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472 · Jun 2015
Night Terror
Willard Wells Jun 2015
Night comes creeping with the gradual fading of light,
Slipping into the darkness of my mind as the light leaves the day.

Thoughts of what I have done up to this point put at bay.
What is to become of me in this life, I cannot be shaped like a piece of clay

Starting when young the treatments I learned
Attempting to control the active mind that runs my world.

Patience and control were not within my grasp.
Trying to slow the information that leaves me out of control.

Lack of control and hiding from much of life.
Fear to go out of my house whether day or night

Now becoming my prison I cannot get out
Sitting in my closet to limit my space to control

There is no end in sight and I see no light
Just the darkness within as the voices yell out more,

More Terror Tonight.
This is about many that have issues in life. My part of this is very small and I do see the light.
472 · Dec 2015
Beach Dawn
Willard Wells Dec 2015
fog lifting early
as the sun brings a new day
and beachcombers play

sand wet from wave washed
shores squishing between toes as
children run and play

waves crash over rocks
as sea gulls float on light breeze
searching for a mate
470 · Oct 2015
Finding the Light
Willard Wells Oct 2015
Sun no longer
shining in the sky.
Clouds taking over
blocking the blue.

Sadness and despair
comes around me now.
Lack of light
and cold in the air.

Winter is near
and depression close behind.
Looking at every day
as a dark night within my life.

Darkness and lack of light
bring me sadness and grief.
In my mind thoughts
run deep into darkness.

I cannot despair
or lose my mind.
I must pull together
and find the light.
469 · Jul 2015
Refugee
Willard Wells Jul 2015
Morning comes early in the camp,
as we wake to another day.
Collecting water is what comes first,
so we can wash and cook before we play.

Our home is a tent,
among a thousand more.
Leaving our town and friends behind
in an effort to stay alive and nothing more.

Five days in the desert
we escaped a brutal land.
Crossing the border
to find a new peaceful land.

We have no money
or worldly goods.
But, with mother, father and sister too,
we are still a family with love.

Looking for a Home!
468 · Jul 2015
God's Tease
Willard Wells Jul 2015
baked daily by heat
God teasing and giving hope
it just sprinkled rain
Another dry day in California
459 · Jun 2015
Big Picture
Willard Wells Jun 2015
Moon circles the earth
Earth revolving around sun
Floating flecks of dust
458 · Jul 2016
Goodbye To The Pearl
Willard Wells Jul 2016
My final night standing on the rooftop,
looking out over the city of Manila.
Clouds hanging heavy overhead,
streets wet from a late night rain.

Knowing this is my last night
with the beautiful people
I have met on my journey,
a sadness descends over me.

Reflections of my journey
fill my mind as I sleep.

Then as the dawn comes,
I awaken to sunrise for
the last time with
the Philippine Sea in the distance.

A new day for millions of people,
struggling to make a meager existence,
often from the trash around them,
hoping for just one meal for their family.

You give a few pesos hoping
to help a few, but knowing
the struggle will continue,
but with a happiness that escapes most of my world.

So as my final day has arrived,
heading to a jet plane,
I will never forget the
friends I have made.

The smiles I have seen,
happy people who have faith,
to take on another day,
with hope, that their day will come.

I will leave a little piece
of my heart, mind, and soul,
with the beautiful people,
that have touched me deeply.

So now I do not say goodbye, but until we meet again my friends.
After one month in the Philippines
455 · Dec 2015
Holidays
Willard Wells Dec 2015
Thanksgiving now past
black Friday thing of the past
holiday season

slicing the turkey
stuffing with cranberry sauce
a sandwich is made

Christmas time is here
gifts mistletoe and good cheer
and goodnight to all
455 · Nov 2015
Paris 11/13/2015
Willard Wells Nov 2015
as the day ends now
we lost more lives around world
values of life gone

keep watch when you walk
beware when out and about
pray for peace on earth

in the name of faith
since beliefs someones birth rights
some meet God tonight
454 · Feb 2016
Seriously Speaking
Willard Wells Feb 2016
The view that we have
when looking from the realm
of the third eye,
is meant to create an understanding,
of accepted ideas,
within the realm of the known
individual universe of our own minds.
It can be miss-interpreted if taken too seriously.
454 · Jan 2016
Finding Center
Willard Wells Jan 2016
Wanting to center myself,
a journey into the woods
would likely suffice.

