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Timothy Ward Sep 2017
my quills I aim
right at your soul
were I to bear
fair Cupid's bow

I quiver, tremble
lose control
o cast a glance
so I may know!
Timothy Ward Sep 2017
hands graze
shuddering jolt
my heart skips

sensual fingers
tracing moisture
quivering lips

heated breaths
sinuous twists
enjoining hips
Timothy Ward Sep 2017
An open door
Never a score
Don't use me

Open wounds
Still marooned
Don't abuse me

Crystalline heart
Ethereal parts
Don't break me

If...

You love me true
I'll love you too
Never to leave you
Perhaps someday someone will be deserving and brave enough to share this sacred covenant of two souls searching and wanting to connect in time and space albeit briefly but in a very special way!
  Sep 2017 Timothy Ward
Brent Kincaid
I want leaders who know how to lead.
I want people I can trust to be legal.
I want people who don’t sell off forests
And pull the feathers of the American eagle.
I want to hear from Presidents and those
Representatives who are not criminals.
I don’t want to see people get elected
With moral codes that are not despicable.

Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to feel
That our country still looks out for us
Instead of making us want to cry all day
And shout aloud and wail and cuss?

I want to know that I can go to sleep
And wake in the morning in a free nation
Where no laws have been changed that may
Legalize inequality, theft and alienation.
I want to see crooks, no matter how high
Go to prison and stay there for years
And not let them out, no matter why.

Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to feel
That our country still looks out for us
Instead of making us want to cry all day
And shout aloud and wail and cuss?

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if elected folks
Would be held responsible for lies they tell?
Wouldn’t you like to know for sure that
Even famous crooks and killers would go to hell
And spin on some deep level with the devil
With no chance to ever talk heir way out?
Yes, I’d love to see them fined and jailed,
But going to hell? That’s what I’m talking about!
  Sep 2017 Timothy Ward
Riham
Chasing my dreams
To ignore my falls
I been under myself for so long ..
Now am alone with a broken candel that did light my room , it did warme my soul for a midnight Writting , I did write all night
Tear after tear
I had my feelings
Now I need my words
for the love of the world
Believing maybe there's one soul can heal my loneliness ...
I was brave enough to lie at myself for saying I love being alone i love my loneliness
But that loneliness drag my breath under my own Health ...
Timothy Ward Sep 2017
and as i
look deep
into your eyes
i see cruel
expanses of
emptiness and
insecurity and
self
deprivation
i see
me
Timothy Ward Sep 2017
On Pismo Beach
Beside the sea
That autumn eve
You held me free
Etched in my heart
The lovers plea
That I love you
And you love me.

Redwoods lurch
Our seagulls sigh
We kick at waves
Throats run dry
In vain I search
Into your eyes
The tide recedes...
We say goodbye
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