Temporal Fugue Jun 2017

Well blow me down, and spit me out
my salmon can gone awry
Spilling in my lap and chair
I think, that I, will die

My co-workers gag and complain
I'm embarrassed as all hell
Never will, another can I bring
to release, such an awful smell

I've three more hours to contend
smelling like a bad bait shop
No way, no how, to pretend
this odor, ever stops

Home I'll go, when my shift ends
and do, some needed laundry
Nothing to say that could defend
a stinky, clumsy, spilling spree

Tomorrow, I'll procure Febreeze
and apply it, liberally
Hopefully killing, this fishy whiff
escaping, notoriety

Yup, true story :| just today.
So yes, I am sitting here writing this poem, smelling like I got raped by flipper.

2Hrs left:
Bob comes in, Bob goes out
plugging up, his nose
swearing like he hit a skunk
claiming, he'll burn his clothes
unnamed May 2017

Reminiscences I hold
Of my little girl
Love unconditional
Her eyes could unfurl

The unforeseen can happen
Before given thought
Harsh words once spoken
No forgiveness be brought

Time oh time
A pain that won’t end
All I want back
Is my little best friend

Ysa Pa Feb 2017

During the brief moment
Of utmost vulnerability
The end of fairy tale kisses
Marking the era of a cruel reality

With the intention of shattering
You came, caressing the scars
With glimpses of desperation
And envying the collision of stars

With my inability to hinder
Your plans to have mine stolen
During my reconstruction of walls
You planned out the forbidden

You acted, without a shred of doubt
I responded, through utter loss
Now that its ended, I still can't believe
That what I warned others of, happened to us

Nts... Feb 17
Temporal Fugue Jan 2017

Her heart is chipped and broken
she gave her all, and more
Words that went unspoken
what "I love you", is for

He's always been real dense
gotta spell out every line
No excuse or good defense
messed up real bad, this time

Repairs and amends
no option now, my friend
You spilled all her emotions
you've come to, the bitter end

That kind of stain, you'll never lose
as bleach and worse it seems
Tangled in your heart for now
forever lost, within your dreams

And there ya have it, never marginalize the feelings, of anyone...
Timothy Langley Dec 2016

Oh dear oh dear what did I do?
Never did I want to hurt you.
But why oh why must you lock me outside?
Please let me in and I'll give up my pride.

I'll say it loud and I'll say it true.
I'm sorry for what ever I did to you.
But please don't leave me in the dark.
Please let me know where I left a mark.

It feels lonely not to know.
To want the love I used to own.
But I guess I only reap what I sow,
so maybe I deserve to be all alone.

Feeling lonely, left out, confused, and abandoned because of something I probably did but have no idea what it could have been. But whatever it is I'm sorry.
Alvin Llanos Dec 2016

We live amongst ourselves in recognition
memorialized for our distinct deeds rendered

It is here that we witness ourselves flourish
as our aged reflections are kept pristine

Rehearsing our roles to absolute perfection
awaiting for this progressive saga to be told

As we are the revered immortals here...
never to be forgiven

Written on 11/26/2016.
erik lubbe Oct 2016

When it rains I am cold
When it rains I have no shelter
When it rains I try to hide but fail
When it rains I'm ALONE
But when you are there
I fell warm
It's as of the rain stops
Were the world goes silent
You warm my heart like no other
You dont have to be perfect to be mine
I hope you feel the same
Because with out you
I would be cold
Confused lost and unforgiven
I would be nothing
No one would would be there through the hard
What I just want to say is I love you
I know you love me but is it true
That's not for me to answer only you can do that

Love is so strong were would we be without it
Kurt Schneider Apr 2016

How much rope?
for the misanthrope
hang em high
theres no hope
like a high plains drifter
what you seek is what you find
within death there is life
within the pen
there is a knife
and it executes
with surgical precision
when you look into his eyes
know that he's the unforgiven.

The lighting of streets' corners -
Even those corners that hitherto were dark and unwelcoming.
As the sunset bleeds
on the city's disappearing silhouette.

The shimmering traffic;
The blares of multiple cars as they try to rush home.
As windows smile brightly to passersby.
The return of Santa Claus!

The holiday seasons,
Winter to the snow laden,
Harmattan to the arid lands.
Chilly on all sides.

The warmth of the fireplace,
The joy of the days to come.
The jingles of merry bells.
The bright lights of Christmas trees.

A reminder that all of humanity can still be happy.
That there is still hope.
That we can share in each other's joy.
And always be there for each other.

Merry Christmas and a Prosperous New year...

Were I wander the sun don't shine
Over the rainbow.
My rainbow  forever crys tears of saddness.
It doesn't complement  a pot of gold.
Wherever I roam  there is no happiness
Because everything is completely dark
There is no day
just  emptiness.
Of  painful  cries
Cries that aren't heard
No sympathy
To hugs
No comfort.
Just  endless torcher
believe   me. you wouldn't want to live there.

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