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Cné Apr 2017
He soars high, floating in her wake
Inhaling every detail of her flowing grace
Her brushes of touch, causing him to shake
Delicate weaving hearts of leather and lace

Inspiration sails high, with her drifting in his mind
Ripples from deep emotions, she elegantly paints
Closing his eyes, entrusting her, flying blind
Together, one with the other, interlinking chains

Flickering fates of fireflies under stars aligned
Precious moments in time, worlds collide
A rendezvous in the Milky Way, by design
Consummating souls kiss passionately, ignite
to be ...
da Vinci's "Mona Lisa"
Vermeer's "Girl with the Pearl Earring"
or "The Girl from Ipanema"
only in my dreams ...
Shannon Spivey Oct 2018
It was February on a Tuesday
There was pizza in the break room
I kept my distance behind you
Before realizing there was more than food to consume
You turned around and saw me
You nudged me over saying “get in here”
I guess I never saw you like that before
I was stunned as it all became so clear
I think we had a moment
As you looked me in the eyes
While I drowned there in your ocean
I was feeling so surprised
I think you experienced that with me
Because things started to change
You came around more often
I couldn’t stop thinking your name
I was unsure if it was mutual
Then you walked right through the door
And I think we froze in another moment
That left me wanting more
One day I took the elevator
You went to take the stairs
Then you saw where I was going
And you followed me in there
We stood there in silence
I kept looking at you
Then you broke it with conversation
Of things I already knew
You told me you went on a company trip
I saw you leave that day
You briefly talked about it
And I told you I’d be at the one in May
Things were so simple then
At least I wanted them to be
I don’t think that you knew
But I was getting married
Then one day your demeanor changed
I thought that maybe you knew
And days later my telephone rang
And it was a personal call for you
They were following up on paperwork
For you and for your wife
I shook to those words
As it pierced me like a knife
I had to call you
You must have seen the caller ID
Because your voice stuttered when you answered
But I tried to stay as composed as I could be
I transferred you the call
Then I sat there in confusion
I never looked for a ring
Was all of this just an illusion
I questioned my engagement
But you’re already committed
To the girl you promised a future
I just need to stay acquitted
I couldn’t sleep at night
I was tossing and I was turning
While I laid there next to him
But I knew my heart was yearning
I didn’t know how to react
Was this an indication that my feet were cold
Or was I carrying around this guilt
Because my relationship grew old
I didn’t know how to be around you
When we’d pass we’d look away
The flame was turning frigid
Everytime we unintentionally met in the hallway
I tried to let this fade out
I wanted to find an end
But I’d see you around in passing
And this situation was too much to comprehend
Maybe I wanted more
I don’t know what I was thinking
These feelings kept adding up
With thoughts of interlinking
You’d ignore me some days
And act friendly the rest
And the more this went on
The more I suppressed
I wanted to know everything
But I couldn’t find you
You had no presence online
Of things you were tied to
But I did find one thing
A band you were in
So I went through your music
And played “Mission Accomplished” again
That was all I could find
And I left it that way
As we continued in awkward encounters
That moved along the days
As months began to pass
These feelings remained
But no words left our lips
And no feelings explained
Then the inevitable happened
You took a vacation
I thought I could move on
If there was no temptation
But that’s not how it worked
You remained on my mind
With all these things I presumed
That had been left undefined
When you walked back through the doors
I didn’t know what to do
I lost all control
I was not ready to see you
Then came our work party
We were at the end of the year
When you walked in with your wife
I wanted to disappear
I drowned myself in a drink
Or maybe it was more
And when my fiancé left halfway through
I felt nothing but deplore
I couldn’t stop drinking
I’d never seen your wife
But I was facing you
And lost in my own strife
Later I stumbled towards your table
And I saw that you were gone
I was a drunk mess
Who needed to move on
Then it happened again
You went on vacation
And I found something else
To focus my fixation
But it was gone simultaneously
With when you returned
I just couldn’t escape you
Why hadn’t I learned
But this time felt different
You wanted to talk to me
But our conversation had a cost
That we both could foresee
And we both knew the price
Which is perhaps why you changed
Because you went back to ignoring me
I felt so deranged
And here we are now
We’re one year through
I’ve written my story
Now what should I do?
02/01/2018
Amelia Robin Oct 2018
They say you only live once
so cliché as it may sound
But do make the most out of it
as you live your life
Do it according to your own parameters
No need to compare it with others.