I started out early,
about a quarter of 10.
Started off to find my center.

By reaching back to nature
to find a grounded centered me.
My Zen soul had to be found.

Sun breaking through canopied trees.

Oh wait, I have to stop!
This is the place!

Beyond this point,
my computer won't work,
I think I just lost WiFi.
454 · Jun 2015
A Man I Knew
Willard Wells Jun 2015
He was honest and loyal throughout his life
To family and friends plus stranger to boot

Grew up poor and so valued his life
Moving on to find his place in the world

From small town boy, to big city guy
He always kept his eye on the prize

He worked in the fields, then flipped burgers to learn
Before moving on to more adventures in life

He did love to gamble and did it for life
But everyone has to have some adventure rather than strife

Friends of my mother introduced them for dinner
And a romance was to be had far beyond the night

Marriage came next as he made her his wife
And they started an adventure as they planned their life

From state to state they chased the work
Farm work to pipe-fitter

On to a factory and then to a mill
Then back to a mill and a place of his own

He worked in a store and made many friends
And then moved the adventure ahead

With a cafe to run
And family to share

He had simple taste
And dressed with style

And when he did pass
I sent him in style and little of his life

A fedora for style so he'd be dressed for a date
A watch on his wrist since he never would be late

With a final good bye and a touch of his face
I slipped a snickers into the place

Cause if there's one thing he'd miss, It was the sweet tooth he'd had since he was a youth.
As father's day approaching I needed something for dad.
450 · May 2015
Angel In Life
Willard Wells May 2015
Laying in bed with a book
Reading to bring me relief
At peace with life
Feel so relaxed, I know I will sleep

The hour grows late
My love comes to bed
Truly at peace with life
Feel so relaxed, I know I will sleep

She moves up close
Snuggles up tight
At peace with life
So relaxed, I know I will sleep

As she touches my body
And drifts off
Now truly at peace with life
So relaxed, that I drift off to sleep

She's my angel in life that brings me peace
Did some minor changes to this piece
449 · Jul 2016
Island Girl Live
Willard Wells Jul 2016
Her eyes like dark chocolate,
her hair fine like silk.
The delicate features.
Keep my Island Girl dream alive.

To hold her in my arms,
kissing her soft lips.
Her soft breast against me,
brings my dream alive.
A "Rose" by any other name.
447 · Oct 2015
Chocolate Chip
Willard Wells Oct 2015
Milk, semi and white
flour, sugar, eggs and then beat
yum cookie taste treat
Goof for the day
445 · May 2015
Sweet Dandelion Wine
Willard Wells May 2015
She's sweet in my memory
As dandelion wine

We were sitting together
Living life fine

Now we are together
For all time

Since shared together
A great day

By the  Dock of the bay.
444 · May 2015
Awake
Willard Wells May 2015
Morning sun peeks
Over the horizon
Dew drops cover
Blades of grass

Birds early morning Song
The rooster crows
Small creatures stir
As night owls sleep

Another night has passed
With moon
And stars
Crossing a darkened sky

Awake now
Humans of earth
Take count of your blessings
Blessings for eternity
444 · Aug 2016
Daily Blood
Willard Wells Aug 2016
another day gone
blood soaking into the ground
there's reason for death
just another useless life
snatched away just to appease
the daily news body count.
441 · Jul 2017
Changing Times
Willard Wells Jul 2017
In years past, young boys became men early. Women were quiet, demur in their outward image.

Today, watching the actions of so many young men, they seem to have trouble developing into grown men, continuing in their youthful ways. Women have taken on a more commanding roll. Slowly gathering the wealth of the world from the young men who failed to become men. Hopefully in the long term, women will also help bring peace to the world.
434 · Jan 2017
People of the Night
Willard Wells Jan 2017
Laying in the dark.
Thoughts racing down
the hallways of my mind.

Looking for sleep
to end this day.
attempting to escape the noise.

The darkness before my eyes,
gives me pause.
Realizing I am not alone.

