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31/M/S.Africa Jhb    My momma told me you get what you deserve. Art is my heart Sitting here with a smirk Tattoos, graffiti, oil, canvas, pen and penil …

Poems

Tammy Boehm  Sep 2014
Cloister
Tammy Boehm Sep 2014
Cloistered manifestation
Candle lit veneration
Indoctrination it seems
The apocalypse of dreams
subtle degradation
emotional *******
a soul split at the seams

you whisper wicked words
pleasure and pain are blurred
subliminal hypocrisy
fingers slick I grip these beads
wheat and tares sprout from these seeds
twist the truth in a noose for me

formidible religion
this gospel of indecision
life bled out on your killing floor
render me defeated
my lesser gods unseated
wrath poured out I am no more

chant your litany of lies
This sinner you despise
clench that unread Bible to your chest
consign me to eternal shame
never again to speak my name
bury me with the rest
your religion is death
with my final breath
a means to an end is best
TLB 11/01/08
there is a difference between religion and faith - this is not a dig at faith -but religion by rote with no faith in God is enslavement
Tammy Boehm Oct 2013
If I handed you the knife
Let you cleave flesh from bone
Spilling blood
And broken promises
Fragmented thoughts
Fall where they will
Would you crack the marrow
Leave me dry
Pain the only release
In pieces of me consumed
Death is a shuttered room

Singing Psalms
Your Pollyanna mantra scatters rainbows

And dirges to the troubled skies
Revel in the celebration
Of a slow descent
Skipping stones across poison water
Wings of paper cannot save you
From the fall
Rushing pulse in my ears echo
This empty shell
Illuminate my way to Hell

Screams in silence
Lady Desperation

Behind my weary eyes
Ties another knot in the cord
Hold on a little longer
Let the words
Fall where they will
Vain resurrection of the faithless
Pain is the only force
Along the course with me exhumed
Sanity is a shuttered room
TLB 012208
Sometimes there are too many 'me's' in my mind

© 2008 TL Boehm
not knowing where to begin here - I'll just point and shoot and see what happens. I started writing in 1982 and I continue to write today. There's a lot of junk in between those dates...and there may be poetry.
Tammy Boehm Jul 2014
Would you kiss me
Gently
On the back of my neck
My collarbone
Whisper soft
A feathers’ touch
Would you close your eyes
Breath to breath
Linger
Lost in the moment
Embracing each taste
Sensations
Sweeping down my spine

Stopping
Before the mundane
Mechanical act of *******
Leaving foreplay
For the desperate
Communicate your forever love
Not your temporal lust

Just seal me
With a kiss
Goodbye
To keep me
Until the time is right
For the two of us
To be one.
2006 TLB
corn. corn. and more corn.