For as long as you decide for your sake
Never hesitate to figure things out on your own
When you set your pace of living your dreams
You will never have to worry.

Happiness and success are two interlinking entities
Having both is a blessing
But flourishing in every circumstances you encounter is way more than pleasing.

And as you only live once,
Maybe you can always try to do something to forget than to regret later on.
Meka Boyle Mar 2011
Thoughts racing
Faster faster
Until they meet
A beautiful disaster
Open conclusions
Creating an illusion
Vanishing doubt
For a moment
Diffusion
Reality becomes diluted
Dreams are substituted
In order to hear
The world must be muted
Silence
Tune out the violence
Mindlessly thinking
Treading contradictions
To keep from sinking
Ideas constantly interlinking
Forming thoughts
Which is where I'm caught
Trying to decipher what is
From what's not
Eyes glowing
fast flowing
mind blowing
body ageing
brain slowing
tougher thinking
interlinking
water drinking
meat eating
time beating
me down.
oh
hello
there
here
I
am
nothing
but
a
man
not
myself
i
have
changed
for
the
interlinking
gears
of
communication
pried
open
like
a
pumpkin
altruist
the
cross
to
establish
modern
life
you
have
it,
my
brain
will
you
take
my
heart
i
will
not
move
for
you
grab
me
motionless
objective
goodb­ye
now
Ken Pepiton Jan 15
Learn,
learn looking back
learn looking forward, think it through
expect what you hope to happen,

peacefully reassured calm breathing
agreement with some e worship
breatheing in and breathing out, or
the other
it’s a wave you on one side
then the other
in time, we age, we float and think
at
from whence come desires
tension
- and in this space,
- this vacuum between us,
- interlinking laced up logic,
Money buts in, we say no,
we are being too old for this,
we endured to this end,
this peace we leak,
as we dry out
in the sun.

Discuss
discursive reversal one verse

universe is to verse as cycle
is unicycle, to balance my intention

- stand right up and say, see,
- inadvertently, bu'chawanna

today, I, the author of my testimony,
my conversation with life's agencies,
spoken in public dominions
my agreement,
to abide
by
line item veto, supposing my right,
by-weform we forbid my awe,
using my augmented servo-mechs,
to keep things spinning, running
as when current pushes mill wheels,

which turn drive shafts and hammer cams,
and nested gears and cogged wheels, work

once imagined done
by smart machines, work imagined
long engrained as duty to life itself, honest work.
Parsing. Roles words play
in lines. Predefined.
Tricks of the trade, easier done, expert gnosis,
old recollections
from
prepositioned standing stone landmarks,
sometimes terminii posts
of wood, good work, every year assessment work,
--- did you know Ireland was forest for a long while?
chopping trees to make those holy markers work,
it was all in those revered saints tutelary vows tied.


- seasonal but good work replacing survey stakes
- core holy ethic, honest day, honest wage,
- your attention, pleased, paid, unpleased, unpaid.
-
- \
work, the idea, affording me no escape, what is
work, the truth, Pilate asked, could answer,
what I did,
yes, imagine that,
from a witness POV,
whoever first told whoever was not there,

to see two ways, get and give, give and take,
understanding life can be misunderstood…
make believe any child faith ever used,

disbelief is easy
in the dark social milleau
under one pillar, one center pole, easy perfect
circle from one point, in mind form, spirtual point,

