Stories tagged “POETRY”
I Don't Know what to Do
"I don't know what to do." That's what I hear
So many times. I say this constantly.
Yet what I mean, I cannot say for sure--
I only know I'm lost, it's hard to see
The purpose in my life; it's hard to feel
What's best to do--what I need most in life
And…Posted 2 years ago
But live I must, for now, so I'll contrive
To try things, to explore, to seek a guide
Or mentor to help lead me. I'm alive,
And thus there's hope, and so upwards I'll glide
T'wards better love, t'wards more, if e'er I may;
I'll build on what I learn. I'…Posted 2 years ago
I need to love myself--but that's quite hard.
I don't know how to do it, nor do I
Have guidance, step by step success. I'm barred
From learning this great skill--I heave a sigh.
Oh, if there is a way to learn, I'll study,
Take notes, and practice till I…Posted 2 years ago
I can see the stars, but I don't have the fuel.
My trajectory is set, but I'm gazing off to the side.
I'm going somewhere, but not where I'm looking.
The possibilities are limitless, but my choices finite.
I started too early, and I'll be too late.
W…Posted 3 years ago
Sonnet; Life updates (3/3)
I hope, through all of this, that I have learned
Some lessons to apply to later life,
So I may save fond friends from future strife,
And loathe myself a little less. I turned
My eyes upon myself, at point of knife,
From others' viewpoint: hard. It changed…Posted 4 years ago
Sonnet; Life updates (2/3)
My left leg's been through surgery--ah! Twice.
I'm walking nearly normally by now,
But that was taxing. Very. I'll allow,
My limp's a minor thing, one grain of rice
Within a heaping bowl.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Oh, I would splice
Tho…Posted 4 years ago
Sonnet; Life updates (1/3)
My life, in recent months, has been o'erfull.
There's too much going on, inside my heart
And head, to parse, to handle. As for art,
I've had no spoons to work. I'm gath'ring wool,
Bereft of words, o'ercome. I've been a fool
Both in and out of love. How ca…Posted 4 years ago
My Roller Coaster Buddy
My Roller Coaster Buddy,
The man who’d “bomb” my hair,
A man of integrity, kind and fair.
Who loved to tease,
Who was silly and always had fun,
Everyone has a favorite memory of “Brother Murphy”.
To everyone he would meet,
He’d give them a …Posted 4 years ago
Swallow Yourself (Poem)
And the mask did shimmer and flow like molten gold
but where did the tattered robe of the exalted King go?
Chant and scream until all in unison sing--
Once, for the twin suns that rival to be seen,
Twice, for the black stars and the glow of strange moons,…Posted 4 years ago
Between Greed and the Mask (poem)
In the darkness when man does sleep
and a pallid moon is the only company he keeps
the waves are calm, the silence deep,
but in his dreaming heart is only greed.
Our candles burn low crying tears of soft wax
but we rejoice for it is our time at last.
Tim…Posted 4 years ago
Sweet Memory (Poem)
Dreaming heart breaks
there's no escape
when you're with him
I drown within
your sweet memory
. . .
You're breaking free
aching tears sliding
now they fall free
sobs spaced between
and then you leave
a sweet memory
. . .
It's all nothing
'ship corrup…Posted 4 years ago
Sonnet to a Dear and Discouraged Friend
There’s nobody who knows as well as I
How stealthily dark thoughts will bruit and shove
The rational, the calmer ones; they lie
And whisper: “You’re not worthy of their love!”
And oh my dear, I know that this is true,
So venomous to both of us. Yo…Posted 5 years ago
Bringers of the Final Weeks of Life
There is no Christmas morning planned this year.
We might not even see a Halloween.
The doom-predictions' date will soon be here,
And our defenseless bones will be picked clean.
We can see the waters rising, see the waves;.
They claw and grope and maul …Posted 5 years ago
Moonlit Ascension (1/2)
When dusk descends, the waves draw near,
And gravity holds sway.
I hold the moon within my eye;
I hope I'm drawn away.
I raise my hands
Above the sands
The moon commands me: Come without delay.
I joy! Her Majesty has heard!
I hasten to obey.
I wrap mys…Posted 5 years ago
Cabin Boy and the Sea (Con't) (Poetry)
The cabin boy, now Master of the Ship, walked alone
stepping over the glass-eyed corpses of meat and bone,
men who had once been, the only fathers he'd ever known.
He cried for his own loss and the light-lost souls forever gone.
The ship shuddered and cr…Posted 6 years ago
The Cabin Boy and the Sea (Poetry)
The ship heaved high, breaking through the waves,
the dark hell of night's clouds and the sea's spray
Stars cloaked by a devil's veil were hidden away
and the once mighty captain was lost and afraid
The crew revolted pledging their wails to the winds,
pa…Posted 6 years ago
I've got a monster in my chest
A sad one
Like the evil Eeyore that hides underneath your comforter at night when the room is too hot and your skin is too cold and everything is too much and not enough and you're certain that you're dying inside of your sk…Posted 6 years ago
There's a creature that lives somewhere between my ribs. Small, wild, a lover of the moon. Shaped like a lily and glowing like the warmth of a single lit match.
It was born when we met. A spark amongst tinder.
It stumbled onto its feet like a newborn la…Posted 6 years ago
I miss people I shouldn't
I miss people I can't have back
I miss people I don't want back
I miss people who no longer exist...
Their bodies walk around with strangers inside
And I wonder if anyone misses the old me's that diedPosted 6 years ago
Pain Changed Us
Aug. 10 2016
I put my pieces back differently after we left each other shattered.
So when I see you again my heart races but not in the same rhythm.
When you speak, I hear your words but your voice is different.
When I try to talk, almost everything…Posted 6 years ago
Is this Fractured Dance a Mirage (Poem)
Do we orbit or dance? An orbit
is a dance
of gravity, energy, mass.
Are you afraid of collisions?
honestly, I'm not sure what you could fear.
I'm afraid--afraid of missing.
Afraid that the twisting shadows,
strangely posing are deceptions
wit…Posted 6 years ago
Sighing Fruit, Singing Colors
Lascia ch’io pianga
I'm like a beast- other to myself
mia crude sorte
a gendered thing
e che sospiri
and maybe one last breath...
can I be an apple boy
but a cranberry girl?? Citrus
in my words, t…Posted 6 years ago
seeming like we're teeming with
something you'll never know.
Seeping with tingly feeling,
I am not ashamed.
Sometimes almost instinctually
Green and calloused...
Are you sick?
You should be ashamed.
Others' h…Posted 7 years ago
Beat a Retreat
You know that words can hurt
Even more than a stick or a stone.
A pen destroys more than a sword
A doctor’s care I can’t afford
But there’s safety in staying alert;
Still more, in life alone.
I see where I went wrong;
I’m uncertain what I should have don…Posted 7 years ago
Drowned Feathers in New York
Graceful, sad queen of the swimming birds
covered in tulle and leaping-
your sickness was hidden so well.
So bloody your nails, so clean your face,
your mind tilted into a broken Arabesque
and split like a hologram projected from a shattered lens.
Lik…Posted 7 years ago