But one of the many,
People of the night.
428 · Dec 2015
Christmas Gift To Me 2015
Willard Wells Dec 2015
A Christmas text
the only choice
to a long lost voice.

Loving her so dear,
a child so missed,
I try to send a Christmas wish.

As sweet words inked
the message link,
I felt proud to share my love of her.

About three lines were on the text
just as I write this down
and I burst in tears,
memories rushing back.

I hope she hears
or reads my words,
and knows my love.

I can take anything
she may bring to me,
cause any pain I feel,
is to not see her.
I always ask for a Christmas gift. I believe, I believe.
418 · May 2015
Insomniac??
Willard Wells May 2015
Sometimes my yesterday's and today's become one

Sleep deprived with no sleep

Adrenaline flowing on a slow drip

It flows through my veins to my brain

Brings me to a point where I am still reasonable sane
417 · Feb 2017
Hanging on the Edge
Willard Wells Feb 2017
Sitting on the edge of reality in my altered state,
A place referred by me as near a Zombie like world.
Not functioning in a normal way,
But possibly leaning too far off the Edge of the blade,
keeping the true light of the reality of life in sight.
415 · Jun 2017
Life's Moments
Willard Wells Jun 2017
Savor each moment, not because it may be your last, but because it may be the greatest moment in your life.
414 · Jun 2015
The Locket (Senryu)
Willard Wells Jun 2015
Heart to wear on chain
With just these words from Daddy
Love you forever
Father and daughter
413 · Jan 2016
It's Not That Bad
Willard Wells Jan 2016
Sitting with my thoughts this night.
Not sure of my future
which seems to not exist.

Taking my time now to check the edge.
Shiny and smooth with the sharpness
of a surgeon's scalpel.

Leaving nothing to chance tonight,
I've locked all the doors and windows tight.
Disconnected the phone, even stopped the mail.

They say a hot bath will do the trick,
feeling no pain as the blade comes down.
Skillfully across my wrist, from the outside in.

Slowly now, but deep enough
I failed before, but not this time
Success is mine, I wait no more, the time is now.

Feeling better now, very relaxed,
drifting into a very dark sleep,
as I say goodnight, but really goodbye.
" Delusional state " I am fine, statement only
411 · Dec 2015
Solstice Peace
Willard Wells Dec 2015
A neutral day of light,
day and night matched in time as solstice nears.

Morning light slipping
between clouds to light the morning sky.

Looking on my love,
her head she lays upon my arm.
Reaching across to hold me close.

Then a gentle murmur from her lips of peace,
as again she drifts off to sleep.
In her protected comfort zone.

Smiling now myself, knowing,
I gave her a safe place to rest and be at peace.
Please for give name change from Her Peace.
411 · Jun 2015
Mother Earth
Willard Wells Jun 2015
Sitting in the shadow of the afternoon light.
Filtered by the canopy of green.
As the heat waves spiral upward into the open air.

Watching the shadows of light and dark,
As the sun makes flashing streams through the canopy above
Not moving and lightly breathing,
Listening to the earth, to hear her breath.

Silence is needed to hear her.
Her voice is soft, but don't let that fool you.
If we don't heed the warning and mend our ways,

Mother Nature will step up and unleash her rage
There's no stopping her once she is cross
So in that peaceful moment
When she speaks softly

Please take notice
Once she has spoken, she won't say it twice
She'll just demolish everything in site!!
Are we listening
408 · Oct 2019
Pathway
Willard Wells Oct 2019
Waking to the light
Darkness follows near
Reach out to the light
406 · Jan 2016
Edge of Never Never land
Willard Wells Jan 2016
Sometimes in thoughtful
repose just riding a wave,
crus'in along in a surreal world,
appearing rather vacant you see.

I hang way out
on the edge of
never never land,
in the shadows close to the dark,

My return is generally,
in the blink of an eye.
So don't be deceived
by the view, you may see.

No matter words
or actions all
I never lose perspective
And really never go,

Completely out of control!
404 · Nov 2015
Dream Love
Willard Wells Nov 2015
missing you tonight
I left dreams on my pillow
hoping you'd find them

I left a kiss there
as I held you in my arms
until the morning
404 · Jan 2016
Renewal
Willard Wells Jan 2016
Time to renew life,
time to end life,
beginning of a new year.