an idea,
slow thunk, click, lock
breathe and think how many breathe,
in as you breathe out, at rest, must be,
a we about as big as two,
idle minds at work, thinking,
value of a minute found in time,
only those bidding on others idle time
redemption value on the trade routinely
claim the idea
in
imagined,
first person POV, as seen, we hear said, so
this is all my idea
first impression preaching makes, on small
child faith that stories do come true, in dreams,

but, not really,
we imagine dreams, awake, we run the sleep code,
we thinking ourselves presorted scribal kinds,
assigned to ag whyers asking

up the ladder, if
its me

money ***** attention
from peace
omniscience immediacy points accrue
this we
of me and thee
in thought's immediacy,
no medium, two way gnosis, cognosis, breatheing
be mode middle ground
connection,
breathe-ing being
shortened or lost, caught
be gotten un gotten unsaken secret sacred ritual


breathing said each way, yawning,
obsessive both do both breathe, and

picke yergnosis

think it through, it was fun first try, nobody dies.
We laughed.
Once.
We think it goes on, so we go on,
wagwan ye'ai say bruddermike

----------------------
nomatamasa

let a name be
'pon my word,
by my own lieve, let say.

Money and time, lazy life,
good life, life in the glare

of the children addicted
to mirror neuronal dopamine
cycles,
ai, not us,
no suspense need call to
watch two minute creeps
in to co-gnosis psychosis, creepy
- skip ten ten seconds, no

space to breathe

the medium is infinite,

Kerouacean
teletype role acted digitally
projected on the one wall between us

of what ever we agree works peaceably
because we are liefers lieving being
be, as is, and this is all we offer

Peace on earth, good will toward men.
Hence forth swear not at all,
it is finished, make your peace using
truth you fact check your own self, using

tools such as this magic window,
through
which no fools dreams linger, life
seen
for me,
in my most present mind state,
individuated aspirations atained
to all myself besmirching, fine
enough is enough to share,
does not apply to hate,
but does apply to some pains.

I couldabeenacontenda, but ai win on
another ******, wery twist, feel,
won called to think I won, done,
this ties into yesterday one way, and
tomorrow the next,
and it's my time
Umami redeemed,
mushrooms as food,
savory meats,

Cain, momma's boy, many things
from a mustard seed, and an almond rod
what if Cain pleased Adam's palate?

nonono Adamhad'em
fleas need iron in meat, only carivore
he itched nose,
meat fat in the fire, roaring hunger salivate

go on, salivate your thirst, gnoshit, grow up,
become a mind spread out in parsable bits,

like Isaiah's word of god,
here a little there, for a while,
there a little here, for a while,

what were the prayers not praying in vain?

the sayings fed me said to me all along,
the worth of a satisfied mind led to ready be

such determines the worth of whatever be
done, by the time the first reader, agrees,

to read this far, I think next time, enjoyment

is three words indeed, done is done,
never done is never done, that's the line

that's the line, parsed indexed someday
slouching past the last myths standing.

no
hard feelings, artiste,
we all make up and wax
poetic in our efforts as users
of words, weform from the media
conjoining our screened experience

today I saw a motto, so now,
I MAY, should I choose, or wish,
I may find that motto and use it,  here:

Ready to fight tonight,
while preparing for the fight tomorrow.

Must be the mission mentioned
in the real motto:
“One Island, One Team, One Mission.”
'This phrase encapsulates the spirit
and unity that
defines the operations
on Diego Garcia,
emphasizing collaboration
and a shared purpose
among all personnel stationed there.'
There,
-- or any other war
for good ideas place.
Planning tomorrow, today,

ai, but not
on our watch, eh
we make each breathe a thanks
I am alive, by all the good there is.

