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 Nov 2013 Erin
Francisco DH
I smile
When she looks into the review mirror with that one look
Telling me with a blink that I should lie.
I smile
when I watch him whisper words of honey into her ears.
I smile
when all seems lost
When all must not know what is happening

But I cry only on the inside
 Nov 2013 Erin
Nicole Alyse
Vagabond
 Nov 2013 Erin
Nicole Alyse
I have spent most of my twenties,
living out of suitcases and shacking up with
madmen.

A gypsy, on an eternal search
for four walls,
that smell of
fresh paint.
And a warm body--- to press against mine,
if only (and usually)
temporarily.

As the months pass by in my
fancy, new cage---
I become restless, stifled and stagnant.

I’m a like a leaf on a branch,
waiting to blow
aimlessly in the wind
and a footprint,
waiting to embed itself into the soil
of places
I haven’t yet walked.

I am a pair of eyes
waiting to penetrate their gaze,
onto the symmetrical features,
of foreign faces,
I haven’t yet seen.

I am a nomad,
who cannot grasp,
the conception of home.
All I know how to do
is pack my bags
and
          keep
                         moving.
 Nov 2013 Erin
Katlyn Orthman
They say "I hope you die,"
and I reply "I wish."
 Nov 2013 Erin
R
Murphy III
 Nov 2013 Erin
R
i miss you.
i miss those late night texts asking if i was awake.
i miss hearing you play the piano.
i miss the way your hand felt in mine.
i miss you.

i miss the way you joked around with me.
i miss how we always got so close, and i always pulled away.
i regret doing that because now i realize
how much i miss you.

i miss you
and all that you do
and all that you are
and what you will be.

i miss the videos you'd send me
or the thoughts we'd share,
or the stories we'd tell
in times of despair.

i miss the sound of your voice
on a hot sunday night
through the phones speakers
everything felt just so right.

i miss you
and all that you are
and all that i am
regrets leaving you so far.
 Nov 2013 Erin
Ann M Johnson
We are miles apart from various backgrounds
We are gathered together with a common love of poems and writing
The sky's the limit on what we can share
We have formed a bond and made friends that share our love of the written word
The friendships forged here have been strong, we feel like we have been friends for years
We look out for our fellow poets and they know we really care
Here on this site, I have found my voice which had been silent for far to long
I can write about many things with out fear of judgement
I can read many wonderful poems and hear your voice too
I am glad I listened to my daughter when she set me up on Hello Poetry on my Birthday
It has been a gift that keeps on giving, here I have found a Virtual Home.
 Nov 2013 Erin
Lily Espy
Fangirl.
 Nov 2013 Erin
Lily Espy
Another


You say I don't know I'm beautiful,
But it's you.
You don't know.
And you'll never know.

In your eyes,
I'm just another one.
In my eyes,
You're just the only one.

I notice the little things,
But don't we all?
Notice me!

And it's so hard to explain.
Because I love you.
Truly, Madly, Deeply falling.

And I'd like to think I'm special,
Different.
Like I'll walk by,
And you'll follow.
And you won't.

But I love you.

In your eyes,
I'm just another fangirl.
In my eyes,
You're my everything.
Again, not my poem. If I don't put my (l.e.) thing there, then it's not mine. But this poem explains my **** life, okay.
 Nov 2013 Erin
adam hicks
this is for the queer kids
who are taught their ABC's
but not their L's, G's, B's and T's
for the Russian government and the I.O.C
who deny Russian queers their visibility
to the people who call me "******"
i wear your name-calling like a pink triangle
stitched to my sleeve
for the Harvey Milk's, the Christine Burns'
and every queer in between
to the allies who do more than say
"your sexuality is okay with me"
for the Jamaican trans* teen
who was murdered needlessly
to the television networks
who portray LGBT individuals positively
for the radical queers
the POC queers
the genderqueers
the queers who have felt excluded
this is for you
for us
this is a celebration
and an ultimatum
we are here
we are queer
& we will do more
than survive.
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