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Oct 10 · 596
Well within my reach
SCHEDAR Oct 10
but,
out of my
hands

So thirsty
My dad is a poet
who can no
longer find his
words

Blessings for healing
Oct 4 · 723
in his own words
SCHEDAR Oct 4
The
WONDER
of
words
wake
the soul

Write On
Write On
Write On
Father of forgetfulness
let your lyrics
bring you back
Oct 4 · 1.1k
parcel
SCHEDAR Oct 4
Wrap me up

address me

handle me with care

send me through channels
of touch

far away from the loneliness
that has stolen
so much
For my dad
Oct 3 · 92
Looking Back
SCHEDAR Oct 3
Didn't
know I was there
while I was
dropping
by
Sep 27 · 1.5k
Trees
SCHEDAR Sep 27
Trees
I know nothing about them
but,
they mean everything
to me
Each one
a branching group of wizards
waving their wands up to
the sky
Inviting the magic of inspiration
Sep 23 · 122
scar tissue
SCHEDAR Sep 23
Wrapped
in rolls of
scar tissue
the memory
can no longer
absorb
the truth
Sep 22 · 113
Romantic Sea
SCHEDAR Sep 22
My home is the ocean with my
Captain of Love
set sail every eve, cruise the stars
up above
To heaven and beyond the sandy beaches we roam
Romantic sea, rescue me
bring me back
home
Sep 20 · 324
A head
SCHEDAR Sep 20
a head full of me

filled

then dumped

now remains
empty

and behind
Sep 16 · 1.2k
Carried
SCHEDAR Sep 16
Falling off
she leaves,
leaves her tree
breaking free
of her majestic mentor
Falling over time,
leaving what she has
learned of truth
behind
Carried upon a
cradle in a breeze,
Tossing about in
crisp, edgy, crimson,
swaying, whirling, dancing
look at me, love me
Sep 9 · 109
SAFE?
SCHEDAR Sep 9
there is no such thing

When you fear living
you die from within
Sep 7 · 141
Untitled
SCHEDAR Sep 7
The sky is crumpling
into blue confetti and
fluffy white ash
joyless celebration of lies
we inhale, backwards
while precious Earth
rotates in disguise
Stand still all, take a deep breath
and walk forward
Break all your mirrors
Avoid witnessing a reflection that
turns it's back on itself
Sep 3 · 266
The Fall
SCHEDAR Sep 3
Sometimes,
in the fall of deep
silent despair
When,
there's nothin left
but prayer
Time builds a staircase,
out of nowhere

With it's every step
brings closer, the clarity
of sound mind
Aug 31 · 81
Little Girl
SCHEDAR Aug 31
She finger paints her universe in song

She dances with precious dollies of all colors, shapes and sizes

She draws everybody closer with her
ever hopeful smile

She stumbles and gentle hands keep her safe and guide her

She grows into a caring woman

She desires that the same love and kindness touch her children as well

She can only hope and  pray 🙏
Aug 31 · 223
The Days I Used To Skip
SCHEDAR Aug 31
What did it mean
to Skip to My Lou?
Didn't matter,
I Loved to
SCHEDAR Aug 29
"Grab what's left of the light"
she mutters while intertwining
her fingers into his
sweet and gentle are his eyes
lost in a vulnerable gaze
watching him ponder
the madness of a memory
he can't make sense of
tunneling blackness, no words
deep thought
waving the moths away
Aug 18 · 116
Cereal
SCHEDAR Aug 18
LOVE
is an
essential
nutrient,
part of a
daily diet
Without it,
there comes
great
imbalance

How come this isn't
listed on the cereal boxes?
Aug 16 · 253
draft
SCHEDAR Aug 16
I am only a draft
I am not meant to feel this cold
I am not black
I am not white
I am made of my colorful mistakes and typos
I am sorry you feel the need
to delete me and start over
Aug 16 · 367
the pearl
SCHEDAR Aug 16
Dove
deep for the pearl
to
give to the girl

