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Chris Apr 2020
You'll never know
That I'm thinking of you
All that space
All that time.
Apart
But a time will arrive,
Don't know where
Don't know when
We'll meet
Again some sunny day
Chris Apr 2020
These eighteen hours long
The clock's gone back
The presence of darkness closes in
Like a warm fuzzy wall
Shrinking the room
Nauseous in my core
Stretching Shrinking
Suddenly I breath
I can experience
A normal night
I can feel the night when it closes in.
Chris Apr 2020
That's dead
Once alive
Once the wit of fools
And the wise
Not worth the comment
But here it is
Lying in the scruples of current eyes
Frozen in the cold water of rejection
Lost in time's pathway
Resting in nostalgia
Chris Apr 2020
The Freckled Frog
The freckled frog
Went cra-rog ca-rog
Sitting by the sandy sog
Of the bog
The dappled  dog
Went fa-rog fa-rog
And set about her business
She silently slid slippering
Closing closer clumping
Sprightly springing
Mighty mouth munching
That frog was no more
Chris Apr 2020
Corona
Fulcrum of our time
Turning our civilization from past to future
Marking and turning it back again in a different shade
The billy goats against the troll
But the troll will loose in the end
Chris Apr 2020
5d
Sorrow
Why do men cry
Whether the stiff upper lip or the effluence of the eye
Silently falling  down the face
Effecting the triangle of death
The imperceptible tremor of the throat
Or the silent cry inside When nothing comes out  The expressionless expression on the face
Why do men cry
The memories of men set
Or boil over

Written by
Chris
(61/M/NZ)
Chris Apr 2020
My life has become a  nuclear reactor
There are control rods
I just have to find them
Like boiling eggs they calm the darkening sky
Letters of love lighten lengths of darkened patches
Arms stretch up fall down
Space peace
My honey
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