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neth jones Jun 2019
Starved
sleep depraved
and braving visions

This is how I take my walk

One song
tucking over and over
in my headspace

This is how I take my walk

Map-less

My dry head tugging
from behind my eyes

This is how I take my walk

My bag
packed with care
(by list and by experience)
I abandoned it by the front door

This is how I take my walk

There’s this note I’ve left for you
much is explained
lots is left held
(that content
I carry with me)

Leaving a trail of my clothing
I am body naked to the weather

I carry no knife
but am married to my teeth and my fixtures

I’ve outstrided my pollution

Upon reaching an unfamiliar forest
I unlace my shoes
And place them on a rock
I draw a breath
Place my fear

I trend tender into the trees
Cc Jun 2019
Watch me walk away
I’m smiling
You don’t know it
You never will
But I’m smiling
And I hate myself for it.
Ylzm Jun 2019
Corgi, walking man, stopped where I sat.
Climbed onto me, and sat in my laps.
Man apologised, but corgi unmoved.
Only after enough scratches, and a goodbye,
did it resumed walking the man.
keneth May 2019
do you stop and wonder
why youre always so empty
but did you try to look for answers
or you just always let it be;
a storm with its quiet thunders

if you say you're happy
why do you feel just cracks
instead of smiles

pacing in the wrong places
trying to fill in those empty spaces
make your heart walk
and let the feet talk
our feet will always walk towards happiness whatever shoes we put on
Colm May 2019
Contrast
Is a fine line
I walk everyday
Goodfellow and me
Precariously
Elliots
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