There
she leaves you
drowning
Aug 14 · 284
Robbins Rest
SCHEDAR Aug 14
Fire isle ferry,
cherry
fizzy-pop surprise

tutti frutti flave
umbrellas
lick tequila salted skies

Soaked in lemon, seaside breeze
strolling hand in hand

Fleeting footprints fade so fast
on Robbin's Rested
sand
sweet candy crush
memories in beautiful
Fire Island
Aug 10 · 74
Diving For Stars
SCHEDAR Aug 10
Time in squares

cut heavy charged air

into a million

dressed up pixels

Hypnotized,

beneath the high rise

dropping stories of

skyscraper static

strolling

city's delight
Loving NYC
Aug 8 · 221
Torrential Tears
SCHEDAR Aug 8
Day
after
day
hammer away
at gopherwood
preparing
an ark
or
suffer
d
r
o
w
n
i
n
g
in a
flood
of
torrential
tears
Aug 4 · 486
subterranean
SCHEDAR Aug 4
Etched in the ventricles
lying deep within the
fibers of the southern heart
Trading the beat of old blood,
for the fresh iron of youth's heme
the subterranean vessels
release passion
that ignite fires in bellies
changing the shape
of cells,
where escape is an
endless possibility
Aug 3 · 116
Unfamilial Territory
SCHEDAR Aug 3
For now,
we will agree
to disagree..

But, as time
moves on
you may
become
unrecognizable
to me

An unfamilial territory
Aug 2 · 108
live stream
SCHEDAR Aug 2
Remembering the
simplicity
of when
"Live Stream"
used to mean
embracing the
tranquil experience
of flowing water
in a natural
setting
No glitches
Jul 27 · 93
leaving to be Dylan
SCHEDAR Jul 27
Blame,
trapped in a maze of
unwelcomed thoughts
Bumping into walls,
caught, mixing cement out of fear

In grooves of vinyl
tracks, lay lady guilt, spinning a song
weak tonearm
an unweighted needle
keeps skipping back
to the same part of the bridge,
leaving to be Dylan

Plays over and over again
in her head
Jul 26 · 104
Antonie Gets Wet
SCHEDAR Jul 26
The plummer came
to fix her pipes
when he asked her
into the stall
to try it all
to turn it on
see if it works
get wet
they drowned in the
passion in
each other's eyes
hypnotized
without regret
Jul 25 · 168
what did I matter?
SCHEDAR Jul 25
Closer and closer
the sky lowers
kissing my skin
crushing my opinions
into leaks
sending tears down
my cheeks
can't hear the cries
when a whisper
evaporates into lies

Unobserved
am I matter?
Jul 21 · 251
hard-boiled
SCHEDAR Jul 21
Hard boiled eggs
simmer together,
separately
within their shells
holding in the heat
long after

so cool
Jul 19 · 145
Heels
SCHEDAR Jul 19
How do you expect me
to heal
when you keep
stepping all
over me?
Jul 19 · 254
delicate deltoid
SCHEDAR Jul 19
The evening sky is bruised
as scattered are the clouds
lost and confused
bleeding into the surrounding tissue
delicate deltoids
Jul 17 · 824
rear window blues
SCHEDAR Jul 17
drainy, rainy
weepy day,
wishy wipers,
whisk my blues
away
Jul 14 · 71
i apologize
SCHEDAR Jul 14
Looking forward
to runnin *** backwards

again
SCHEDAR Jul 14
Time to put the moon to sleep
hasn't slept in years or weeks,
tucked beneath a
warm blanket of stars
Sharing space with planets,
Jupiter and Mars

Wishing sweet dreams to
our trusty beacon of light
who needs a night off
Lights out
and
Goodnight!
Precious reliable moon
What if he took a night off?
Jul 12 · 146
the drop
SCHEDAR Jul 12
Insults,
like toxic drops
erode self esteem
forming fissures
deeper than
canyons
SCHEDAR Jul 12
At breakfast,
my family politely
asks, that I
gather my thoughts
so by lunch,
they can politely
pick them apart

