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 Jul 2018 Vivi Greene
1923
bookends
 Jul 2018 Vivi Greene
1923
honesty
honestly, she says
"this [book] has meant so much to me
and it's not like it ends terribly
just not how you would think"

she hands me over Silverstein -
a copy of The Missing Piece
with that note she wrote inside for me


and it ends just like you'd think
The Missing Piece is a book by Shel Silverstein about a circle with a slice of itself missing. It sings about the missing piece and rolls along in search of it. After finding pieces that don't fit, it eventually finds one that fits perfectly. With the missing piece, the circle can roll faster than ever - but it can no longer sing and it can no longer slow down to appreciate the things it used to (like the company of a worm or butterfly). The circle discovers it felt more complete without the missing piece and begins singing and rolling happily on its own.
 Jul 2018 Vivi Greene
soliana
she gave me her nudes
she was bare
and naked
and so out
and open
and i willingly
accepted it
because it wasnt the nudes
that showed her body
the physical aspects
that made her beautiful
it was the words
she didnt choose
and the spontaneity
that left her
either from her lips
or her fingers
or ink

she was as bare
as her nudes
and i accepted
her for her.
10:02 PM 5/1/2018
at the edge of the abyss, these rugged bones have found a home.
at least, for now.
a time to rest. although, alone is what is best to just reflect,
the edge is sitting next to nothingness disguised as flesh and breath.

o', what a test. must reflect.

reflection staring into cores of this detest.
must reflect.

into the cores of this existence. into origins of sentence.
finding ways away from mischief, while the edge is in the distance

run away and run away. never stay.
for, it is not for resting.
only for the blessing. learn a lesson.
never stress and never stay.
just run away.
for, it is not for resting.
 Jul 2018 Vivi Greene
She Writes
There is too much regret
In unspoken words
The quiet thoughts
Whispered only to the moon

There is too much longing
In wishful thinking
Daydreams
Can quickly become a nightmare

There are too many tears
Spilled onto pillows
Over suffering and longing
From words unsaid
 Jul 2018 Vivi Greene
Jamie
Maybe
 Jul 2018 Vivi Greene
Jamie
Maybe 10 years from today,
Maybe only 1 year away,
Or even just 1 day,
I will be able to say...
Words that should be said
 Jul 2018 Vivi Greene
JL Smith
You said it hurts,
But it cuts me deeper
I yearned for you to say it
Yet here I am, still playing mind reader

My brain's shut down
While my heart continues bleeding
Echoes of our love
Linger on while I'm grieving

© JL Smith
 Jul 2018 Vivi Greene
JL Smith
There's a part of me
Who wants to love the hell out of you,
But there's a piece of me
That lacks the trust to believe
You won't leave me
Dancing with the devil

© JL Smith
I feel like I've been stretching the boundaries of our love
and this has left us wondering just how far we can shove
the real gift of life which brings so many people together
helping them get through the vicissitudes of the weather.

You must know the feeling as well and wonder about it too
because it doesn't seem to be anything we could say is new.
This relationship of ours is held together by a slender thread
though at times it resembles being nothing more than dead.
______
written in 2018
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