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I wonder where my mind has gone
out in the walks along the gravestones
sunken 6 feet deep
and pushing up daisies

I like to think (and I bet they are happy they don't)
that one day I'll meet the man of my dreams
and we will sit 6 feet underneath with
words saying "together since..."

I hope that I'm too picky for this,
or not picky enough
I like too many boys and non of them stick
because i'm afraid that no one could love me

for who I am and will stay.
So, i'll just hope that I can sink
and push up daisies for
all the other couples still living,
the great great great great great granddaughters and sons
to admire on their walks through nature's vast landscape.

And GOD I hope you're up there,
because this existential dilemma will bring me to my grave
and I just hope you'll meet me there
because you're the only one I would really need anyways.
 Jan 2017 Zoe
Mike Hauser
Can you imagine
Where we would be
If I had not met you
If you had not met me

And if on that day
You had not said yes
I can't imagine
Can't even guess

And then if you
Had not said I do
Where would we be
If not me and you

And if that kiss
Had not sealed the deal
Where would we be
How would we feel

If we weren't here
At this point in life
Where would we be
If not side by side

If we had not
Taken those steps
If you and I
Had never met
 Jan 2017 Zoe
Alvira Perdita
moments
 Jan 2017 Zoe
Alvira Perdita
each moment passes by,
and i can barely pretend to care.
i watch them pass with less
emotion than i watch the street below,
wondering when will my time
to live arrive?

each moment stretches out,
around me, and closes in,
but it's no different than yesterday
and the day before.
as the moments suffocate me,
they make me wonder:
when will my time
to live arrive?
it's messy.
 Jan 2017 Zoe
Miriam
you
 Jan 2017 Zoe
Miriam
you
there are days when it feels heavy
and the wait is too long for me to take
so i try to make pretend that there is no longer real
and instead here is all that exists

but i know you–
you and i are alive at the same time

we are living under the same blanket of stars

we see the same moon

one day the distance will close
the miles will melt away like snow
and it will be beautiful

but for now, we wait,
and we cling onto the hand of the Maker
who is all in all and more than enough
to fill the emptiness in the cavity of our chests

we will walk that way, my darling, and soon
but we must learn to walk with Love Himself
if we want to walk it well

until then,

we wait.
for you, whoever you may be
 Jan 2017 Zoe
Mike Hauser
~easier~
 Jan 2017 Zoe
Mike Hauser
one thing in life
that i have found
it's easier to live
when you breathe in and out

it's easier to see
when you open your eyes
and to believe
the truth over lies

it's easier to take
adding a smidgen of faith
and a touch of love
to help keep hate at bay

just a few things
i often find
that make it much easier
to make it through life
 Jan 2017 Zoe
Mike Hauser
Winter whispers in
January's tender ears
Come and kiss me cold
I had such a good time writing poems about the months a couple years ago thought I'd do it again. This time round though think I'll go all Haiku!
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