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oh my stars Aug 2015
you saved me
with your superhero cape.
you swooped down
and carried me to safety.
you held me
in your superhero grip.
you put a hand to my face
and erased the tears.
do you know how special you are?
a superhero
armed with words
that will fix my broken soul.
your weapon is your love.
with love
you fight off the monsters
that come to me at night.
it is because of you that i smile.
it is because of you that i live.
so go on
and i will follow thee
to the last gasp with truth and loyalty.
my superhero.
thank you so much for everything you have done. i love you and i owe you the world.
Robert Ronnow Aug 2015
You may feel about the planet what
you feel about a great baseball team or band:
that once there was a moment when, unknown
to us at the time, we convened
and lost and found ourselves in what we created.

Who should I thank for this day?
A fresh-mown lawn is a robin's repast.
A bear a black bear a rolling delicately dancing
graceful as silence sailing through the ferns and understory
unafraid and in no hurry.

My musician referral service, vacation rental business,
nonprofit management system, plant identification database,
great American songbook and anthology of poems. Coach says
in a thousand years back and forth games like lacrosse and soccer
will be played against genetically engineered primates

but baseball will be played solely by humans.
In a thousand years, amen.
www.ronnowpoetry.com
Carly Laskowski Aug 2015
there are so many ways I could describe you;

but I would start with the way your eyes look behind those black-rimmed glasses that emphasize your perfect chocolate brown eyes that you sometimes you wear green contacts to cover because you don't like it when they're tawny.

and your smile is brighter than a new fluorescent light bulb that has just been put in; so white that even the whites of your lovely eyes couldn't compare. I really love when you smile, especially the ones you direct at me. even when you laugh, you seem so effortlessly flawless that it takes me a minute to catch my breath that you constantly seem to take away.

don't get me started on the way you kiss. there was so much passion and affection and want. it was like your life depended on morphing your mouth with mine. it was actually the most empowering feeling I'd ever had.

but there's much more to you than just the physical attributes;

maybe I should depict the way you always hold yourself together and seem so strong but when you finally fall apart, you always let me know how you're feeling and it makes me wonder what I did to become so important that you would allow me to be your allegorical shoulder to cry on.

how about your silly stories that always make me smile or laugh because I know it makes you feel good to know that we can still joke around together even after all the mistakes we made and awkward moments when it was pretty much impossible for us to be in the same room to get to the point we're at now.

I can always tell when you are having a bad day or when you just don't want to talk to anyone and I respect those times because everyone goes through hard times and sometimes, you just need to be alone in your own mind for a while and block out everything and everyone else.

sometimes I wonder how I could've let someone who clearly wanted to build a relationship with me get away. things were a little rocky at the start, I was nervous and unsure, you were experienced and confident. I admit that I acted solely out of exploration but it doesn't mean that I didn't care about you. I did and I still do.

they're just not the same feelings that they used to be. they transformed from an infatuation to an appreciation. I used to think I might've been in love with you. but then I opened my heart up and I noticed that there was a difference. I still think you're attractive and I still admire your personality but, I just don't think we could be a "we".

but I really would like to say "thank you". you gave me attention that I'd never encountered before. you helped me recognize my worth and that is the most important thing that anyone could have done for me.
August 7, 2015.
Hanna Kelley Jul 2015
I thought that if I could
Walk away from poetry
Then I would be able
To stop looking at my
Life like it's broken..
I still see the wrong
That I have done
But now I see ways
To fix them.. :)
Thank you poetry
Myriah Jul 2015
Mom
Without you
There be no me
Thank you mom
Lovey Jul 2015
I have my questions still un answered.
I have my past still in my mind.
I have pain still i always will.
I've cried countless hours.
I would wake up in wonder of why im alive another day.
I woke up today with the first smile on my face for 2 years.
I have not cried in 5 days.
I have not shed a single tear.
I went to sleep and dreamt for the first time in a long while.
How this happened i am uncertain of the reasoning.
I have come to be at peace.
Believe it or not.
I am me.
I won the one fight i thought i would lose my life to.
But ive come to climb out of it.
Slowly.
But maybe just maybe people are right about things becoming better.
I may only have this feeling for a short time.
But i am surely glad i have it.
Right when i was at the edge of dying.
I came to finally have peace with my past.
Which is a miracle.
Thank you.
To the one person who filled the one impossible whole.
Thank you to the person who has stuck around still may not be as close but we still speak.
Thank you to the person who wrote the one poem for me that suddenly changed me.
Not for bad but pushed me towards this.
Thank you to the people who hurt me so much people say its impossible i am alive.
Thank you to those who came to me for help, cause you taught me to help myself.
Thank you to those who left me on my own, I've become strong once again.
Thank you to the dear person that's filled my whole heart and mended it since the day you met me, you kept me heart whole and from breaking, if not for you i'd never finally be ok.
Thank you for holding me while i cried, Thank you for making me smile, thank you for letting me steal your jacket :P.
Thank you for being there.
Thank you to everyone who's been there good or bad.
Part – I
It plucked every string of my heart.
She/It obliterated me.
She sang.
She sang for me.
In tongues. Which only She & I know.
She sang for me.

