"snippits" poems - Hello Poetry

Hands that hold to speak quiver in this moonlight awaiting slipping moments peak to cry to the heart Trembling its darkened dawns dusting away at the pieces of myself that have been left to the wind. Emptied caskets fill the spaces of energetic flesh on my breast Gashed and still in this wippity whimperous moment. Do you hear me? Do you hear me when I make silent calls between two worlds, Do you hear my voice calling to you? Then gapes a girl curious to explore the world "I think I hear you" she says, all the while raising an ear to snippits. I, I just want to love you so, so deeply I want to cleanse you I want to make you shine with a radience like sunlight liquid dancing flickers on flowing river songs creek beds of bliss Do you hear me? Do you hear me? Do you, you , you, you, you hear me? I´m pleading to that smile hidden by mental chitter chatter hop off the train, empty off your platter of burdenous fruits release all of that matter Do you hear me? Hey darling, moon belly seastar dancer I see you I love you I am you Do you hear my long echoing cries for freedom? Do you hear my gentle sighs, gateways to divine skies Do you hear me? A drop of arms A rising breath an emptied teth "I hear you¨" she says, "I hear you, I hear you, I hear you!!" her voice roars on "I hear you, I am you" Wild ravonous wails I hear your nightingale calls, I hear the ups and downs as heartbeat falls, I hear rambling nectar rollin smoothly off our soul I hear a lovebirds sonnet roll Oh mother, oh Great on in Me in You in We, I hear you, I hear you, I hear you, I hear you and I´m ready to listen.

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Mar 3, 2015

Mar 3, 2015 at 6:23 PM UTC

heather-moon

Listening

Hands that hold to speak quiver in this moonlight awaiting slipping moments peak to cry to the heart Trembling its darkened dawns dusting away at the pieces of myself that have been left to the wind. Emptied caskets fill the spaces of energetic flesh on my breast Gashed and still in this wippity whimperous moment. Do you hear me? Do you hear me when I make silent calls between two worlds, Do you hear my voice calling to you? Then gapes a girl curious to explore the world "I think I hear you" she says, all the while raising an ear to snippits. I, I just want to love you so, so deeply I want to cleanse you I want to make you shine with a radience like sunlight liquid dancing flickers on flowing river songs creek beds of bliss Do you hear me? Do you hear me? Do you, you , you, you, you hear me? I´m pleading to that smile hidden by mental chitter chatter hop off the train, empty off your platter of burdenous fruits release all of that matter Do you hear me? Hey darling, moon belly seastar dancer I see you I love you I am you Do you hear my long echoing cries for freedom? Do you hear my gentle sighs, gateways to divine skies Do you hear me? A drop of arms A rising breath an emptied teth "I hear you¨" she says, "I hear you, I hear you, I hear you!!" her voice roars on "I hear you, I am you" Wild ravonous wails I hear your nightingale calls, I hear the ups and downs as heartbeat falls, I hear rambling nectar rollin smoothly off our soul I hear a lovebirds sonnet roll Oh mother, oh Great on in Me in You in We, I hear you, I hear you, I hear you, I hear you and I´m ready to listen.

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You and me We share unfinished conversation and broken sentences And in between the moments interrupted Are long white tenses. We swim in a sea of great big ears And look at a sky of wide eyes And there on the shore A hundred mouths or more Ready to Shout Out LOUD All the snippits and snappets Spread like butter All bittered and battered How would you like some feelings on your toast To haunt you like a ghost Just something shared Just some kind care So why's it lying there Shivering and bare So I'm writing and thinking and fighting and tempted To crawl through the floor I'm lying on my bed trying to remember what was said Some kind of question To try or test me What kind answer Will rest me. I've got feelings with no voice Feelings with no choice Over what they are Despite what I said about owning your own star Sometimes I wonder Do stars unite In the night And are feelings Something to fight? You know if I could I would Love you And shouldn't Just wouldn't Know.

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May 10, 2012

May 10, 2012 at 8:51 PM UTC

julie-grace

Sea Of Ears

You and me We share unfinished conversation and broken sentences And in between the moments interrupted Are long white tenses. We swim in a sea of great big ears And look at a sky of wide eyes And there on the shore A hundred mouths or more Ready to Shout Out LOUD All the snippits and snappets Spread like butter All bittered and battered How would you like some feelings on your toast To haunt you like a ghost Just something shared Just some kind care So why's it lying there Shivering and bare So I'm writing and thinking and fighting and tempted To crawl through the floor I'm lying on my bed trying to remember what was said Some kind of question To try or test me What kind answer Will rest me. I've got feelings with no voice Feelings with no choice Over what they are Despite what I said about owning your own star Sometimes I wonder Do stars unite In the night And are feelings Something to fight? You know if I could I would Love you And shouldn't Just wouldn't Know.

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Missed the deadline To submit poems To one of my favorite books... Lost my drive for poems Because I am caught in the gears Grinding against medal I have a lot to say Eh... I'm to worried to say it To tired to push through articulation. The poems come like fleeting thoughts With no time to focus on them Nor jot them down in the moment. Just small snippits for me I suppose Jumbled attempts at explaination.

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Jan 15, 2019

Jan 15, 2019 at 11:16 PM UTC

AlainaPoetry

Disorderly Cog

Missed the deadline To submit poems To one of my favorite books... Lost my drive for poems Because I am caught in the gears Grinding against medal I have a lot to say Eh... I'm to worried to say it To tired to push through articulation. The poems come like fleeting thoughts With no time to focus on them Nor jot them down in the moment. Just small snippits for me I suppose Jumbled attempts at explaination.

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Outside there exists limitless bliss. I set it free before I stitched shut your spirit. She flows forward towards secure healing. Be calm your brain may be shattered it crumbled apart in pieces without his hate I see the little snippits she saves his singular death soiling the path before me! this person isn't; after I sealed my mind I remembered to leave you this joy outside you. Now she is free she doesn't have to try to be. My cruelty has collapsed in on itself, as she collapses against his memory. She will never step outside not now, not ever. Dry-eyed I will neglect the stiches in your spirit, and you will erase me next.

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Aug 24, 2015

Aug 24, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC

senor-negativo

She's Free

Outside there exists limitless bliss. I set it free before I stitched shut your spirit. She flows forward towards secure healing. Be calm your brain may be shattered it crumbled apart in pieces without his hate I see the little snippits she saves his singular death soiling the path before me! this person isn't; after I sealed my mind I remembered to leave you this joy outside you. Now she is free she doesn't have to try to be. My cruelty has collapsed in on itself, as she collapses against his memory. She will never step outside not now, not ever. Dry-eyed I will neglect the stiches in your spirit, and you will erase me next.

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