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 Jan 2016 Lucy Ryan
phil roberts
Come softly, stranger
Step inside the light
Here is home of a sort
Here is nowhere else to go

Such staggering ambiguity
Such all-consuming cruelty
I see it all so clearly now
Wide-eyed and unheeding
Unaware of double-dealing
I was an innocent
And then I was born
Wise to the lies of the womb
And with a grudge for being disturbed

                                           By Phil Roberts
Some people say I have a chip on my shoulder but I'm perfectly balanced. I have a chip on each shoulder.
 Jan 2016 Lucy Ryan
Mike Hauser
When promises made aren't promises kept
And the rash of the day fills my troubled head
When the freedom I thought I had runs out on me
Putting a taste in my mouth more bitter than sweet

When the truth that is told is more of a lie
With time moving on in the passing by
When there seems no way here that I can pull through
Lord, I lean on you

When the mountains I climb are much to high
And the surrounding darkness threatens to put out the light
When in the belly of the whale is how I mostly feel
Daily served up as a three course meal

When the world looks at me and bears its angry teeth
Finding myself once again in way too deep
When I no longer know what I can do
Lord, I lean on you

When it's been too long and much too late
And far too often that I've felt this way
When the aches in my bones want to give up all hope
And my mind doesn't know which way to go

When the peripheral door is locked with no key
Losing  precious sight of what's in front of me
When there's nothing left and I need all that is true
Lord, I lean on you
 Jan 2016 Lucy Ryan
Jen Grimes
I can’t.* Allow those words
to melt off your tongue.
May they shiver and crack
as they hit the ground.
Relish in the crumble
that comes with every step,
as you crush those words
beneath the soles of your shoes.

Repeat after me:
*I can.
 Jan 2016 Lucy Ryan
SassyJ
Yesterday across the veil I stared at your bareness
I glanced as we flew, we steamed and rose
Arousing the inner core of the lighted glow
The cord furled throughout in, over and within
The chords echoed in deepening tuned vocals
I stretched my all to touch, to feel, to sense,to see
To press for the unreachable, caress the invisible
Your essence so tangible, irrefutably irresistible
A certainty beyond doubt,above the unknown
A seal of zeal as your pulse still beats in mine
A heart paraded to hold,seasoned for your palate
My sovereign keep raining in the depths of my shore
My essence , the unseen but ever felt!
You belong with someone
Who is built of stronger things
A heart that isn’t crushed
By the sad melodies it sings
But I am made of brittle bones
Of sinew torn and muscles weak
Of a mind that always fails to find
The words that I should speak

My shoulders will not bear the weight
Of your sorrows and mine
Without adding new fractures
To my already splintering spine
Your hands deserve to hold a heart
That warms you at your core
But holding mine will only leave you
Colder than before.
My dear little angel, I  love you,
and know I now, you love me too,
and every moment, was worth it for,
now I've got my, forever more.

Never has, such love been felt,
your every word, makes my heart melt,
we've always been waiting, but oh so soon
the wait will be over, and our love can bloom.
 Dec 2015 Lucy Ryan
Mike Hauser
I need someone to teach me
how to write a love poem

someone to hold my hand
and walk me through

who truly understands
and can keep the words flowing

someone who looks and sounds
just like you
 Dec 2015 Lucy Ryan
phil roberts
I came out of the north-west
Staggering from the storm
The surgeons had repaired my body
And my mind hung by one hinge
So I headed for the coast of Wales
To assume the healing rhythm of the sea
And breathe the briny air
Where no-one knew me
Nor called my worn out name
Sweet freedom in isolation

And so, in smiling solitude
I walked and smoked too much
Staring at the moody ocean
As we all inevitably do
As though it holds answers
And indeed it does
The answer is "being"

One hot but breezy day
I followed the coast from north to south
Not too far but far enough
Until I came upon a harbour
Tiny and insignificant
But a harbour nonetheless
With a clutch of small boats
Bobbing and swaying lazily
On the backwater slack water tide
And somewhere close by
A nautical bell tolled the rhythm
Of an endless heedless movement
And an oddly comfortable melancholy
Rocked me in it's arms
Lost and found
Beginning and end

In as much as everything matters
Though nothing matters much
This place was nothing to me
No more than countless others
But that harbour bell
So patient and so constant
Touched something deeper than knowledge
Perhaps it was the state of my health
Or the glowing heat of the day
But some vulnerable receptor
Vibrated to that gentle toll
I've been in many places in my life
And seen wondrous famous sights
All seared into my minds eye
But their memories will last no longer
Than the haunting harbour bell

                                                By Phil Roberts
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