Dinner is take out
since by then, they have
exhausted their insult quota
and there is no longer a reason
to conversate
or rather, talk that makes us feel small
That which we do to ourselves
Jul 12 · 1.2k
words have wings
SCHEDAR Jul 12
Chased by thoughts
held captive by words
Written down
free as
birds
Jul 11 · 108
WELL
SCHEDAR Jul 11
Think
from a
well of
words
and your
mind
will never
thirst
Jul 10 · 112
Martha Graham
SCHEDAR Jul 10
Exhausted slumber,
in deepest Lamentation,
enveloped by my own skin,
Blood Memory of her
seeps in

Dancestry transforms
as art knocks
at my door
I am reminded by
her spirited moves that,
Every Soul is a Circus

Life cycles
in contractions and
slow releases
of breath

Beaming
clavicles reach up to
behold morning's sunrise

As golden rays
tirelessly
leap upon the stage
of a brand new season,
Appalachian Spring

Rescued by the
graceful universe of
contemporary
dance
An ode to Martha Graham, her book ,
"Blood Memory" and
choreographed dances,
"Lamentation"
"Every Soul is a Circus"and
"Appalachian Spring"
With hopes to see Martha Graham Dance Company perform again in NYC
Jul 10 · 93
shrinking hemisphere
SCHEDAR Jul 10
Like a falling star
you fell out of the sky
you hit the ground
but kept on falling,
falling and falling
How many times
have I dug you up?
Lent you a helping hand?
Now you've pulled me in with you
deeper, deeper and deeper
Rolling in the mud

Following behind a
trail of fallen stars
within our shrinking
hemisphere
Jul 8 · 119
When changing seasons
SCHEDAR Jul 8
I
embrace
all my
poles
Jul 8 · 67
submerged
SCHEDAR Jul 8
Sometimes there is
just
not enough soap
to wash my self
off
Jul 8 · 347
pressing
SCHEDAR Jul 8
My nail beds are sore
from all the pressing
Jul 4 · 120
Post Traumatic Growth
SCHEDAR Jul 4
Thank you
Hello Poetry
for this
creative outlet
to grow as
a writer
SCHEDAR Jul 3
But,
what kind of
time can I tell
without art?
Jul 3 · 1.1k
wind-up doll
SCHEDAR Jul 3
Pretty little wind-up doll
wound up in the wrong hands

Was going through the motions
for too long

Years of tinkering
with her gears

she springs out of control

Repairs include
conserving energy and
resting her joints to
revitalize connectivity

She will no longer
be entertaining in your
playpen

You broke her
Jul 3 · 84
Far Gone
SCHEDAR Jul 3
Looking into the distance
of a long, lost existence
A silhouette that once danced to be free
She's so far away from me now
I can hardly
see
Jun 29 · 361
SUPEREGO
SCHEDAR Jun 29
when I look up
at all the ego I have left
to climb
just to summit victory
a top of a rhyme

Find a phonebooth
jump into a cape
outrun the id
in me,
before it
escapes
Jun 28 · 158
candy necklace
SCHEDAR Jun 28
"STOP!"
I'd yell to the
ice cream man
while running out of breath
just to buy a 🍭🍬
candy band to stretch
around my neck
A clavicle mixed in
lickable spit of
oranges, yellows,
and blues
all the sugar a neighborhood
smart mouth
could possibly ever chew.

missing all the very sweet moments
Jun 27 · 560
girdle
SCHEDAR Jun 27
Oh, what a rare,
and brilliant
diamond was
I

Now set in
your collection
not
worth a
dime



to you
never lose your value
always
be brilliant
SCHEDAR Jun 26
Raised with such
critical safety guidelines,
un- thank you!

Now your,"if something
should happen"
watered down my life to
'nothing ever
happens"
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