Heavy art's ache, weight a minute's worth,

what can one do, in time,
after many believe,

yesterday through to tomorrow
is at the moment as has been ordained,
indeeds individual deeds deigned gnosis

ai, therefore, heretics believe gnosis uses
us to think easy
tricks us into easy
peaceful breathe and swallow, verify zone

safe, check

feedback, sub humm, 5wpm beeps waves
signal per micromanaged vagus loop decisions

arteries and veins, one blood, one mind,
one body equipped
with an autonomous
muse using adaptability extending cold
fingers./.in a room where my breath
is not misty cold fingercup blown
into breath

The idea universal
breathe
once
big, once small, once a nothing, once
a king, it truly meant every thing matters,
or nothing happens to disturb the peace,
this very one, you may feel,
we keep year round,
it won't be getting too cold again soon,
so we make some peace each day,
take some time, wrap it a bit,

blow into cold hands, old friend's spirit,
memory, huachamacallit, mindjoymaker,

idea, in a name, being, Huan'gwan thunk.

So, monstors, as rampant as on television,
psychically exist, and we displace them,

whose duty - eh -
who is honor bound,
¿?-8  read in on the ends…
great codes were broken, oaths
of aliegiance
to the representative,
on real islands
those stationed there, put there
follow the protocols, the drill

motto
of our immediate corporeal commanders
of our betters
at the judgement bars
as we all count
on nnnand appeals forever
real in reality and real in corporeal
are the very same real in life
lieb blieben doch
in a word form, time spent, invested
thinking word's function fun junk, tested

passed, understanding this is a peak,
passing on a wave, and at this point,

it feels edgy,
inner bubble barrier… boiling

evaporating, breathe holding breathe
evaporation on purpose, smoke,

taken, used mused to saying, so, breath
taken was mine, a bit, once, at least,
hold that, there
so there, can we be friends
in function, aspire conspire inspire
no story oaths bound to us, by now, bro,

you are a blasphemer
of the spirit, keepin' me alive, humm,
you think, and breathe and think it not true,

you laugh,
it feels good, things
can seem to easy become,

lucky, light
in the night
to guide us,

at your worst would you have
this much attention to devote to a whim?

common good, safe wood feeling,
park like,

we know whose woods these are,
safe
this is where the weather works whether
you like it or not, so,

if you think prayer works, think about time,
and patterns
of never seen
before your time,

so many things never seen are now tools
used
to do this,
to think
together
after my time is mind, yes, mind

may has been my word, ai say I may and
I do as I pleaded, please, let me be

reunderstood.

LIFE ramificates,
in deed,
in word, imagine
adulting as a child, wild in mind, in time

imagine being that personal best, once
be the you from then to now, and see,
- look really then to now, and see
was any war between these points,
reasonable on any judgement format,

¿no?

Though your misconnections
be crusted with oxides excited
clinging to one positive terminal,
reasonable meaning in balances push,
to fill a hollow holy gnoshit we never thunk

ying yang thang thunk anewn. A hole. Newn.
If you read this far you are stubborn or carefree, I was fishing for carefree in a sharable format, like a sneezable viral idea, hey, think this, it ties a knot,
to a hook you had// so thanks/
Qualyxian Quest Sep 2022
Sometimes it lasts in love
Sometimes it hurts instead
Adele in her hotel
Me reclining on my bed

Solitary all day
Thinking thinking thinking
Text my middle son
Interstellar interlinking

Tomorrow a little Magic
Tonight a little sleep
The quiet is a kindness
Ben Shapiro is a creep

Baltimore not far away
My true love not near
Things are gonna slide
Holler if you hear

             Montreal!
Universe Poems Nov 2020
Woodland
A place to feel free
Open the mind
Clear it be
Sunlight piercing,
through the trees,
covering ancient canopies,
overlaping, interlinking
Shading without thinking
Habitat stay, no sinking
prominent without blinking  
Keep this plant form,
contagiously linking
Generate, and keep us thinking.


© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney
Isaace 8h
Visions of cornea-sin, etched into violent husks.
Concoction: of-the-brain bouts of ephemeral greed—
Interlinking visions of violent dissent,
Once more printed 'pon cornea-husk—
These are the ******* Imprints!
The rancid souls of subterranean devils
Dancing flat-footed throughout the course of Time.
In memoriam: a navigation substance
Used during rituals for the ascension of the dead,
Imprinted upon the blank entrance-void—
An interlocking location of ******-dread.

— The End —