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he doesn't know it
but when i lay in his bed
my mind is stringing together
adjectives and airy phrases,
trying unsuccessfully to
pin down the emotions
he breathes into me.

he doesn't know it
but when i kiss his skin,
i imagine my lips
peppering his chest
neck and arms with
ink stains that morph
into words like "lover"
and "darling".

he doesn't know it
but the smile he shares
with me under the covers
is pressed firmly
into the corners
of my heart,
begging to be immortalized
in words.
Under heavy fire from enemy forces
I hide behind a concrete barrier.
Blind fire spray
take out a man and a woman.
tumble behind a wall, pop up
Shoot a third.
run down a corridor. Spot a fellow soldier
"group up!"
as we Charlie's angels back to back. He immediately drops to the ground.
"Evan!" no time to mourn. I'm in cross hairs
run down a tunnel watching my back.
Turn around to spot the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.
Wearing the wrong color.
Tread quietly up behind her.
before she can even see me,
hold hip, hand tangled in hair,
kiss her against a barrier.
while she's stunned.
We lock eyes and exchange smirks.
I Shoot her.

"You fight *****!" she screams, as her vest beeps and recharges
Coming to life just in time to get revenge before I'm completely out of site.

when the game was over we
told war stories.
"We need to do that again sometime!"
 Oct 2015 Theresa M Rose
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Tornado
 Oct 2015 Theresa M Rose
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Letting go what might have been,
Fighting demons, courting sin,
Alone and far too lost to win,
Another day upon my chin,
Holding on, breathing in,
Running on adrenaline,
A new war within,
Just me and pen,
Synthetic skin,
Wearing thin,
Begin again,
Spin.
I still hope that we could regain
the love that we once had for
each other.

I still hope we could say
all those ''i love you's'' and have
the courage to mean it.

I still hope that until the end of this
battle it'll still be you and i.
 Oct 2015 Theresa M Rose
torrey
I'll celebrate today
Like I'm meant to stay
I'll laugh and play
Along, accepting broken praise
Please still know
I'll be thinking of you, my favorite foe
Surrounded by faces and voices
But still I miss your noises
Shouldn't want to spend my time with you
Shouldn't give in to your deception
With you, I always make an exception
It started with a stumble
Suddenly I was falling in with your rubble
Just a fragment of your heart
A sliver of your chest
Whatever happened to the rest?
Happy birthday to me
And all I should be
But still I'm wishing
I could be celebrating with thee
I wrote this on my birthday a few weeks ago
Last days hopeless,
myxomatosis

Ridden like a champion,
Diseased then deceased.

Rest in peace chief and the secrets you keep.

What lies beneath the surface seas is beneath me and beyond comprehension.

Did I forget to mention that I could see in the dark?

Rip your thesis part and take us back to the start.

A sharp dart, stupid, is all it takes Cupid to bring us together in cells and effect the brains nucleus.

But these bad habits won't change our tactics;
slapstick style remains in the temperance of saints and frustrates until we meet again...

Don't lose focus,
myoxmatosis.

The disease spreads like wildfire,
the wildfires spread like disease.

RIP please, just rest in peace.
Radiohead inspired
A hollow point bullet  , fired , rifled through barrel , targeting steel resolve , fragmenting , striking ten combatants with one fatal shot ! A wood canoe with confident oarsman , fighting thirty foot ocean swells , hurricane winds and storm surge ! Swan dive over Horseshoe Falls , disappearing within the rocks , returned to the surface laughing , emboldened and unharmed ! Pressure cooker explosives , detonated beside large crowds with zero injuries , homicidal schizophrenic empties his magazine in a theater with no casualties ! Random killing in the name of religion with just cause , fundamental rationality ! Convincing people to try compassion , tolerance and moderation ! Forgetful , carefree , unharmed , thankful citizens impinged , ***** by the three percent , courtesy of Wall Street !
Copyright October 26 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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