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Jack Jenkins Feb 2017
I hear the ghost of you, again.
Creeping up and stabbing my heart,
but never killing me all the way.
Jack Jenkins Feb 2017
Oh, the sheep have fangs!
   They have buried them
   within my fickle flesh!

They tear and gnaw until
   I am, to the bone, broken.
Woe to me!
Jack Jenkins Feb 2017
I found my heart today;
   buried underneath smoke
   & sorrows not meant
   for this world...

Edges sharp as razors,
   cold to the touch;
   ice would be warmer
   but I'm so ******* cold.
Jack Jenkins Feb 2017
I fell for you as if I were a rock thrown from a cliff's edge,
You were elegant like the light that shimmers off the water,
Our souls met and you stole away the breath from my lungs,
Our eyes locked and you stole the heart right out of my chest.

With you gone now, tears fall down my cheeks every night,
I stare at the bottom of my coffee cup with blank thoughts of you,
The way your eyes would smile when your mouth wouldn't;
The little details of the brows over your steel-cut eyes.

My life was a dull blue with the charred remains of love overhanging,
But you lit up my heart with wild yellows and reds, and velvet purples,
I handed to you the thing I swore I'd never give again,
I handed to you the gates to me, beyond the walls.

Now I miss you, the fullness of our memories stinging;
To say that I loved you is a grandeur understatement,
Because I had visions of a lifetime with you by my side,
Yeah, you were the morning star in my life.

Yeah, you are my sparkle of gold.
33 days, now, but I took a bit of time to finish this poem.
Jack Jenkins Jan 2017
Sings like a swallow
Hummingbird flutters deftly
Fierce as an eagle*
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.......
.....
Who can guess which bird this is? ;)
Jack Jenkins Jan 2017
My faith has been like waves on the ocean surface
Rising and falling in the storms of this caustic life

I've let my trust in the Almighty falter
I've let all my hope fall into despair
The cares of this life gnash at me
Searing my soul with burns
But my Abba holds me
He doesn't let go
Been a long time since I've added to this series...
Jack Jenkins Jan 2017
People say that I'm a good poet, that the poetry I write is beautiful... Really the best poems are never read because I never write them.
Sometimes you can see a glimpse of them in the way I kiss.
Sometimes you can see a glimpse of them in the way I cry.
But they're never going to be put onto paper with a pen.
My love and my pain are truly too great for words.
Jack Jenkins Jan 2017
You are the one I'm talking about,
   When my words aren't there anymore.
Where the memories are bound to my heart,
   You gave my heart reasons to live.

My dear friend, I am only a skeleton,
   Stripped to bones by life's winds.
If you could feel my emptiness, death,
   So long ago, I was alive with you.

The raindrops fall in this desert,
   How I fell for you.
Reminders, remains, tell me all your secrets,
   Where is your heart, love?

The force behind my words, the reasons I write,
   Every letter a drop of our blood.
Sand falls out my mouth, you move on,
   *But did you know you were the one?
I have no heart left anymore. Just a bruised piece of flesh...        https://youtu.be/QUfs1R864Xk
Jack Jenkins Jan 2017
Though I have lost you from my life,
  You dwell forever in my heart;
Scars borne from being torn away,
  I shall wear as a badge of honor;
An unjust separation, too quick and harsh,
  Cut to my core, separated heart from flesh.

You were so much more than friendship and lust;
  You were true love, true love, oh you are true love!
You are my friend, you dwell in my thoughts;
  You are my love, you dwell in my heart.

I will endure for you these hardships.
Love torn away is far worse than love unrequited. I have suffered both in my lifetime.
Jack Jenkins Jan 2017
A solemn black sun enshrouds these lands
Darkness seeks my spirit
Oh echoes of this darkness haunt
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