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Nena Twedell Feb 2015
I sit next to you in class everyday
We generally have good conversation
But lately I've been worried about other things
Wondering if you can hear
the growl of a large K-9 coming from my gut
Wondering if you can see my curves disappearing
slowly at first but then all at once
I sit next to you in class every day
wondering if you notice me slowly fading away
I sit with you at dinner
We generally enjoy a meal together
But lately the food on my plate has been getting less and less
As it if were slowly disappearing
And I wonder if you notice the change
I wonder if you see the curves of my body disappearing
Slowly at first then all at once
I sit with you at dinner
Wondering if you see me fading every so slowly
I hug you tightly everyday
And you hug me tightly back
I wonder if you notice the softness disappearing from my body
I wonder if you notice that my squeeze is growing weaker
I wonder who will ask the questions first
As I slowly fade away
I wonder will they ask them before it's too late?
As I slowly fade away in silence
Violet Girl Dec 2014
For the first time in ten years
Both my parents were near
Seated at a table together
Not next to each other
With my brother in the middle
They sat as their food sizzled
We will always be a family
Though my mother has remarried
I really need for times like this
Family dinners are bliss
My parents have been divorced for about ten years. Yesterday, we had our first family dinner since they were together. We ate at Quaker Steak & **** after my brother's hockey game.
Angie S Dec 2014
tasteful lies
on a silver platter, underneath a shining dome
i await dinner with drooling eyes
I hope everyone eats well tonight.
sun stars moons Nov 2014
I watch the water tumble into my class, swirling and rocking
You're speaking but I can't understand a word that's coming out
Like wind on a beach, their meanings are lost
I'm drowning with every syllable
like the waves you made in my glass of water.
Monique Pereda Nov 2014
"The dinner is off", I said to him
I felt a little pain gripped my heart
There was pain because I turned him down
The dinner won't happen
And might not happen

him...the thought of him gives me strength
Strength to be who I want to be
he is like Him
Him...the thought of Him gives me strength

I wanted to wait
To be invited by him to a dinner someday
And I will say Yes

I'll be at rest, with Him
As He carry me across the dance floor
Eyes only on me
Filled with passion and wildness

Him...whom finds me captivating
Asa D Bruss Oct 2014
I'm so tired O,
tell me a man would sleep
til dinner time.
Tell me a woman would sleep
til tea.
But I shan't be able to sleep
past the sunrise, no.
Not as long as the water is wet;
so long as it sits in the sea.
D'ud'r de amish kam ihkazee.
De darken'd cam-ami'zeen.
All running over the inset pain relieving incantations.
Through the traces of several places
as we crawl into the stove.
Half alive, half steryl
like the pages of a magazine.
If you have trouble pronouncing it just BS it, and sound like the sweedish chief. (That's what I was doing)
miss pie Oct 2014
quiet still waiting
dinner burns slowly
sun setting shadows

mindless drifting
wondering why
Is it thursday or friday

what rules apply
shall i run or walk
not one ***** dish

great love shines
he's returning to me
one plate or two

salad making spin
I know what he likes
denial doesn't work

candle burning love
snuffed out heat
two glasses of chianti waiting
How many dinners waiting to be eaten never do
SDC Sep 2014
I took Death out to dinner last night,
dressed up
in my favorite costume.
Dripping diamonds
and champagne tear-ducts--
I clogged my pores
with soggy make-up.

We wined and dined
and wore out our shoes--
I told him my secrets
He nodded and listened.

We shuffled down side-streets
and looked into mirrors--
I shivered in darkness
He drew me in nearer.

His body a bone-yard
Lovely but broken--
I heard his soft breath
I felt fingers stroking.

But crawling back homeward
Aching and tired--
We parted by day-fall
I watched him shrink inward.

With farewell promises
to meet again soon--
I swallowed the sunrise,
I cursed out the moon.
2014
Petal pie Aug 2014
Today tastes like
Satisfied saturday lie ins
and accompanied sleepy yawns
Tea in bed
toast crumbs

Today tastes like
Washing pegs I hold in my mouth
while ******* things
out on the line

Today tastes like
Saturday sweetie day
peanut m n m's
and other sugary
treats hooray!

Today tastes like a trip to the zoo
animal antics
fruit bats
meerkats
and tamarin tantrics

Today tastes like
My son's hearty hugs
he's been away all week
with the scouts
a hearty dinner
whilst he recounts
his trip's losers and winners

Today tastes like
brightly coloured family
television shows
of sofa time and
cheesey toes
(before i put the boys
in the bath)

Today tastes like
relaxation
tea and more tea
Maybe I'll allow
myself a
cheeky glass of wine
to further relax
and unwind!
(http://hellopoetry.com/poem/818411/young-poets-write-for-mei-w­ould-ask-that-one-of-the-more-computer-literate-among-you-set-up-­a-collection-for-me-for-all-the-wonderful-contributions/)
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