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Roses are red
Currently August
Been way too long
since he kept
his promise

He loves me
He loves me not

Who cares if he does?
He broke my heart,
to be honest

Violets are blue

"How are you?"

"I'm fine," I lie

Roses are red
Currently August
I need to break
being solace

He loves me not
So what?

Love's a two-
way street
Stuck in a dead-
end for repeat



Melody
8/7/19
I felt inspired after reading a poem that took a spin on the classic "Roses are Red".
Nat Lipstadt Jun 2018
For Emma Ottinger “I put out (my stories) just because”

“just because”
that’s the best excuse you got girl?

cause be-ing
just
is a **** good one

way back in March
wrote a declaration^ to all those just
beginning with an iota of courage and
a good story telling
way of seeing and the
secret sauce-way
to spin my imagination in
my eye sockets
with their well words,
for I am a drinker of
the beaujolais firsts of the new grapes
of young poets

words welling springing from between
the oohs and ahs and the damns -
I wish I had wrote that...

so here’s a hero push - so many kinds of bread to
fill our baskets, please girl may I have some more?
so here’s to you - and the Great Plains that birthed you,
and the breadbasket of four poem/stories you poured out
that were so far from plain, how could you know of seas and sea foam and cobalt and mahogany human body parts?

and the speech patterns of waves that took me decades to learn?

use those “Jacob’s ladders between your fingers,”
“whistle me like a stray dog following,”
for that’s what “the kingpin of my flighty wits”
requires, for this old scribbler is now:

“firmly rooted for a girl who's bold enough
to crack the whip over her head if
ever went to war with myself.
A confidant that won't run,
won't offer half truth when
the whole of it
is all that actually matters.”

so write with that window light on and
wheat fields that can be reenvisioned as the gray-blue sea
from which I crawled out of croaking...
to read you rightly

6/25/18
10:25PM
Johnny walker Jul 10
Helen believed In me
trusted me with her life
when so much of her life
she was treated so badly
by men Including her ex husband who had no
respect for
her
She gave me a chance
when others would not I treated Helen as the
lady she was so kind and caring the love of my life
she was to me all she asked
was love In
return
I won the heart of this girl
for she was my first love
that turned to my last love when Helen passed away
for I never got a change say a proper good bye to her one minute there then suddenly gone
Johnny walker Jun 19
I've seen things  I never thought I'd live see done things I still regrets that have led me back to
where I'm standing
now
Made so many mistakes lost count of how many
to many words I've said I
never really meant to really
say
but all to late to change
It now once Its Is all said and done to many wrongs
never had a chance to put right
Planejane2 May 19
If you saw how close the finish line was,
would you finally decide to run?
Johnny walker Apr 19
A 29-year journalist by name Lyra Mckee murdered doing her job
I feel so sorry for her family, for this
lady
stood for what she believed and paid the ultimate price her life, murdered by the **** of the earth who
shoot
people cruelly lay pipe bombs **** children they disgust me frankly I don't give a dame who they are nothing but
cowards
crawl out there holes ****** then crawl back In disgusting excuses for humans
being
I don't give dame If they are IRA  Provisional or New IRA or any other terrorist organisation  whatever they belong to  I write In Big words for all to see and hope they do "THEY ARE All COWARDS"
sure they could shoot me or ******* to hell but I promise I'll waiting for when they arrive for sure as
Hell they
will
I Fear Them Not For They Are cowards All Terrorists no matter who They Are And Where They From, They Could shoot me put a bomb under my car Send Me To Hell that  For Sure But I'll be waiting for them when they arrive as surely will
First time ever I heard the voice of my dearest friend her beautiful Texas accent bought a smile to
face
for this lady with heart of gold who has bought so much happiness to my life and now I've heard her  beautiful
voice
and to know how lucky I am she who change my life around bought light to a  once darkened world of grief
and a wonderful friend to have so thoughtful and caring so lucky I am to be friends with lady from Texas called Terry, who has put a smile back on my face
I am so lucky to have this dear friend from Texas called Terry who has put a smile back on my face
Johnny walker Mar 25
Many days have come and passed since my darling has been gone but love so strong that know will
carry
me
on through the rest of this life, I must live on alone where once my dreams laid shattered In pieces on the ground
bit by bit I've been
able
to slowly put them together again and the pieces belong to now of my memory
there to remain for me to revisit whenever I wish too there was a time
I thought I'd not make it through
I would not survive my time alone but I shall for the Incredible Inspiration Instilled Into to
me
by my wife that has given me new meaning a real purpose to my life that of writing "bless you my darling
Slowly I'm putting my shattered dreams back
to again bit by bit In order
to carry on alone In this life
be-no-one Mar 24
You have put yourself out there
as a teacher
will you be my guru
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