That choose to renew or end life,
lays in the hands of each of us.
Individually we make choices.

So as you go about your day,
the rest of your life, your future
rest with you, not someone else.

What decision you make
for the path you select
to go forward in your life today.
This will guide you to
beauty with optimistic view.

Go the pessimist road,
you find road blocks continually in your path,
your own mind holding you back.
" It maybe fodder, but the first of the year. "
403 · Dec 2016
Celebration of Birth
Willard Wells Dec 2016
The time of year to praise our Lord.
Give thanks for the gift.
We celebrate this time of year,
the birth of our savior Jesus, Apostle of God.
Willard Wells Dec 2015
Traveling down
highways, byways,
causeways and boulevards.

I find in reality,
this place,
my mind is a
never-ending maze.

Of spinning wheels
of little boxes,
compartments all.
Stacked quite high.

Well above my eyes,
I look up and see
the flashing light,
reflected off
the cold dark wings.

I envision them to save
some time,
the monkey flight,
on Dorothy's night.

I pay them no mind
like they are bats
after fleas.
To clear the air.

They can be such pest.
Interrupting,
some beautiful thoughts.
As they think of their real intent.

It's time to get in
their face
and make something
quite clear.

When they came here,
it was not my choice,
but I gave in
at first in fear.

Time was short
and I observed
their fate if
I refuse to care.

So in the end,
I give them their due
in a limited space.
And share that space.

As I chase these words.
But if they get in the way
no matter the condition I'm in.
Just kick'im aside.

Cause they only thrive on fear!
What a ride. Where did all that come from.
399 · Jan 2016
Sad Day
Willard Wells Jan 2016
Today became sad for me,
emptiness my feeling inside.
So dark this place, the hallways I pace,
within my own mind. Examining each file with care.

Searching for what is apparently
beyond my control.
Now a little speck of light has shined through,
the vision is dark.

I realized today, that in life,
many memories have a greater effect,
but with a hard sharper edge that cuts extra deep.
Down through the bone, straight to the soul.

I died a little today,
a little more than yesterday.
Moments in life, child,
divorce, accidents, spousal dispute or perhaps death.

It has come to my conscious mind
that with each tragic event
a small piece of us dies.
Which would explain why I feel dead inside.
394 · Jul 2016
A Conscious Heart
Willard Wells Jul 2016
Drawn to you like a moth
to a flame by your beauty.
I must take leave before
the heat of the moment
overtakes the future,
clouding my judgment.

Your beauty can carry you far
but your mind is the solution
to change your future.
Bringing you to a brighter place,
with a future not found
within the confines of this place.
393 · May 2015
Warm Honey
Willard Wells May 2015
Love is like warm honey
Slowly rolling
Off the end of your tongue

When you first
Feel your pulse
Your heart

Then the quickening
Of your breath
Smelling the scent

As it rises
You inhale
Feeling more excitement

Your heart is racing
Now she is close
Passing by

The brush of her
Arm against your thigh
And as she passes

You grasp the table
And your espresso too
Before you fall down

You'll be back tomorrow
At the same time
For another scent or a touch

Which is a lovely way to start your day
392 · May 2015
Blues Kinda Day
Willard Wells May 2015
You hear BB King
And you love the blues
You have Buddy Guy
And he can make you fly

As **** and the boys
Scream again once more
When you hear the blues
It's a soulful ride

It's memories
Of pain
Of love
Maybe lost or won

But with the blues
Love, ***** and drugs
It may be a blur
Or a faded memory

If you remember at all!

But no matter
The pain or
Loss of love
You'll always have the blues
Sitting listening to BB. RIP
392 · Jan 2016
Coffee and Music
Willard Wells Jan 2016
music waves in air
coffee time relaxing me
God did good today
392 · Jul 2015
First Drought
Willard Wells Jul 2015
The elusive golden orb arises again,
In the land of clouds and rain.
The peasants gather to find water
And shelter from the evil demon light in the sky.

