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s May 2018
The kisses get ******,
*** follows routine.
The dishes pile up,
waiting to be cleaned.
There are six fresh eggs
to be cracked and framed,
while the washing machine sings
its closing tune, unnamed.
Tea comes to a boil,
toasts drizzled with honey.
Geyser's warming up
the yolks are runny.
Breakfast at midday
and dinner's a supper
who's keeping time
when Sunday comes over.
L B Jan 2018
Pulling off my scarf
letting it drape like a resignation
across the back of a chair
The sun is setting
the room is dim
and almost orange –  and is
sometimes lonely
in its loss of day

I think of you now –  

and then

We were walking with our arms around each other


through the Boston Common
The air drizzled
with late-winter
the cobbles
The sounds of our steps
go on –  


I turn to hang my coat

Night replaces you again

Remembering a night from the winter if 1970.  I was only 20.
It was only a moment, and perhaps it could only have been a moment, to have so captured eternity.

For Steve K
Mena Mulugeta Jan 2018
I get lost beneath your wings
You give me love so endlessly.
I feel like I can barely breathe,
it's 2am I'm reciting a poem
so you understand
You're everything in a living dream.
Imaging how different my life would be
in 10 years. Telling others
how I fell in love with a soul that is drizzled in all gold.
Oh honey you've figured me out perfectly. You’ve played this game right
added pieces to this puzzle.

I am now completed love
oh what you've done to me.
Nevertheless thank you for this marvelous  feeling.
Sofia Von Jul 2014
Summer heat summer sweet
With a wealthy nature, rich pheromones erupt
Birds n tha bees escape the trees
Please don't plant your seeds
But throw the leaves
Up n up
To get down and drop
Where the dirt pops
Ken keseys ashes
Edible umbrellas turn rainy days on their head spinning pupils wide void of discontentment
Fairies fly off clouds and stars fall at day
Impossible, feelings are blown in and out of proportion to fit a screen thats too small
Tough love
Tough life
Slick surface don't let me fall off the boat as it rocks
Swisher wraps over the curves
Got me feelin lucky like a charm
Cheef all day got me smellin dank as a Rastafarian Only stoppin to sip my Captain Morgans moonshine
Till we hit the caribbean
Then Jack's got me headin for tides end
Flush the bile outta your system
And spiral out of controls iron hand
**** responsibility, Apathy rules all.

Paper crane ******* get all superficial but yellow bones make my brain go fuzzy in smokey ***
In n out, fast n slow
Nicotine dominates
My senses are lost at Molly
That ***** finger ****** my life
Made me *** every time
This unhealthy relation in action doesn't phase me yet, I'm too young to think that far
I mean
What do you expect?
A Teens crowded perceptions can be judged like a bums intentions.
Peace my brotha
Dandy danny says theres a way out
-side with the rap culture
Shots of rebellion pour through the cracks we each fill
The glass
Is too cracked to be see-through

West coast vibes kick back lax attitude I carry on my shoulders
Forever green is my state
Wash that **** off your lawn crack *** haters I'll spray paint your ***
Equality's the goal
**** race
**** sexuality
I see soul
Open up
Show me your beat
I'll count bars as we spit elicited slurs drizzled to drops leaving the cops to stop us
Obeyin the brand
Julia Nov 2018
‘                 J
           I’m more
   than a piece of apple
smothered in caramel
stabbed  by  a  stick
delicately drizzled
  rich with chocolate
   down the chin making
     your mouth sticky
Wally Jul 10
What a voice
An adoring grin
Like cotton tucked into linen
Warm hazel eyes
Welcoming sunsets in
A laugh
Like blooming jasmine
From October’s touch
To March’s kiss
A touch
Of drizzled honey
Warmth by a cup to sip
A smile
Like a spoonful of peanut butter
Grasped by the hands of a child
Messy and soft
To pull me in by the waist
Soothing and pure cheer
In your love.
                  Sincerely, B.
A pillow's kiss.
Chelsea Rae Jul 30
He had those sweet lips that drizzled honey on your tongue,

Sugar coated lies,

Yet they go down smooth

Even though the taste doesn't last long.
Sweet and succulent deciet.
CDs Jul 8
I was looking into the city,
that is why it took a long time to see
little peace within this brilliant time.

During those concrete days,
the mouth of magic was alive.
Android said,
"the kingdom of life drizzled over new new Zealand"
That very moment the smallest of fractions
crashed over cinematic barriers
after learning
the beats of the week.

