feeling of unease.
I remembered the embarrassment
Feeling being dressed was a disease.
Usually it’s the reverse, of course.
I am the one walking around bare.
But something in this dream that night
Helped me see some of the meaning there.
 Dec 2015 SJ
Matt
A December to remember
Each and every night
She pleasured
Her man's member

With her hands
Her mouth and tongue
Making his powerful
***** cu*

Oh what a joy
And what fun

To worship
His manhood
Under the warmth

Of the December sun
 Dec 2015 SJ
Chelsea Patton
Why do you keep relapsing?
Well,
Its like yours mind give s you a hunderd reasons
To be happy.
And your depression says
Wait.
Here's a reason to be sad.
Every single thing thats wrong,
That you have done wrong
In your entire life.
All of the memories
And then that voice over rules
Everything.
Hope you like it
Nothing matters.
Therefore, everything matters.

The world is devoid of meaning,
except for the meaning we give it.

Whatever we do, whatever transpires,
all is an act of

*holiness.

We are creators, we are the ones who create.
We are He, we are She, we are all, we are none.


All is change.
Permanence is found in impermanence.
There is no death.
Only a change in form.

I sit and ride the wave.
 Dec 2015 SJ
Elizabeth Hynes
Rain
 Dec 2015 SJ
Elizabeth Hynes
It's toxic
Life giving
Drowning
Forgiving

Measured in inches
Measured in miles
Destroying the crops

When will they heed
The planets need
To breath
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