It's burned their crops,
And dried their land
Searching for relief and water wherever they can.
Starving and dying on a desolate earth.
Evolution of a drought, It's not new.
391 · Jul 2015
Fleeting Moments
Willard Wells Jul 2015
Saying I love your touch

Showing I love your eyes.

Still I love your lips.

Silky I love your skin.

Stating you're my everything.

Showering you with  thank yous.

Standing up to say I love you.

Moments can be gone forever.
Never let that moment pass.
You'll bring happiness,
You'll bring joy.

A moment in time can change a life,
So never let that Fleeting Moment Pass.
I have reworked this a number of time. This is the final. Let me know what you think. this may just stink. I like the concept, but???
386 · Feb 2016
Sweet Peaches (Tanka)
Willard Wells Feb 2016
dancing in the moon
glow reflecting on my night
with my love in life
arms holding close while kisses
find the taste of sweet peaches
384 · Aug 2015
Beginnings (Senryu)
Willard Wells Aug 2015
blind date and it starts
her eyes bright and smile so cute
maybe I found love

meeting for dinner
discussing our lives each one
finding common ground

coming together
making a home and a life
never be apart

finally words said
bringing joy and happiness
love you forever
384 · Feb 2016
Blink of An Eye (Tanka)
Willard Wells Feb 2016
inside my own mind
looking out, then realizing
my loves like this life
it can be destroyed by me
or saved by blink of an eye
383 · Jan 2016
Survived
Willard Wells Jan 2016
It was just a little town
in the boot-heel of Missouri
Cotton fields, sand, farming,
poverty all around.

My daddy was from this little town,
coming home with his wife,
pregnant with child to give
birth in his hometown.

All had gone smooth
as the time came to give birth.
Dad came in as mother screamed,
nurses pushing him out down three floors.

Bell ring ground floor
turning to go back up again.
Then met by the nurse
with doctor moving near.

Your wife we can save
but not your child,
now go back down
you'll just have to wait.

The adventure continued a few hours more
up to the top floor,
to be sent down again.
Smoking two packs of Camels,
as he paced the floor.

When all was said and done,
mom's welcoming dad,
holding me up in her proud arms.
That was the beginning of my journey.

Chasing Death Ever Since!
383 · Jan 2016
My Child (circa 1966)
Willard Wells Jan 2016
My Child

a poem by Catherine Z. Wells

How quickly you have grown my child.
All gone the days when you were small.

How Quickly time has flown my child.
Summer, Winter, spring and fall

If we could just return my child,
to days, you sat upon my knee.

Oh how my heart does yearn, my child,
Your dimpled smile again to see.

But you are now a family man,
no longer mine to hold your hand.

You have a different life, my child.
Love her, but keep me in your sight.

It may not always show, my child,
the love I hold so deep within.

But know that it is always there,
will always be, has always been.

Mother
Today I found a hand written work that my mother wrote to me. I have never seen it before and I know of not other work of her. This is very special.
Willard Wells Mar 2017
This is not a political message and yet I have approved it.

I was back reading all the humor in the news, you know politics. I was just wondering how many people suddenly reflected on someone that they personally avoided because of their radical thoughts, then suddenly they see them agreeing. Is this a bonding moment or do we rethink what we think is the correct position on the issue?


I will revisit this in a few days and see if after some sleep and rest, if the landscape improves in any direction. Beginning to feel like when I lived in Alaska but for a different reason.


There I needed a break from isolation and cold, well I guess it is closer to the same, than I thought. Peace be with you all as I return to the planet from which I came.
380 · Nov 2015
Soldiers Journey
Willard Wells Nov 2015
looking skyward now
searching the heavens on high
stars shining brightly

shadows of dark clouds
blocking the light of dark night
leaving me searching
on this dreary night

as the cold cuts deep inside
a beacon of light
shines in front of me
moving faster to the light

a candle on the sill
to guide the way home
a beacon of light for soldiers
returning from war
Veteran Day 2015
377 · May 2015
Duty (Senryu)
Willard Wells May 2015
Called up by country
Soldier defends his homeland
    Raise the Flag to them
Respect to all our defenders and all that have fought for truth
376 · Jun 2015
Silky Skin (Senryu)
Willard Wells Jun 2015
Her skin soft as silk
Fingers gently touching her
Drifting off to sleep
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