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Justin S Wampler Apr 2015
Blank pages haunt me so.
I want nothing more than
my words to flow

freely from my fingertips.
I crave expression worthy
of her attentiveness.

I want to grant her a repose
from the mediocrity of my
anemically feeble prose.

But my words no longer
shock and stop her heart,
her knees are stronger
and harder to make weak.
And I know my words no
longer impress her because
they no longer impress me.
I **** and I'm boring.
In Loving Honor of Joseph Wulf
R.I.P.
Christi Michaels  8-31-2015
☆●♡●☆

Tonight my friend could not breathe
Lungs ravaged from long ago
Served our country as a young man
Shoulders, hip and leg bones
broke by the jungles below

A Harley Man through and through
JFD's became his Corps
Never wavered in his allegiance
to his country or his force

One of the smartest men
I have ever known
Could recite passages from long ago
abreast of topics from far and wide
a history buff so knowlegable

A brother to many, a father to one
Devoted to all he loved
A truer friend could not be had
So very popular he was!!

Joe was my protector
as I was a wild young thing
Was my confidant and
chaperone starting at just 17

Accompanied the first date with
my husband 30 years ago
Gave his blessings that first night~
To my children he was Uncle Joe

The older brother I never had.
Blessed to love him 40 years
My whole being trembles at the
thought of losing him
I weave Love within these tears

☆●●♡●●♡●●☆
~Christi Michaels~April 2015~
Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.

♡●♡●♡●♡    Ode to Joe   ♡●♡●♡●♡
This poem was written upon Joe entering
Hospice. His sisters provided
Constant Vigil and Loving Care.
Joe passed on 8-15-2015
This was read at Joes Military Burial
Fort Snelling National Cemetery
Fort Snelling, Minnesota
8-31-2015
Discolored Fire Apr 2015
make it easy on yourself
and pick apart each one of my bones
let me know what you have seen
while you ignite every part of me
screams drown in my lungs
i can feel it almost there
corrupted minds are too far gone
and way beyond repair
and if i lose my mind or choke on fear
my dear
please save yourself, my dear
please save yourself
i've lost my mind
i would give you all my breath
a breathless, twisted life i'd live for you
a never ending novocaine
will strip me of my pain
but i'd never tell
Live dear soul, live.
The world will break your bones and more-
Live dear soul, live.
Don’t you lose the fight and just strive!
Some hands will crush you to the floor,
But your love breathes near heaven’s shore-
Live dear soul, live.
The Rondelet is a French form consisting of a single septet with two rhymes and one refrain:AbAabbA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats. The refrain is written in tetra-syllabic or dimeter and the other lines are twice as long - octasyllabic or tetrameter.
Anna Marie Mar 2015
Dear you:
    
          Laugh and cry, remember to live,
          With every day that comes, love and give,
          There’s only one “you,” hope your dreams come true,
          Make those worries disappear, and know that God loves you,
          Your gonna fly, and your gonna fall,
          But that’s okay, because best of all,
          Your a person with gifts, a person with style,
          And we all make mistakes, and it can take a while,
          To realize the person within every person,
          That no matter how small, we’re all loved,
                      By our Father above.
Angie S Mar 2015
Your name is as lovely
As the memories we made.
]I wrote this about an old friend of mine. She was pretty strange and maybe the right thing to think about our friendship was that it was better off this way, but for some reason I always look back at it fondly and sometimes even with a sense of yearning.
Alan S Bailey Mar 2015
The children laugh and I walk until night.
I will walk again tomorrow
hoping you will but once again follow. I have seen you before,
you must know now I am quite the same,
still a child by heart,
sigh* I know...Remember my words
for they are true dear.
I will be here for my
lifetime 'til you are again near.
xx Mar 2015
Oh dear, Raisey
You missed the train
Because of those lashes
And colors in your face

Oh dear, Raisey
You missed the cab
Because of those heels
That can't carry your height

Oh dear, Raisey
You missed the lights
The man-made daytime
Because you didn't look up

Oh dear, Raisey
You missed the right guy
It was all a constructed show
But now, the curtains will fall

Oh dear, Raisey
You missed your lifetime
You had it all coming
But also having it slipped
Harsh Sandhu Mar 2015
Freed me, Freed me
You lost away
Have chosen your way
Why don't you make
         Me live free
Come to me
      You can see
I am breathing
In a prison of
          Your memory !

Wash it away, Wash it away
My mind, It's full of
Reasons about you
your way of looking turning
Back then smiles
Our endless talkings with
            A Long walk to miles
Lost in the dark
                   You
I just followed the
       Darkness
In the dark      
        To seek spark
                    Of my way true !!
Just wrote it..
Angela Mar 2015
Why do you have to push me?
I don't have any choice?
Love is not enough for you?

Because oh my dear, I'm done with you...
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