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Why did Blake say
'Sunflower weary of time'?
Every time I see them
they seem to say
Now! with a crash
of cymbals!
Very pleased
and positive
and absolutely delighting
in their own round brightness.

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Sorry, Blake!
Now I see what you mean.
Storms and frost have battered
their bright delight
and though they are still upright
nothing could say dejection
more than their weary
disillusioned
hanging heads.
Words on the the walls of a subway train
Safe from weather, safe from rain
Locked inside, no need to hide
Anonymous thoughts from a sullen mind
Anonymous feelings from a girl that’s a freak
Anonymous heart of a man who’s meek
Anonymous cries from a mother who grieves
Anonymous scribbles from a boy who can’t even read
Void of context, and missing a name
What’s written here has not been tamed
An open book with pages never to fill
Clandestine catharsis, the panacea pill
Love you forbidden storyteller
Won't you come to me tonight
Whisper a story in my ear
A little louder so I can hear
So when I open my eyes
I might believe in the lies
So that when I'm left for dead
The pain might seem small instead
And you can come back the next night
And tell me another story
So it can happen all over again
 May 2013 Wolves and Lilies
chels
i am rain
             pounding on your roof
                 let me in let me in
                                                       i just want to say hi
I've gotten so good at being alone
now it's a great time on the couch
surfing the web on my phone
singing with a wide mouth
letting random melodies pour out
throw in a shout or a laugh
chilling with myself like a *******
but it's fun, acting exactly how I
want to act, patting my own back
I'm glad I didn't let myself as a best friend
slip through the cracks.
© Daniel Magner 2013
I fall in
love

with your       heartbeat,
the thrum-thrum-thrum of
your chest against mine
the pulsing whisper
that your lips leave
against my cheek
my forehead
my nose
lips.

Never have I desired
anything more than to
curl up against you
fall asleep to that thrum-thrum-thrum
wake up to
your                            kiss
your                         touch
your                    warmth.

It was on
May 17
of 2013
--a stretch of time--
somewhere between
11pm and 12am
that I
fell              into
love              with
you.
And it's scary as hell.
 May 2013 Wolves and Lilies
A J
You don't know how long i've struggled
crying each and every night
but today's the day I redeem myself
as I sit here writing in this light

I write the last chapters of my life
and place it on this shelf
then I go to grab this kitchen knife
waiting to take my place in hell
but now it's time to wonder, who really knew me well?


So by the time you dress up in black,
my story has been found
but don't you weep young one
cause even the mighty have fell.
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