"cle" poems
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• let the
ticks on
my wri-
st•mirr-
or that
of my
pulse •
for what
i fail to cle-
nch in fist•in
my heart, nev-
er falters; never
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••••••for••••••
with each tick of
the hand • is a
glimpse into
the uncert-
ain future
• let slip
the loo-
se gra-
ins of
sand•c-
lose the
tempor-
al gaps
to bring
you......
much
clos-
er•
Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 11:58 AM UTC
.
•we sleep
swad-
dled
we manage tight•
somehow to wake late at
•and... cradled night•
the bed in the ci- we toss
ngle off cle of ea- and tu-
ms da- ch oth- rn•roll
our ar- er's a- away
sheets• rms• and re-
with the turn...•
our legs tangle
.
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 7:24 PM UTC
.
•look far...
to the horizon•as the sun
dips into the ocean •most magnific-
ent display of colours • radiance in yell-
ows and captivating ambers•majestic specta-
cle that will dwindle within minutes•no words
could match such beauty that deals in infinites •
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~~ ~moon smilin g bold• ad opting her ~stan ce as the ~ ~
~~ ~ gua rdi~an hereaf ter• entour age~ of s tars ~
~ ***** le with s peckle s of g old • ~ ~
~ ~ ~ ~ b~idding farewell t o ~ ~ ~
~ ~t he su ~n's* ~ ~~~
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ruling sceptre•
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 11:49 AM UTC
is such an ugly word.
It's ******
gory
heart tearing.
People think they can
understand
sympathise
relate on some level.
That's what I thought-
but you simply
CAN'T.
The depth of emotion for such
a blatant mi
ra
cle is stronger
than you could
imagine.
And then it's
taken
away.
Against a door
on your knees
doubled over
throat hoarse
eyes swollen
tear tracks
skin under nails
scratches down face.
Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 5:21 PM UTC
I'm seeing things
That aren't there
Maybe it's from lack of sleep
Or maybe cause I don't eat
Either way I can hear feet
Much to sharp to be safe
Moving closer to me.
I see shadows on the walls
I hear crying in the halls
I see a man much too tall
I hear his laughing call.
I see reflections in my phone
I hear screams when I'm alone
I see things no one knows
I hear my mothers worried tone.
FREEZE
Close my eyes
He can't see me
I'll just hide
I'm so close to being free
I just have to quiet my cries
And hope he cannot find
Me hiding here.
I hear him walking away,
I think I'm in the cle-
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC
doorbell, 2a.m.,
she stands there in the cold.
wrapped in a dark grey jacket,
and pain and a dying hope.
he opens up, lets her in.
the fire's warmth feels cold.
she starts crying knowing he'll
never love her again if he knew.
if he knew her darkest secrets
kept vaulted from the world;
all the things that she's ashamed of
that incarcerate her soul.
if he knew she knew she was wrong,
yet in weakness carried on,
how could he love her still?
where would that love come from?
but he opens her heart like a letter,
and reads it inside out.
then, in silent darkness holds her,
until no more tears streak down.
"i've loved you from the beginning,"
he says, and lifts a ***** silver plate.
he wipes it with his white t-shirt,
and with it clean, she sees her face.
"i love everything about you
amidst the mistakes you made
and now i know all that you've done
i love you more, i do," he says.
"i'll wipe all your ***** silver plates;
all the heartbreaks and the shame."
she smiles now, she understands:
she's white as snow, she's not the same.
he sees her to the door now,
as the midnight snow falls down.
he's wiped the darkness off her;
she knows where love comes from.
the snow does not feel cold now;
the cold was from her soul.
"go now," he says, "and when you fall,
you can always
come back
home."
-c.t.
