#draft poems on Hello Poetry

Katherine Elaine Wisdom Oct 2014

There is never a moment that I cease to breathe you.
You smell like pine,  a forest full of nature's wonders.
I smell asphalt, a thousand roads traveled together.
My nose picks up musty, brittle letters between the two of us.
Pieces of leaves and grass pressed, from thickets around footprints.
I travel through many worlds because of my nose.
It leads me,  guides me, and at times, controls me.
I let go slowly, as I return all of our memories back to the small keepsake, and I close the sock drawer.

Playing around with smells.
I have difficulty with senses in my writing,
And I notice when I go back to read I feel a 'distance' from my words and the narrator that I can't figure out.... Working on it.....

#senses #in #work #draft #smell #progress

unwritten Aug 2014

(e)verything i (m)ight've (a)ctually said (i)f i were a bit more (l)ionhearted.

i believe
that you can tell a lot about a person
by the number of email drafts in their inbox;

the number of times they had words to say but soon thought better of it
and retreated back into the silence;

the number of times their heart and soul were screaming,
begging to be heard,
but were soon vanquished with the click of one shiny "X"
or a backspace button;

the number of times they opened the closet
to pull out a skeleton,
only to come to their senses
and shut it back in again.

i believe that you can tell a lot about a person
by the number of email drafts in their inbox.

but maybe that's just me.

i tend to dwell on unsaid words.

(a.m.)

i was logged into my email and saw that a lot of my drafts were new messages with nothing in them. i had thought of something to send, then thought better of it, and i began to wonder what i had wanted to say at those moments.

#poetry #words #afraid #draft #unsaid #email

alienobserver Jul 2014

Drafts of a summer day in the beach

last night I had a dream,
not exactly a dream,
but more of a memory

I could feel the soft sand between my toes
And the salty wind colliding with my face

The way Cecilia talked to me
Was like waves against the rocks
Or like rain in a summer day
The sun setting upon us caused me chills
I will always be floating with her in the sea

Only the gods know
How well I used to write
How well I would describe
The way she looked at me:
The same way stars shine the brightest
Before they collapse

#poem #poetry #me #draft #beach

Samantha Jul 2014

Please?

There has to be another explanation for all of this.
Please tell me the real reason.
Please tell me that you never used me.
Please tell me I wasn't a rebound.
Please tell me that i'm just over thinking all of this.
I'm not okay.
I need closure.
The right kind of closure.
Please tell me what you felt was real,
because all I feel right now is pain.

just a draft. nothing serious. idk. bleh.

#love #ex #feelings #hurt #overthinking #bleh #draft #used #rebound

Styles Jun 2014

Cold Draft

High off love,
Rich estate.
Feeling so high,
I suffocate.
Foolish cries
Its's too late
Your true lies
won't escape.
Love is a pain,
so is Fate.
Up side down,
*******; Great!
Smoked all night,
staying up late.
Your tidal waves
neighbors wake!
You get yours,
give or take.
Gotta walk up
running late.
It's 8,
did it again,
before I ate.
Won't happen again,
I'm already late
lets just wait.
Giving me strength,
testing my fate.
we ain't friends,
Love, turned hate.
it all depends.
you coming back,
never too late...
Great.
"Yes" today,
but that was,
Yesterday,
another day.
Today, you don't
feel that way.
leaving you alone,
go away!
Changed mind, like
every other day.
Its your fault,
I'm this way!
leave me alone,
No, stay away!
Where you going?
don't walk away.
I love you...
Fine! be that way.
to be honest;
Hate you anyway.
Broken hearts; broken records -
let them play.
Either that, or
watch'em slip away.
Pulling you in
to get pushed away.
Screaming things
I shouldn't say.
Words digging deep,
getting carried away.
X's crossed out,
pages thrown away.
You did this.
I did that.
Try the other way?
It doesn't matter,
matter of fact.
Trying to stay,
But, you over react.
2 holes in drywall,
imagine that.
through heart break,
we fight back.
I'm falling apart.
keep pushing back.
10 steps forward
I'll be right back.
staying on course,
running off track,
this is so wack!
Blocking my flow,
that's bull-crap.
Just focus, and
before you know.
I'll get it back.

#rap #lyrics #writing #block #cold #draft #wall #readers

Styles Jun 2014

Gibberrish

You changed your nail polish, it used to match your; eyes, bag, boots, and belt. So perfect, in every way. you have styles, so naturally I felt.

Watching your hips, lift and sway. You feeling my eyes, feeling on you, along the way; as you walk away.

A devilish smile, will make an angel play.

Wound around your fingers, any time of day; hands are tied. Circus O' Lay. Beauty taming the Beast; so they say. A vanilla sky, names the time of day. Fresh Roasted Coco leaves by a coco bay, carpe diem, red snapper, rice a peas; hot summer day. ice cold teas; raspberry lemona, after lunch take a swim in the Bay; getting carried away. Life is Good; better, off, miles away. The boat swaying; I'm thinking bout riding your waves. things are currently looking like they're going that way.

two-piece bathing suit, not suited for adults- so it appears. What the naked eyes can see, my hands will adhere.

Your body is killing me slowly, I rather die. Crossing my fingers; the truth never lies. Your touch is keeping me ground; your *** gets me high. I don’t even know what I am talking about – I just know it sounds fly.

the title says it all

#stage #people #one #draft #rough

Styles Jun 2014

Unfinished

Weighing the strength of my hand down to a milligram.
Treat beef like green eggs and ham.
Million dollar man with a back up plan.
Standing ground, wherever I land.
Lady luck, playing my hand.
Over look, what they can't understand.
Too busy being a *****; I'm busy being the man.

silly

#lyrics #flow #draft #playful #rough

Nicole Bataclan Jun 2014

Drafts

Flipping
Through my pages
Looking into
Previous phases

Most of them
Done
A few
I saw
Still
Blank
And in the middle
How I had forgotten
That in those
Pages
I had scribbled.

Confused
Because
Rest assured
I myself
Utterly unsure

Why would I keep
Drafts
Were they all in fact
daft?

Then
I grappled
All of a sudden
I remembered

Did not leave
More feelings
On the page
To lessen the pain
That had me writing
In the first place.

Time had elapsed
And sometimes, I relapse.

Divided
Because
It was noted
Pulled from
Opposite corners
I was undecided

What is a piece
Without its end
Will I find peace
If I write the end

Time had elapsed
And sometimes, I relapse;

Should I
Work on the old
Or learn to
Let go.

#memory #draft #relive

Coral May 2014

Maybe

So maybe he touched my soul
And claimed it was old
Stole it
With honest intent
To never return it to my body

So maybe he touched my hips
And sank his teeth into my lips
Ripped them
With honest intent
To never hear me speak

So maybe he drank my tears
And extracted every fear
Before walking
With honest intent
To leave me dehydrated

#love #poem #poetry #thoughts #emotion #personal #literature #draft #alternative #altlit