Along the coast of membranes
piled into black circles
the foam came out
hour after hour.
Under that super moon buffet,
the options were cast into iron
melting away at the chips
and smoothing its edges.

The weather seemed too busy,
and the canyons would fall.
Lacerations boiled up over
the cracks in the brimstone
and into the people's websites.

When we checked on the gardeners
the questions couldn't be answered
or understand what was really going on.

Then came time for the sun,
he was wondering what to wear
and I was very impressed
with the latest styles and colors.
He turned my luck on a whim,
And I swiftly measured my way back home.
DEE Aug 31
I saw papa , chase the rain,stain as he bathed his agony , as he soaks bitterly , in the midst of willingness. I saw papa weep with despair , his demons were weary , so he sunken in worries.
His clarity , his dignity for once would be restore. His pale   bare foot , as he danced it’s a  slithery odd night  .

Papa  yelled In tears , as he scorned his honor , as  tapped in mounts out of  worries, as it  drizzled out the  rain, he cried!  “ sing me my little dance my little spate  ,as this wise-less age,  Send me a glory , pray me for truce.

I saw papa chase the rain.
Rafael Torres Sep 2018
A whole new spiral,
Trees upon a coil,
Ink from leagues,
Written feathers,
Drizzled down as oil,
Less is more,
Reverse inside-out,
Springs before fall,
Trojan powered horses,
Mother Nature's fickle,
In life we really are all,
Trapped within a pickle...
Steal the base,
Capture the flag,
Always run the risk,
Chess played on a checker board,
Hands turned into fists...
The endless stairs,
Rise & fall,
Chutes & ladders,
Orbital magnetic pull...
This way,
That way,
Three rights make a left,
Two of either,
Horizontal shift,
Four times,
Stuck in circles...
Full Moon,
Half Moon,
Crescent Moon,
**** cheeks...
Face cheeks,
Two lips,
**** facts...
The Owl asks "Who?"
Not how many licks,
Tongue twister,
Riddle fister,
******* fcking dcks...
Under construction,
Living life,
Chasing death,
Don't forget to function...
Playing hooky,
Hooked on phonics,
Lose the "O",
Rolled away,
Pacific Bell,
Pack Bell,
Liberty Bell,
Followed crumbs,
Cacophony of words,
Magnified to deaf,
Mr. Mime,
Hypnotic crest...
Apply directly to the forehead...
Water your brain,
Extra fries,
A to Z,
1, 2, 3...
F*cking A,
We say...
Today is here,
The end is near,
All come here to stay...
Escape rope untethered,
Weather altered sky day.
Gaze at stars,
Hollywood floor,
Life is great,
Life is crap,
You decide,
Not me...
Cause all I see,
Is cacophony...
No sense inside of "we"...
Here we are,
We've come so far,
Have fun at last...
Half full,
Half empty,
At least we have the glass......
Written: 8/4/2018. 6:09 PM. A whole new spiral, trees upon a coil refers to writing in a new notebook, after my other having been filled. The rest literally.. unspiraled..
Mya Dec 2018
I know you wouldn't approve,
but I love this girl, you see.
She's a little rough around the edges
but shes filled with sugar and baked
to the ripe warm temperature of perfection
when shes in my arms.

But wait, I know...
I know I'm losing you at this point,
and you don't want to hear
a word I've said but wait, just

Momma, I love this girl, you see
and its messed up and killing me...
Because, well, she doesnt know
how my heart howls at the moon
aching for her to be near me.

I want to give her everything.
Even if that's just the fragile mist of time
which drizzled through the cracks
of this shattered reality and broke apart against the rocky surface of the ever-playing nightmare.

Momma, I'm sorry...
I'm so sorry if you dont love me,
for the love I have for her.
But right now, I'm watching her
love someone else and Momma,
Momma, its killing your baby girl.
Just tell me how to protect myself from the rising fall.
DEE Dec 2018
Forgetting you is like missing the sweetness of the rain
As I stare wide awaken to a golden night,
  I neglect us in fond times  

   In Spring you drizzled like wild roses
   The taste of morning dew,
   As the day burns in flames,
   Two world entwined.
   A Whisper of tender sonnets

Forgetting you is like gazing at the **** sky
Our world was spring in the summer nights
Burn me with this Wilden kisses
As you blaze my darkest infinity
There was magic  in chapters that inked
Like sproutless words

Forgetting you is like missing the darling of winter.
The frozen spells, the melting of ache.
Won’t bring us back!

— The End —