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC
But what is the answer when people have died
and why is the question still asked at this time
We've learned to be human in so many ways
attacking the Spirit and numbering days
We've broken the sky yet we beg for the sun
it shines without choosing, on everyone
We're made of the same down to every cell
let's stop drawing lines to put others through hell
The skin on our bodies was beautifully made
akin to the soul we were given in faith
Remember beginnings as endings to come
although they come slowly but hasten for some
As people we're called to be servants of those
who enter our circle when nobody knows
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC
It all started with a simple “Hi”
Then developed with a heartfelt smile
Like? Am I seeing it in your eyes?
And that hug? It lasted a long while…
Math: found x, yet I’m looking for you
English: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRST… VWXYZ… Yes, I really did miss “U”
Science: Neither Einstein nor Hawking has a clue
CLE: Even God knows it’s true…
I really do love you…
I stretch my hand, take it, come with me
I promise, you’ll always be happy
I’ll teach you what it means to be free
You’re the only girl I ever see…
Wish it, I shall lay waste to the best
Name it, I’ll make haste at your behest
Your will be done, though the heavens fall
A chevalier at your beck and call.
In time, I knew you might feel the same
However, these were all such a shame
It may have been easy to say “Hi”
But, she’s even quicker to say bye…
I am finally at my wits end
Guess… we can only ever be friends…
Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 7:10 PM UTC
she have skinny leg
an’ knockin’ knees
she be cray-cray an’ loud
she defen’ her right to be
she drownin’ in chems ‘n’ high as a kite
she walk ever’where when she floatin’
she so ol’ she temptin’ fate
how she ain’ died is a mir’cle
Gawd mus’ reely love dat womun
‘zall I kin figger
c. 2023 Roberta Compton Rainwater
Dec 26, 2023
Dec 26, 2023 at 12:32 PM UTC
Every since the day i heard about you things got worse.
I took a reading on you now my wrist hurt.
Time kills i had to carve it in my arm.
Since splitting lines would of made me more insane to the eye.
The people i should say.
I feel high when i haven't even smoke the ****
And when i smoke the **** you keep me paranoid to think.
I'ma go to jail if the cops catch me smoking on this tree.
When the money the same color of the ***** see.
This why i can't die because i just want to see.
The day it's legalize in the cle.
You my old friend will surely subside because one day hopefully soon it'll be legal to decide if i want to be high.
Depressed i shall remain.
Until i catch a train or fly upon a plane.
To my mother land where even there **** is spooky.
Feel like anywhere i go it's a chance of a scary movie.
But you depression, you everywhere i go.
I can't even have a girlfriend because of the thought of turning cold.
Giving nothing but my full soul in return for her hand.
Then you kick in and tell me she wants another man.
****
Depression wish you would leave now my hand bleeds.
I carved God on my hand so hopefully if he's real he'll see.
That my depression will surely try and really **** me.
And anxiety, your something that makes my nose bleed.
Im done with this depression waiting patiently for bills to past
So i can legally smoke the ***** tree while laying on the grass.
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 5:07 PM UTC
I methodically contemplate
time and time again
with different questions
but all from the same basis:
what is my truth?
the scariest answer I’ve found
is what I’ve deemed the truest:
truth is perceptive
and we convince ourselves
what we believe in
therefore each truth is different
and whether or not we’re right
is never entirely cle
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 12:36 AM UTC
This uncle was so un-cool to his little niece
every night comes with an endless movement of push- up's on her delicate skin
Her legs torn apart in his own apartment
As he advance to take advantage of her little age..
Ssshhhhhh! BE SILENT
Uncle didn't stop until he broke her *****
ARE YOU A KID?
WHAT DO I GET FOR PAYING YOUR SCHOOL FEES?
This questions and many more was his key to the vault between her legs..
It just there month pass and her stomach is already raising to the challenge
Her womb bore the evident of his Crime..
Don't panic... He said..
I know a doctor that can take lives
just an injection and a few pills
you be alright..
Buh sadly this were the last pills she ever took...
UNCLE HAS DESTROYED TWO INNOCENT LIVES
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 7:53 AM UTC