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LC Apr 13
the glass broke through my skin,
piercing my heart over and over.
the agony brought me to my knees
as I carefully removed the shards.
the wounds sting, craving relief,
from a soothing, cool, light balm.
I slowly apply it, closing my eyes
as it enters the wounds on my heart,
bringing me comfort as I start to heal.
#escapril day 12!
-elixir- Jun 2020
The ocean ahead of me,
with its beasts,
have my knees shaking,
as I try to dive again,
and tame the fear
of oblivion,
One more time.
Bhill Jun 2020
it's been so long since....
oh, how I long for the those days
swinging in the tree
hanging upside down on that big branch
waiting for the sun to go down so hide and go seek was more challenging
skateboarding with friends and riding our bikes for hours and hours
marbles were the rage and the Boulders were worth some attention
falling down and scraping our knees, shaking it off till we got home
spinning around so fast and furious that you got too dizzy and fell down
oh how I long for those days....
has it really been so looooooong?

Brian Hill - 2020 # 149
How long for you?
Michael R Burch Apr 2020
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy Michael Burch

We need our children to keep us humble
between toast and marmalade;

there is no time for a ticker-tape parade
before bed, no award, no bright statuette

to be delivered for mending skinned knees,
no wild bursts of approval for shoveling snow.

A kiss is the only approval they show;
to leave us—the first great success they achieve.

I wrote this poem after fixing my son Jeremy some toast and getting a kiss in return. Keywords/Tags: children, success, parents, toast, jam, marmalade, skinned, knees, kiss, approval
When at church man is on his knees
to adore the Most High,
he takes the right pride in the rite.

When a prince eyes men gathered like bees
Under his knees, paying respect, eyes towards the sky,
it’s satisfaction of the might.

When the world is put on its knees
by a micro-seen thing, miles smaller than a fly,
the wild creatures find it a knight!

Like a bike without wheels
men lose the move and sigh,
stay agape, and start to fight

the quasi-nil.
And they try,
all on their knees.

It defies, and it makes their lungs its meals!
It defies, personal success becomes a pie in the sky!
It defies, and it continues to bite!

It won’t hide in the hills.
Like their sins, in their hide it does lie
and the challenge calls them to unite.

In the threats there are good fate’s seals
that a good fighter won’t let pass by:
love, humanity and good sight.
This poem aims to reminding people, regardless their social situation, that they need to unite more than ever. We need to love each other and protect each other. Together we will defeat #CoronaVirus and COVID-19.
Chris Slade Mar 2020
It’s probably because these days,
now that my knees hurt more,
that when I’ve tackled our K2  stairs -
and I’m on the top floor,
you might just hear me ask
“what the **** did I come up here for?”
You see it’s not just the legs
but the brain that’s weak.
All the plusses that old age holds in store…
out of breath, can’t speak, need a leak…
but sod it, what did I actually come up here for?
It’ll come to me in a minute if I give it some thought
just for a minute or so...
I know, have at least two of everything,
one up one down, so that wherever you go
there’ll be what you want right there…
Or... just move to a bungalow!

Meanwhile... what did I come up here for?
Everything these days is either about old age or Armageddon!
Jay M Feb 2020
Pacing around
Stuck on the ground
Music blast
A trip to the past

The truth is, I want to hold you
Tell you
That everything is gonna be okay
If not today
Then tomorrow
You don't have to be in sorrow

Love, I'm right here
For you my dear
I will listen to you
No matter what you do
I'll be here
For you

I caused alarm
Didn't want to cause harm
I'm sorry Love
I just want to see you free as a dove

See me now
This is how
I am inside
I try to hide
From the world
My knees curled
To my chest
Where you say I have a heart of gold
Like buried treasure

Music blaring
I'm still wearing
The bracelet you made me
And when you look at yours
As you do your chores
Think of me
And I hope
You do not mope
And that you can forgive me

All I want to do
Is hold you
Brush your hair behind your ear
And hear
You say,
"Here with me."
And we can be
Just you and me

I reach to seize
Your hand
Take me to the land
Of dreams
Where we are dancing in the moonbeams
And I can feel again
Free as a wren

It's like I'm falling
And you're falling too
I reach to you
And I can't see

Wind stinging my eyes
Blinding me
I feel so far from you
But you're only 12 miles away
Love, I want you to stay
With me
You hear my plea

I said words that got carried
In my head they are buried
You told me one thing
Told your mother another
That's okay
But just tell me that you'll be

I love you, I miss you
I'm right here, my dear
I care, and I dare
Say that I always will
Because baby
Just maybe
If you let me
The future could be so bright
Bright as your shining eyes
So please stay
Here with me.

- Jay M
February 19th, 2020
He told me he was depressed, maybe a little more than that, and I was shocked. I cried, and my mom found me and told his mom. They talked, and I haven't heard from him. I'm giving him space, because I'm scared he may not trust me or want to talk to me. I may have ******* things up, and I'm really really really hoping I didn't mess things up. I've been...somewhat numb all day, and when I did feel things all I've felt is just down. Like I'm stunned from rolling into a wall, and kinda dazed. I...I should have been more calm, but I...I don't know. At least they (him and his mom) got to talk, and things will be okay. I just...I miss him, and just want to hold him and tell him everything is okay. But...I can't right now, I am. Just...scraping by, as they say.
Ron Feb 2020
Tired of nights spent wishing for something different.
It is what it is. This is the result of my decisions.
I hold myself accountable for all of my missed beginnings.
I'm on my knees, looking to the sky for forgiveness.
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