#signals
Tune, tune, tune,
With the frequencies that boom.
Travelling bare on air,
Commuting compassionate emotions.
Transmitting magic of sweet melodies,
Sending signals of nostalgia your way.
Catch your favorite songs,
Gliding on the waves of bands.
Set the antennas on roof tops,
To receive those radio broadcasts.
Short wave to long wave to radio wave,
Grooving with the modulations of A.M, F.M.
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 9:13 PM UTC
We both love strawberries
but am I surprised?
my soul was meant for you
and yours is for mine
even if I’m plagued
by terrible fears and terrors
my strawberry dementia
helps me forget
all my woes and errors
for on this rainy night
not a single song can calm me
my beds’ cold and stiff
yet the berries scent embalms me
I hope one day
I truly cannot remember
your mixed glances and cues
that racked my brain
this dreary november
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 11:38 PM UTC
I pass through its essence—
Possessions of a fragmentation token.
I signal to Creator,
He who watches the apparitions echo in chimes;
Separation from by-the-being
In the dripping with torment— remains of repent.
Stained waters subsequently deliberately clear
In accordance to Godhead.
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 9:00 AM UTC
You're too…
There is nothing wrong with you
You are kind
You know just what to do
You're too…
Your not “too” anything
I don’t know what to think
You're too…
I am not pretty enough for you
But when you talk about your life
I want to be part of it
You're too…
I’m too…
You're just…
I'm not…
You are just…
You're too…
I don't know why
you look into my eyes like that
Are you trying to make me fall head over heals
In love with someone who could never love me
You're too…
When you talk I want to get closer
What is wrong with you
Thats just it there is nothing
You're too…
I am mad
But I can't be
You are just so wonderful
To get mad would be like getting mad
At an angel
You're too…
What is wrong with me
I don't know how to look at you without blushing
Without feeling like I am an ugly creature
I want this to stop
You're too…
Stop this now
I hate it
I hate…
I could never hate you
Even if you left me to die
I don't think I could
You're too…
God help me I’m falling into temptation
This man is breaking my heart
And making me happier than ever
Stop asking questions
I don't want you to know about me
I…
I want to know about you
You're too…
I hate the sound of my voice
you speak don’t make me please
I love your voice more than life itself
Uuggh
You're too…
Please don't look at me
Please don't look away
Stop staring
Please stare
You're too…
Don't ask me to dance
Please don't let me dance with anyone but you
I don't want to be in your arms dancing
Because I might make a fool out of myself
Don't let go
You're too…
I despise y…
I desire you
I dont ever want to see y…
I want to see you every day
You're too…
Stop looking at me like that
What did I do wrong
Don't touch my face
Don't move the hair away from my eyes
So I can see those eyes…
You're too…
Would you…
Could you…
Please…
You're too…
You're just too…
You are too…
You’re too perfect
Aug 6, 2025
Aug 6, 2025 at 2:58 PM UTC
6-25-25 1:56pm
I'll see your favorite number
and the moon will look back at me
the barista saying your name
or our song coming on the radio
maybe it's the universe playing tricks on me
who knows
either or
you're still all I think about
Jul 14, 2025
Jul 14, 2025 at 2:51 PM UTC
Trying to forget you wishing I didn’t meet you
Because my heart is breaking
There’s so many things I want to say to you
But you’re not mine and it just seems weird saying these things to a stranger.
Can’t even call you a friend.
From the moment I met you
Tried to fight off the feelings of lust
Now I’m stuck with the feeling of love
I tried so hard not to fall and get hooked
But it failed and now it feels like getting hit by truck
There’s so much discontent but I’d wait forever and patiently for you.
For you to realise what you have right in front of you
But sometimes someone can’t wait round forever cos’ it ends up with you watching them fall in love with someone else in the end.
But I’m happy if you're happy
I wish you would believe me when I tell you
You deserve the world and so much more.
I might sometimes have a way with words
but most of the time I’m sinking
Painting a fake smile upon my face.
So I’ll just sit and watch from the distance.
Mar 24, 2021
Mar 24, 2021 at 2:37 PM UTC
Disappeared into an ocean of sadness
Turn and burn oh **** here we go.
Being hunted down.
Did he just buck it all the way to OZ
Hooked lined and sinker
It was like a rollercoaster
Not known which track to take.
But nvm you where never mine
Trying to find the answers
while being stuck on yesterday
With my mind playing tricks on me.
Why does it have to hurt when you
Ain’t mine. No relationship just talking.
Maybe one day you’ll see what you missed
that one girl who’d never hurt you.
She lost hope when you left her on read.
She’s the one thinking what did I do wrong?
Was it the fact i expressed some love towards them?
Where’s the time gone? 2 months in and she’s confused. With mixed signals.
She knows deep down she doesn’t matter
She just wants validation from someone she admires.
I feel like I’m out of my mind.
Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 5:50 AM UTC
I know I might be the one
I just wanna give you some fun
A chance to have it all
Before we part in fall
So let's give it a whirl
Make you a happy girl
So much I've never known
Never experienced this on my own
So, stop leading me on
If the chance I had is gone
You send such mixed vibes
Should I send silence or send bribes
We're bestfriends, of course, no doubt
But the level is what I wonder about
Are you asking for your hand
Or seeking a friend - high in demand
My desperation is great
I'm scared I'll ***** up our fate
Longing for more than what's meant
'Stead of the friendship on which we're bent
Still look at me the same
And smile when you say my name
I know when that smile hits your face
You're the reason my heart starts to race
In my head I've perfected
And the scenes I've directed
But in real life I struggle
Cause your heart I can't smuggle
So make up your mind now or tomorrow
End my self doubt, end my self sorrow
All I ask is you give me a chance
So come this time, in your heart so we can dance.
