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Aaron Elswick Dec 2018
We're loose associations.
Brutality queues the phrases.
Reality loses luster,
in fallow with boot to daisies .

Cowering and embracing
our trusted tomes,
honing a fruitless joke,
that only touches on tones that suit the layman

Famous and clueless faces.
Racing to rue the cadence.
Faking a sweet embrace,
for imminent tears, but grew impatient.

California coos
sooth impostor fits,
but it's a syndrome
fifty shades dense,
and way to thick to fit the staples.

In case you were getting wayward;
our guiding fables,
sentinels that they are,
will guard the stables
and bark orders,
pouring out the spirits
and clearing history,
with brazen logic.
Honestly,
I carved a broken heart,
instead of tapping the maple,
sue me.
a little
heathen remark
was you
and vehemently
there but
that you
had heard
it in
trial but
in merriment
was also
you again
with the
silver ring
in the
glass that
mystery tell
a little heathen
Danielle Jul 2018
Splinters jabbed deep over time
It was just a drop that dripped out
That miserable first time
Now a river cuts through me.
How do I turn off the tap?
I'm really not sure that Doldrum is what the name of this poem should be, but I'm having a terrible time actually coming up with something else. Suggestions very welcomed at this point.
Tsunami Mar 2018
I
still
feel
the
ghosts
of
your
touch
leave
whispers
down
my
spine
happy international poetry day!!
Technology created for mass connection
Makes me lose my ability to interact
Immersing me in cyber sea
Leaving me detached from reality.

It makes me connected to the world online
But divides me from reality
It makes me click click
Tap tap
And scroll my life away.
Purcy Flaherty Feb 2018
Have a little slice of key lime pie; get down on your knees and get real high,
'cause mamma’s gone and cut you a slice of key lime pie!

Spank step, toe hop, cramp-shuffle, paddle and roll;
Mamma’s gone and cut you a slice of key lime pie.

Dig deep, riff-walk, clunk-click, scuff those feet;
Mamma’s gone and cut you a slice of key lime pie!

Soft shoe or metal tap on the heel or toe, get your shoes on honey here we go!

Tastes so good, tastes so neat,
it’s a sweet and salty treat!
'cause mamma’s gone and cut you a slice of key lime pie!
The oral tap dance

Song link below:
https://youtu.be/XrX0vDShlko
Mila Berlioz Nov 2017
He’s so mad,
But I love him so bad.
I can’t help but to feel so sad.
Tap, tap, tap, my cigarettes pack goes.
Beat, beat, beat, my heart beats for him.
What else can I do, when we aren’t near?
Knock, knock, knock. I knock on his door.
He opens the door, I love him so much.
Can YOU love me madly?
Jodi jennings Oct 2017
If I was an empty glass
Depression would be water
A tap being left on over night
Over weeks
Over years
Me desperately trying to catch every drop before anyone notices
Time bringing me close to the brim
Another drop would bring me over the edge
Im full now
Sombro May 2017
Like a tap, cold and misshapen
You can twist me and watch words come out
Mixed in with the tears, fluoride confessions,
Equally dangerous in quantity
As bitter I'm pushed
To tell you I never wished to speak
To tell you I'm alone
That I long lost what you were
In cramped days

I feel sick
Not learning, not learning
And dashing my mind against you
Tearing myself up
And pouring out like
Feral confessions

Turn me off, stop me speaking
For only your eyes
Have the strength to twist me up inside
And pour me out
Like a tap
Ryan Holden May 2017
As you slowly run,
Falling down a void,
Of never ending cycle,
Your persistence considered,
Never disappoints restless,
I debate wandering,
To stop the dripping tap.
Currently a tap dripping in my house and thought I'd write about it. Ha.
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