Tag: thoughts
group name: freedominpoetry
|
June 30, 2008 02:24 AM EDT --
I am a spent bomb,
Shell of a woman.
The fragmentation
Of somebody's dream
The remnants of a nightmare
She never knew she had.
I am without self
A mass of tissue
Mutated to human . . . more
|
|
July 22, 2008 06:30 PM EDT --
The hourglass was now empty
And suddenly she was out of time,
So she walked away from a life
That no longer seemed to rhyme.
The sand had slipped through her fingers
Through a crack in the bottom . . . more
|
|
July 05, 2008 03:59 AM EDT --
In the park
a chubby pink child
rests on a bench
in her mother's arms,
eating long strands of blond hair
in affectionate clumps,
and staring at embracing lovers
who smile back.
In . . . more
|
|
June 28, 2008 04:50 AM EDT --
Mementos of memory crumble
Like Spring clover breaks,
Brittle between pages
dry and stained.
My fingers sadly soothe
Tear moist eyes, blurred by time
And I feel destined
To run a perfect . . . more
|
|
April 25, 2008 05:05 AM EDT --
I walked to the edge of the world
And looked into the bubbling sea
Trying to find the thing that I'd lost
Searching for the elusive me.
All along I knew I was drowning,
Hard to breathe under . . . more
|
|
June 30, 2008 02:51 AM EDT --
Alone in the darkness,
I stand at my window
and gaze down on my deserted block,
barely lit by a single street lamp.
Suddenly, I see him,
The old man sitting lonely
On the September cold, . . . more
|
|
June 10, 2008 12:54 AM EDT --
They say that tomorrow is as yet unwritten,
yet each day for me is a repetition of yesterday,
and predicting my own future is as simple
As recollecting my sordid past.
Unfulfilled dreams and . . . more
|
|
June 06, 2008 09:29 PM EDT --
I watch you walk away
And I get scared you won't come back,
So my systems start to get muddled
and my life gets knocked off track.
Deep down I know you love me,
But I always want you near. . . . more
|
|
June 30, 2008 03:28 AM EDT --
At the end of my life, I live,
And dream my way back
Through a thousand acres of time
To when I sat small and unalone,
Listening to the whispers
Of unloved maple leaves.
At the end of my . . . more
|
|
July 03, 2008 12:25 AM EDT --
Leaning on the cracked, discolored concrete wall,
I stare down into the sluggish green creek.
My eyes focus on faded beer cans,broken bottles,
And semi-shredded pampers.
My thoughts slide inevitably . . . more
|
|
May 16, 2008 01:57 PM EDT --
It is you who starts my morning.
I think of you at the close of each day.
You are part of everything I do.
Your permeate each word that I say.
You're the smile that lights my face
And the . . . more
|
|
May 18, 2008 03:19 AM EDT --
If I'd died while you still loved me,
Then I would never know the pain
of watching you walk away
and being all alone again.
If I'd died in the beginning,
before I memorized your face, . . . more
|
|
March 10, 2007 12:11 AM EST --
This does not come from my personal experience, but it is my way of reflecting the thoughts and experiences of someone very dear to my heart.
I find myself on my hands and knees,
disoriented . . . more
|
|
May 04, 2008 03:20 PM EDT --
There are days when love just isn't enough
And I get lost in the muck of other stuff,
When little stones become ten feet tall
And puddles don't have a bottom at all.
There are days when . . . more
|
|
July 06, 2008 02:49 PM EDT --
Haven't slept in several nights.
Just been sitting here in my blue bedroom,
Slurping cups of cold coffee,
Chain-smoking stale cigarettes.
And thinking about Sonya.
She came to me again . . . more
|
|
May 04, 2008 02:51 PM EDT --
Some days I look around me and see my friends all doing fine,
While I sit alone stagnating. When is it my turn to shine?
Thought I would grab the world by the tail, shake it up a bit
But no, I . . . more
|
|
May 12, 2008 09:44 PM EDT --
I saw you on the street today.
You reached out for me,
but I turned away.
Our moment was over.
I miss you,
but not enough to forget.
That last night -----
You didn't even notice
The . . . more
|
|
May 02, 2007 03:46 AM EDT --
I waited for you with bated breath
In hopes that once again,
We could share that oneness
we knew when we were friends.
But has time and distance erased
The closeness we once knew? . . . more
|
|
May 02, 2008 01:04 AM EDT --
Sometimes I believe my dreams
Are nothing more than empty schemes,
And far from standing great and tall,
The truth reveals me, insignificant, small,
And all the words I say or write
Will . . . more
|
|
February 18, 2008 02:03 AM EST --
She wished to hell
He'd leave her alone
With his darn pestering;
His thick lips on her shoulder
Making her top damp,
His fingers touching,
What her mother called her bosoms,
With all . . . more
|
|
|
|
