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Someone call a person who makes things happen
I’ve got an idea that will make you go splat
From the warmth it will emit in your heart
You’ll feel like you’re under attack
Accompanied by the love that you'll ooze
From your lustrous lap 🔥✨
AP Vrdoljak Jul 19
There’s no post in the box
At the top of the drive.
The sun won’t write us
‘fore the clouds arrive.

Leaves and plastic
Get caught in the rail.
We pull them out
So the gate won’t fail.

But who walks by
Or on bikes roam
Beyond the corner
From where we call home?

We can only hide far away
Behind the bougainvillea’s green,
In our bricks and glass,
In the spaces between.

And still no letter
And yet far better.
Jammit Janet Jul 18
I can do anything
I have unlimited potential
Just give me a chance
I’ll do more and then some
Jammit Janet Jul 9
Feeling the intensity rise 🔥✨
As the feeling of success sinks in 🎉✨
Fueling my drive 🚗✨
To go above and beyond 🪐✨
Understand the Divine 🍃✨
Fill my days with purpose 💖✨
Until I cross the finish line 🏅✨
Nikita May 18
Roll forward
Clench the cutch
I look at you and
How I love you so much
RobbieG May 10
When desire outweighs capabilities an incapable person becomes more motivated than that of a capable person with no desire

When motivation outweighs talent a talentless person becomes more passionate than that of a talented person with no motivation

When passion outweighs experience an inexperienced person becomes more successful than that of an experienced person with no passion

We all are only as desirable, motivated and passionate as we allow ourselves to be and once we comprehend that we become way more capable, talented and experienced in life
blue house
brown house
tan house

brown house
blue house

brown house
brown house
brown house

backyard inside the fence
rocks inside of rivets

dead grass and
rocks inside rivets
rocks inside rivets

bridge over tracks
bridge over trails
bridge over the river
bridge over rails

parking lot
parking lot
parking lot
parking lot

high school called
a dead man’s name

My Dear Poet Apr 2
A silver spoon
still never feeds the soul

A silver lining
still cannot hold back the rain

A silver moon
still brings on the howling

A silver chain
still holds the weakest link
Is it ever ok to come second best?
Lewis Mar 22
we drive in your car, me in the passenger seat
talking about your new boyfriend and how kind he is
playing songs that i don't like
i can't drive but i watch the roads with you
your hand on the steering wheel
your hand so close i can feel a current run through us
different from before-not as warm or electric

in my dreams this was different

but it's nice to no longer be enamoured by you
to not think about the stupid things i would do
things that would leave me red faced
things that i would think about before i went to sleep
spinning in my head like an unwound tape
gruesome and divine

i know that i am over you
when i can feel the scabs from where cupid struck
no longer hurting but still there
i am healed but i still like you
you are kind and funny and everything else

but I am no longer drunk on the toxins of your love

we could be friends, i think
as you pull up outside my house
i get out and smile
this was nice
is love dead? will i ever love again?
my thoughts shift like sand
but i am just glad that this tape will never play again
and i will never hear the music
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