#buddies
I trapped my confidence in a large cage
Placed it under a grow light and waited
It sat there, small and green and mushy under the steady buzz
Until the day you tiptoed through the construction zone of my inner thoughts
and tapped me on the shoulder
Now the cage is too small
I have to wonder if it was ever big at all
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 4:12 AM UTC
I promise you the
moon and the stars,
to Reach the high
horizons from
Saturn to Mars,
to be there for you,
through the
thick and the thin,
to Love you
unconditionally, from
the outer to the end,
to be there even when
times are troubled,
I will catch you when you fall
I won't let you stumble,
You are a dear friend,
You are always around,
Even when I am hurt and
feeling so down,
You always knew
how to dry my eyes,
You are indeed
a blessing in disguise,
You lift up my spirits
when I am feeling so blue,
This I promise
that this friendship
is true!!!
B.R.
Date: 11/22/2025
Nov 22, 2025
Nov 22, 2025 at 6:17 PM UTC
Life is stacking boxes,
Keeping your head on straight, Soldier -
Top of your shoulders.
Whatever Perfection is
the Average will do just great
When finally you get to that place...
The Long Haul is over.
Looking back and seeing the climb,
All the people and faces
Are just Time exposures - That's okay, Soldier.
And it's okay now, to bask in the applause,
Take the bows and be center-stage,
Dare the spotlight, stop turning the pages...
The Long Haul is over.
There are always moments
When a joke is Not the answer,
But we choose it anyway
For the craic and for the banter.
Put that change in your pocket now, Soldier
Leave the Bar and walk quietly away...
The Long Haul is over.
A pint of Guinness for a Tune,
A Poem, or a Story for the ever after?
This Life is never a journey,
This Death is not a closure, but
There are only so many hours in a day, so
No, no more stacking boxes today, Soldier...
The Long Haul is over.
Mar 25, 2025
Mar 25, 2025 at 6:45 PM UTC
The sounds of your voices
work with me,
the resonance of your mirth,
your anger, your vexation,
your empathy, your soul,
is orchestral in our everyday scrum
to keep me humming along
Feb 6, 2022
Feb 6, 2022 at 3:29 PM UTC
The two ol' pals are facing each other.
He passes a glass of poison
to his dear guest, leaning
near the front door, slightly opened;
and he's learning the reason—
why he's standing there,
about to storm out of the stone-cold apartment—
'bout to burst in tears
shedding the vivid droplets
that shouldn't be belonging to a mere ghost.
Yet he's fleeting, escaping the scene still,
while the owner of the kitchenette
is putting back the bottle
to where it belonged;
and he's gone, present no longer.
The drink on the rock—left on the shelf—
is evaporating, following the vaporized guest,
leaving the scent of faint alcohol
that lulls the other friend to regretful sleep.
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 10:20 PM UTC
gal pal
if that’s what
I am to you
then we have
a problem
cause I don’t
think I want
to be only
a gal pal
I guess we can
keep it simple
dude
bro
buddy
pal
I’m not a fan
of your choice
of words
to describe me
but that’s what
I am to you
only a friend
a true buddy
a perfectly platonic
gal pal
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 2:48 AM UTC
Future was bought to you
to build it and make it by you
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You didn't know how harsh it can be though
if you let it as the time of buddies tho
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Still got time my friend
rise and shine will save
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If you didn't get through,
then you will know the same
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FuTuRe BuDdIeS
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 8:50 AM UTC
It's weird how we met,
You were just a freshman
While I was just a sophomore
I was the king of the block
While you were trying to find a way to come up
Rarely ever spoke
You were really just ignored
Really never thought you would be the first
To approach this bitter guy
Who thought he knew the ropes
But you took that leap and talked to me first
You then became like a sibling to me
Now I talk to you about my life
From my first memory to my most painful memory
You just listen but I know you learn
You learn that this guy you call your best friend
Is a guy that likes to live life till it hurts
You have been there in the best and the worst of times
You have been there when I need a person to talk to
You have been there when no one else would be
I thank you and I commend you for all that you've done
You know I'll have your back till the day you are gone
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 2:11 AM UTC
The notion that he could
not be fixed was held over
his head like an
abyss
and
I could not fathom why
in the **** no one
pulled him from
his own thoughts,
he was drowning,
couldn't you tell?
That boys eyes held
the words
“save me”
in every native tongue
The impending death of hope
was
a familiar song in his bones
and
I wanted to be the one
to excavate it from
the marrow of his existence
Everything about this
boy was synchronized
beauty;
right down to his
very name,
a ledge that he had
been dancing on for
far too long. -DDF
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 10:20 PM UTC
My newest buddy
baby goat Vortex
climbs my leg and
wants to be scratched
His brother Hope
bewildered
is seemingly convinced
that I will eat him where he stands
I tell them often
I love you both
and if it's up to me
you will both die here
of ripe old age
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 10:02 PM UTC
We were both in such a dark place,
looking to feel anything.
And while you were looking,
I guess you found me.
We tried to **** happiness into each other,
**** the sadness away.
But no matter how many nights of
hot moans and heaving breathing on my neck,
nothing changed how we felt.
I found my way out of that hell,
but you buried yourself in it long ago,
but today your body joined you.
And I know I can work magics but
oh my gosh Ben,
not even I can **** the life into you now.
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC