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the death rattle
of the rain on glass
wind howling
in the eaves
i feel the earth
start shaking
as time's shuttle
loops and weaves

all that is within me
wants to turn and run
but i know that i must
stay here
and finish what's begun

within
three days of darkness
ghosts gibbering
ghoulish glee
i don't believe in
fairytales
but this wickedness
i see!

i'm hiding out
within the halls
of a fortress strong and tall
I would not have
been able to brave this
without these
sturdy walls

so, c'mon wolf!
just huff n' puff
try to ******* down!
squint your eyes
***** up your face
wear that bad ol' frown!

i await my destiny
with backbone
and with tact

I LIVE IN A
BRICK HOUSE!


and brother,

THAT'S A FACT!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/15/2016
My father is back from the hospital.
He doesn't have cancer
But there are other issues
It will require all the strength
within me to handle what's ahead.

But i have considerable strength within
I HAVE JESUS CHRIST

I must go to bed now
It's 3am. I've been up all night
assisting my dad

PLEASE PRAY

---
Tragedy's shadow
So
Easy to miss
If you're
Not looking
For
It.
 Feb 2016 William A Poppen
martin
The pleasure is mine
in a glass of wine

My pleasure is you
in the things that you do

The pleasure is ours
in all the shared hours
we are able to spend together

They're worth more than gold
or riches untold
a pleasure we'll treasure for ever
.
.
.
So I seem a little awkward baby
You dismiss this gift inside
Pass your judgment in fast forward
On something you ain’t never tried
We could take this to the dance floor baby
We could take this to the bed
But it ain’t worth the sweatin’ baby
If you can’t get me outta my head

So close I can taste you
And you generate that heat
If I could get inside your skin
Feel that thing that makes you beat
You resurrect the fire in me
You were built to satisfy
But you only see the least in me
I’m that drug you’d never try

So I spend the night alone again
At the edge of a darker place
Thinking of your hands your lips your thighs
Wrapped around me face to face
But I’m not the stupid thing you take me for
Won’t beg you to drop your pants or pride
I’ll just swallow the words I cannot say
You wouldn’t regret the ride…
I could love you up one side, down the other
but you dismiss this bliss inside
If you left that darkness baby
You wouldn’t regret the ride….

TL Boehm
© 06/16/06
written about men who only see the physical...and never the real person. As a woman in business and graced with the working brain God gave me, I run into those men who only see the skin, the clothes, the hair...and it frustrates me still.
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