Mar 15, 2020
Mar 15, 2020 at 12:42 PM UTC
Evening darkens upon the moors,
Forgiveness—a hairless thing
skirting the headlamps, fugitive.
Why have we come,
traversing the long miles
and extremities of solitude,
worriedly crisscrossing the wrong maps
with directions
obtained from passing strangers?
Why do we sit,
frantically retracing
love’s long-forgotten signal points
with cramping, ink-stained fingers?
Why the preemptive frowns,
the litigious silences,
when only yesterday we watched
as, out of an autumn sky this vast,
over an orchard or an onion field,
wild Vs of distressed geese
sped across the moon’s face,
the sound of their panicked wings
like our alarmed hearts
pounding in unison?
My family did get lost in an English moor on a dark moonless night. It happened when I was a boy. My mother was driving and seemed to have no idea where we were, or which direction to head. I wondered if we would ever find civilization again. It was a very spooky experience that I drew on for my poem. Keywords/Tags: England, Devon, moor, car, headlamps, headlights, directions, maps, points, routes, strangers, signals, orchard, field, geese, hearts, relationships, parting, separation, divorce, loneliness, alienation, free verse
Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 2:10 AM UTC
it's almost 2 years
since i saw her last,
her eyes in her hands
and my heart in my lap -
- and it's been hours i can't count
days since we spoke,
i swim in frequencies and signals
and drink in the smoke -
- and these mornings, i fade with the stars,
and at night, i come home late and sit in my car
Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 4:08 PM UTC
#*The trailing traffic
Too loud
Jumping signals in my mind
The music divine
Freedom is mine
Jumping signals in my mind
Darkness thins out
In broad Daylight
Jumping signals in my mind
Lost, never around
To be found
Jumping signals in my mind*#
Oct 8, 2019
Oct 8, 2019 at 1:53 PM UTC
I wish people were more like
Stop lights;
You’d never see one glowing
both red and green
Simultaneously, otherwise
there’d be a car crash
And neither would they turn
Completely off, cause then
No one would know how to proceed.
By all means — flirt with me.
But stop sending mixed signals.
Sep 12, 2019
Sep 12, 2019 at 3:04 PM UTC
You were ready,
To be a target.
So said,
Your clear signals.
When...
I took a shot.
And...
It was a direct hit.
You moved...
At the last second...
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 5:25 PM UTC
nothing is worse than mixed signals
do you still want me
do you still love me
please let me know
so i can act accordingly
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 3:49 AM UTC
I paint over
the true colors
that they show me.
But they blend
and I no longer know
what color it is.
It's a mix
and that is how
mixed signals are created.
They are not made by them.
They are made by you.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 5:19 AM UTC
Sending all signals they possess the soul
Feel a jolt from clouds of lightning
This is all true I know
They have taken my soul
Replaced by something new
Just to get a new aspect view
Free the eternal soul within me
Not a question of why or what is with this
Songs I sing can not be replaced
The thought of that can not be erased
Things these days have no means to an end
I hope that someday there will be a another message I can send
Feeling the pressure I release a gift that will surface
Hoping someday something new will serve it’s purpose
They all confused me
Confounded because my talent is not lazy
Help me survive where I want to be
Because they all diluted me
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 9:51 AM UTC
its not a good sign when
you stop writing your words
for those that may be willing to lend an ear;
its not a good sign when
your computer doesn't recognize the hello poetry url
that used to be so deeply embedded into its system;
its not a good sign when
you feel your poems no longer have meaning
it is pointless to write anonymously to no one
its not a good sign when
you have to fluff your scripture
to make it more believable to readers,
or maybe yourself.
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 11:19 PM UTC
You're a satellite that relays pain
Synchronizing circles in my brain
While signaling shame
To come join the game
You present a mighty mystery
That makes my sanity history
From agony that is blistering
That's what your wit serves me
The ambiguity
Is slowly ruining
My innate ingenuity
Yet I must act intuitively
You're a satellite in the air
In desperate need of repairs
I ask to see your schematics
I'm told I'm being dramatic
I float through space and time
After losing this race of lies
Along with the grace of mine
While stuck in the pace of grind
Before too long I answer wrong
A one-sided game of ping-pong
And your attitude is singsong
Not caring if something's wrong
Outside of the Earth's atmosphere
The sun is to be feared
Because it doesn't care
I experience a solar flare
Then the gamma rays poke holes in my cells
Until I'm eventually in hell
With a satellite that can't communicate
Only ruminate
On information already gathered
So there is no room for me
But until an asteroid splatter
There will be signals I see
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 4:29 AM UTC
His childhood went up in smoke when his mom got sick
He found out, he could hide in that little cloud of smoke,
he made, when he exhaled the smoke from his cigarette.
He lost the girl of his dream, because of the smoke
that went down to his lungs, out of his mouth and into her hair.
He tried to show her, that he needed her help by make smoke signals,
because he had heard that that’s the way to ask for help,
when its serious and nobody is around.
She never noticed his cry for help in the smoke.
his life went up in smoke.
Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 5:30 AM UTC
Oh, how nice it would be
To live supple minded fantasy,
Where subtle signals from the skies
Augment virtues of humanity;
To look upon the Gods and see
They've--relinquished all morbidity,
And as the evil within us dies
So too, the epic of tragedy.
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 1:16 AM UTC