Part – II
As per inconsequential request,
We’re migrating to the moon.
Infinitely flying within our small infinite.
gabe Jul 2015
through the dark,
you guided me
through the drought,
you strengthen me
through the fall,
you were there to catch me
through it all, through it all

through the waves,
you surfed with me
through the wind,
you flew with me
all the distance,
you traveled it all
through it all, through it all
It's 2 AM
I'm propped against the outer brick wall of an abandoned ******* barrel.
I am 50% coffee
40% water,
10% *****.

The sprinklers pop out of the ground and mist the air
In my arms there's a woman I thought I'd never speak too again.
As puddles form and creep inwards,
Stopping just outside our warm bodies.
I'm holding her, puzzle piece, tightly.

She was my first high school girlfriend.

We saw each other in the same place, every year.
Every single time we had heart attacks.
Chanting to ourselves,
"Please don't notice me."
"Please don't notice me."
"Please don't notice me."

Tonight, lit only by the moon light and the lamp fixtures.
I'm holding her tight enough that we look chimera.
Experimental pieces, combined as one whole creature.
Neither of us, want to let go.

Rewind to this afternoon.
She's sitting on the grass next to our mutual friend
I attempt to pass by, unnoticed.
Tip-toe, heart attack.
"Hey Nick"
"****"
The friend jumps up faster than I can conjure words.
I'm trapped in her embrace.
She introduces us.

She thinks... we don't know each other.

A bulldozer hits the brick wall around my heart
That's been telling me to avoid this sweet girl.
We stare at each other like the sky is falling and we're paralyzed.

I kneel down in front of her and look at her like she isn't real.
She's terrified.
"How have you been."
Saying this, felt like a gunshot.

The recoil hits me as she repeats the same question.
Neither of us, have had a great time.

"So much life has happened...
That whatever we did too each other...
Wasn't nearly as bad as now.
If you want to be my friend, I could use one."

She's quiet, all but her breathing.
It gets heavier, and suddenly, the friend rushes to her side.
"Are you okay?"

"If you need me to leave i will, i didn't want to scare you,
If it's too much to see me right now i can go."

The anxiety fills her body like a thermometer.

It turns red and shatters.
She rushes to me and hugs me tight.

Her heart beats a million miles a minute.
She calms down and a tear drips on my neck.
I hold her close to me.

Finally, she manages to push out two words.
"We're talking."

"I know... it doesn't feel real."

"***** YOU!"
She screams, and jumps back.
"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize, you needed that."

So fast forward.
It's 2:00 am.
I'm buzzed. and it's freezing.
I've been hugging this girl for roughly two hours.
We both want nothing more then to kiss each other,
But we don't.

Because we both knew,
That was a terrible idea.

I tell her I sang our love song too another girl.
I tell her, I kept the jar of love notes she left me above my bed frame.

She tells me, she reads my poetry.
She tells me she cried, when bapbap died.
She tells me she's sorry, about my job
She tells me she's sorry, about my daughter.

I ask that we not be sorry, for things we can't control.

We remember the good times.
We laugh at them, relive, and enjoy them.

I have so many good memories, that hurt me so badly.
Tonight, I got some of those good times back.
It feels amazing, to just have a night that when
I relive my good memories, they don't hurt,
They Sing.
Thank you CoffeeBeans <3 I'm happy we finally had this.
TheDaisyDancer Jun 2015
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