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Invocation Jun 2015
Losing myself in the ocean
Losing myself in the sea
Lost myself in my doubt once
That's when you were there for me
Lost myself in the tizzy of others
Lost myself to their greed
Found myself in the South, now
But losing myself to this grief
Bring me back to the lake side
Bring me back to the trees
Bring me all of the skyline
Bring me the Horizon,
Bring me to my knees
Bring me back my sweet Brittany
Or bring to where she sleeps
Lost myself in your waters
Lost myself in your clouds
Lost myself in your eyes, more than once
I'm losing myself in your absence but I'll never be lonely again.
I'll pray for you to my statue
I'll pray you're meeting your dreams
I'll pray you're dancing with shadows and lights
I'll hold your memory on lonely nights
I'll cry into my pillow
I'll cry up into my sky
I'll cry to the moon and stars and willows
I'll smile after every storm is gone
Whisper to me when you miss me
Whisper to me from beyond
Call me and tell me Nahhhhh Nahh
Call to me from the abandoned houses
Every shattered pane is your window
Call to me from the broken homes and lost buildings
Those places where where you felt whole
You drew yourself to the broken
You pulled in the pieces and loved
You drew the lonely ones towards you
You leave us with all of this love.
I'll celebrate every moment
I'll taste every breath
I'll cherish each human, and each little pet
I'll love with all I have left
Thank you for being my friend.
Rest In Pizza
Chinchiller
We had some times,
Didn't we.
We saw wonders,
And horrors.
We watched crystal sunrises,
And held hands as the evening devoured the sky.
We shared our lustful moments,
And in the silent times we shared our tears.
I don't know many things,
But i know this,
We danced.
Danced our whole lives long.
Even though where tired now,
We didn't stop until the end of the songs.
I remember how we danced.
if i take anything with me,
I will take our dance.
Smiling gone happily into the dark.
Jasmina Jun 2015
Long long time ago,
When this very moment,
is a chain of past,
I will ask you  - my darling,
If tomorrow
will last.
In memory of The Moment.
Lauren A Todd May 2015
If I close my eyes long enough,
I can see you at the stop light
With your arm out the window.
And the shape it made, took me down.

If I close my eyes long enough,
I can see that mouth
As you bring your cigarette up for a puff.
And the shape it made left me limp.

If I close my eyes long enough,
I can hear that laugh as you lean out
Long enough for me to read what your face wrote.
And the sound it made, shook my bones.
Cíara McNamara Apr 2015
I have walked by
Your eternal bedside
Many times I have cried
For the loss of innocent lives

I have walked by
Your past life
Memories locked in
A closed casket

Never to be met again.
Endless Horizon Apr 2015
I look into your eyes
And see the whole world spinning.
Flashing lights, bright skies.
You'd be there to brighten up my world.

But now, the world has gotten a bit darker
As you lay in your box of wood,
Since you're no longer around
To light it up.
Something quick I whipped up from the numerous poem drafts I made months ago.
David Leger Apr 2015
For us, with calming winds came late,
     we know not their pain;
The seas and tides had taken care
     not even left a stain—
Of all the broken things there were,
     I still have yet to see one;
But veldts of green and daffodils,
     in which to play and run—
They say to me in a whisper soft,
     “Do not dwell on us below."
So we dance among the fields above
     those forgotten long ago.
In Loving Honor of Joseph Wulf
R.I.P.
Christi Michaels  8-31-2015
☆●♡●☆

Tonight my friend could not breathe
Lungs ravaged from long ago
Served our country as a young man
Shoulders, hip and leg bones
broke by the jungles below

A Harley Man through and through
JFD's became his Corps
Never wavered in his allegiance
to his country or his force

One of the smartest men
I have ever known
Could recite passages from long ago
abreast of topics from far and wide
a history buff so knowlegable

A brother to many, a father to one
Devoted to all he loved
A truer friend could not be had
So very popular he was!!

Joe was my protector
as I was a wild young thing
Was my confidant and
chaperone starting at just 17

Accompanied the first date with
my husband 30 years ago
Gave his blessings that first night~
To my children he was Uncle Joe

The older brother I never had.
Blessed to love him 40 years
My whole being trembles at the
thought of losing him
I weave Love within these tears

☆●●♡●●♡●●☆
~Christi Michaels~April 2015~
Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.

♡●♡●♡●♡    Ode to Joe   ♡●♡●♡●♡
This poem was written upon Joe entering
Hospice. His sisters provided
Constant Vigil and Loving Care.
Joe passed on 8-15-2015
This was read at Joes Military Burial
Fort Snelling National Cemetery
Fort Snelling, Minnesota
8-31-2015
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