"whitener" poems
Sitting on that wall I look around me.
Memories of the past jostle each other vying for my attention.
Each one taking me back to a different time.
The dark sky above looks pretty much the same as it did all those years ago.
Yet the changes life has taken are too large to go unnoticed.
Its surprising how people who once meant the world now lay in the dust forgotten.
Blowing away with the wind to places we no longer want to follow.
They leave behind just memories.
Something so simple but still have a power over our hearts.
Taking control at moments, forcing us to remember what we hoped to forget.
No eraser can wipe them away, no whitener block them out.
Their vice like grip on our heart stays on for all eternity.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
My home ran way
Now I sit were glass meets the frame at the window and wait.
How long has it been
Years?
Weeks?
I'm not sure I care.. I'm not sure I don't
The mountabank came round again
Selling me a fictitious love.
His love.
You see, sense he travels so much selling the good oils
of
Rosemary tilled out of our toilet, Powders that
I personally
made from the stalagmites that grow in the southwest corner of my dwelling,
and
Teeth whitener
scraped from off only the finest ingredients
of
Feets calus, the kind aquired after walking long enough to no longer need shoes.
No he had no time for me and besides, he wasn't my home.
I'd have my fun but... He could never hold my love.
Yesterday I passed away
The cold nothing
Became a greater threat this time
I didn't have my home
Nor my love
I wasn't ready to go.
In a dank cave somewhere in the Philippines
After the hair on my head grew from fire red
To silver white.
Still sitting where the glass meets the frame.
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 4:39 PM UTC
We've never heeded warnings,
We surely won't start now;
Because we ate from a blissful tree,
We're mopping up our brows.
They witnessed a smoking Vesuvius,
Yet went about the day;
We mark washed up bodies
From distasteful lands,
With arms wrapped round each other;
Signed Versailles to end a war,
But postponed it instead;
Ignored the bottle's label,
Drank whitener before going to bed.
We're blinded in Casandra's world,
Ignoring words of peril,
Uttered for our good.
Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 1:34 PM UTC