#blown
Relax
Take heed in the things I know I see
But do you ever// know it be
Subtract
Little things you know that you don't need
Oh godspeed
And when you stay
You get a feeling that this could be ok
At the end of a day //if even for
For time
Its not a shape its a frame of mind
I might be blind
///
Julie
How bout we meet a little closer to 3
Still need to brush my teeth
Tulips
Did a thing )oh boy) I'm attached to its hips
Mop the floor and so I slip slip slip
Missed call
Try to net a blown breeze had on my knees /see it all
Lennon thinking oh/ please, please me
Need not remind
It'll happen almost every ******* single time
From first to always last in line
//
Scratch nd itch
Sunspots to the date are the things I miss
To live like this
$Pickin up the change to exchange for a blame
that we bought out of shame from another mans pain
Back on track
No skin off my teeth
I am intact
Apr 24, 2025
Apr 24, 2025 at 11:58 AM UTC
HA HA!!!!,
YOU GOT CAUGHT
with your HANDS
in the COOKIE JAR!!!
you TRIED TO FLEE,
but you DIDN'T GET FAR!!!
You tried to
HIDE A
FULL BLOWN DECEPTION!!!,
Come out with it "NOW!!!"
OWN UP TO YOUR CONFESSION!!!
Hiding the EVIDENCE by
ACT OF CONCEALMENT,
Thinking YOU'RE GETTING BY
with ACCOMPLISHMENTS
or ACHIEVEMENTS
SCARED TO CONFESS,
AVOIDANCE of
EMBARRASSMENT!!!!
HOW MUCH DID THEY OFFER YOU???
HOW MUCH DO THEY OWE???
RECEIVING HUSH MONEY
WHILE YOU'RE ON THE GO
SO OUT WITH IT NOW!!!!
YOU DECEITFUL FOOL!!!!!,
TELL US THE TRUTH
YOU UNGRATEFUL TOOL!!!!!
IT'S WRITTEN ON YOUR FACE,
SO, JUST COME CLEAN,
YOUR COVER
HAS BEEN BLOWN,
LET'S NOT CAUSE
A BIG SCENE!!!!!
B.R.
Date: 11/4/2023
Aug 26, 2024
Aug 26, 2024 at 10:45 PM UTC
Park bench sitting
Hands aching
Side-by-side
As strangers ask
Quiet questions pass
Like cotton seeds
As an opportunity
The breeze
Passes us by
Blown
Shoot
May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 2:52 PM UTC
Hair flicks in the air
As the drive goes
With lowered down windows.
The air lashes
And the radio blurs
As the only eye sees
What it wants
As the coast glides
as we coast down
This road.
And perhaps
You wanted to take
another way
But we are at the mercy
of the driver,
With the sun in our eyes
and the sea to the left.
But please don't forget,
As you promise you wouldn't.
But the salt makes it hard to stay awake,
and the sun feels so good.
But you're gone as you should.
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 9:16 AM UTC
with the wind blowing my hair back
the plain brown, not much to look at
the straight nose and long legs; it looks
great on somebody, anybody else
but not me
with the wind blowing my hair back
it steals the words from my lips, lifts
them up into the sky; it's a clear night
and though I'm dead, I feel alive
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 8:46 PM UTC
lost opportunities
are our
sorrows
the
morrow
has no
lost
opportunities
?
...
..
.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC
we
we're
not
born
of
the
dead
what head
have you
turned
talk
to me
don't try
to tell me
that you think
?
...
..
.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 6:59 AM UTC
what sea to sail
see me sailing
star bound
the skies
are
my
wings
sing for me
one
more
morning
?
...
..
.
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 6:50 AM UTC
blustering south winds
have blown constantly all eve
they're packing some speed
Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 5:44 AM UTC
the past cannot be undone
what is done is done
& what wasn't now is
acceptance is closure
the present is your gift
make sure the past isn't interfering with its growth
because you can go nowhere really fast
& your future is now dependent on the past
which of course won't last
-Nani
Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
How beautiful it is when someone prays for you without you knowing,
It's such a noble act and
I can't possibly imagine
anything purer and deeper .
Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 10:36 PM UTC
I place my hand at her chest and
what I felt was just mesmerizing.
Her beats are acting all crazy,
Like I have ignited a fire.
Then I grab her hand and place it on my chest and she's just blown away to,
I can feel my beats getting faster and faster,
Like her touch is what controls them.
What is this?
Why this never ever happened before?
Why I feel so alive
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 1:35 AM UTC
Darkness, now, taking flight--
Scattered by the coming light.
Frightened by the rising sun,
Watching as the shadows run.
Secrets stumble off your lips--
Into patient ears your hushed words slip.
It starts with friends but ends with foes,
Watching as the secrets go.
Simple solids breed fearful air--
Our own breath blown into terror.
Onto the ignorant the facade stumbles,
Watching as the whole world crumbles.
Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 7:52 PM UTC
***Overlooked so many times when I was ~wings~
I've passed briefly across the sea of your poetic
Endless streams and rivers; your upheaval way-
Snobbish smart butterfly ties grew your head up.
Without suffocating without any pause, you were
Gentle-man once ~ giving me the 'credibile' break-
Down the lane in Athens where Partenon resided
I saw your unfavouritable pilgrimage to awards.***
The guitarist at the dock played for herself, dreaming.
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
I know That Times Will Change.
The Struggle is the same.
The Battle lines are always where they've been.
We've been charging for so long.
This time we must be strong,
Or be scattered like the leaves blown by the wind.
Yesterday as I was walking.
I heard these two men talking
About a third man who wasn't there.
I heard them put him down,
Just because his skin is brown.
It's no wonder that the world just isn't fair.
I heard a woman say
She did not have equal pay
As the men who did the same job that she did.
When she asked the bosses why,
The looked her right in the eye,
And told her to go home and raise her kids.
In the poorer neighborhood
Where the roads are never good,
And the prices in the market are too high,
When you bother to compair,
The food is cheaper where
The well-to-do are sure to shop and buy.
I know that times will change.
The struggle stays the same.
The Battle lines are always where they've been.
We've been charging for so long.
This time we must be strong,
Or be scattered like the leaves blown by the wind.
They said in the news cast
A man was beaten bad.
He was on his way for treatment when he died.
He had dared to love a man,
and they called that love a sin.
I think the only sin was how they lied.
There's an teen-ager in jail
Being held without a bail.
His only crime was coming to our land.
Before they let him go,
They'll strip him of his hope,
Then send him to the gangs across the Rio Grande.
I know the times will change.
The struggle stays the same.
The battle lines are always where they've been.
We've been charging for so long.
This time we must be strong,
Or scatter like the leaves blown by the wind.
We've been fighting for so long.
This time we must stand strong,
Stronger than the leaves blown by the wind.
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 1:34 PM UTC
Coffee ........ Too hot?
Things not to say when feeling poetic!
I need it to be blown upon by 13 fair maidens!
So wrong!
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 2:57 AM UTC