Most of the longer poems I post here (there are about forty or so, I think), start in one place and end up a long way off in another place. That's because they're unplanned...
I find myself saying things in conversation that could be mistaken as poetry. For example, I was talking to someone, and I randomly typed this out of nowhere.
"Have you ever looked...
Tonight I'm going to start deleting poems, rhymes and limericks I have posted that I now find pointless. I'll leave anything with hearts or responses for the time being, but there...
I need help in finishing off this poem which is suppose to be depressing.?
Homework due; I’m gonna fail
just like dad , I’m bound for jail
my life is pointless , gone...
Love, Hope, and Faith
We live tomorrow
the dreams of today
Our hopes of the future
gives us faith along the way
Love is the river
of this wakened state
Its never out of...
Cut, bleed, eyes they start to gleam.
Try, fail, there's no stopping this Hell.
Up, down. Looking but nowhere to be found.
Smile, cry, they're both fake.
Poetry is taking an ache and making it sing
HOW I'M FEELING
I don't take myself all that seriously.
I lead my life pretty much deliriously.
lives are too few, you only get one;
it's too short not to have any fun.
I'm just an old guy who sits doing his thing;
it had to be this because I cannot sing.
I haven't been drunk in thirty-five years.
I don't need a gang of armed overseers...
these poems are fiction to me;
my life's not as bad as you see.
some experience shows,
otherwise, who knows?
it gives me the space to be free.
characters often use the...
AN OLD LOVER'S ADVICE
a love poem is just a device
to melt a heart made out of ice.
just a brief rhyme,
and you'll find in no time,
she wants to treat you real nice.
how nice is...
Toes In The Sand
Walking thru sand,
Toes sinking down
Sinking in deep,
Leaving deep paw prints
Of feet, bare, unshod feet
Without sandals or shoes
With grains on the soles
my father blew his nose like a foghorn,
a practice I inherited from him,
along with a character forlorn
and a habit of not being slim.
we were a pretty big family at...
Words, what are they?
Are they sweet like a kiss from a baby?
Are they like swords used to slay?
Are they honest like the change from rain to shine?
Cold like a winters sky...
It's times like these I'm glad I did change, murdered the old me in open range. Because of people like you who lie, I swear I did nothing but try.
But it's time to grow up and...
I was good for awhile,
I really was..
But then I started thinking of everything we were.
We used to be the best of friends.
Now I feel like we were never close at all. Even in...
Anchor & Boat
Nothing's helping anymore.
I try to be & act happy.
I just can't fake it anymore.
I'm tired of this lying game.
That I've been playing,
Most of my life.
COMING BACK UP
don't tell me that you'll never love again,
or made your mind up, finally swore off men.
too many absolutes;
there must be some substitutes
for dealing better with...
"there are the many and there are the few.
in all of your day-to-day, which one are you?
I'd like to know the answer:
are you a watcher or a dancer,
or are you a...
My very skin burns
Wherever you touch
Your hands tracing the line of my arm
The curve of my hip
Your lips on mine
Upon my breast
Devouring my inner folds
My leather wings have grown so large. Sharpened horns make me ready to charge. Though I've decided to let you leave. It doesn't mean I put my heart on my sleeve.
Because I no...
MY SISTER AND I
it's with a slight feeling of dread
that I look at the stuff rolling round in my head.
on most of my trip
I do have a grip,
but a continuous movie plays on without...
I don't want to cause misunderstanding,
but the date that I arranged for you is Bob.
I didn't know if you were gay,
but it sorta seemed that way.
you'll like him, he's...
I paint myself as weird, I do,
but I'm just a guy, a lot like you.
if you like to read this,
you have an extraordinary quality of bliss.
you're repaid for it once in a while, too...
I've crossed the line to the unknown, seen things I should've never been shown. And when you told me to count and close my eyes, I peaked like a child waiting for a surprise...
when you're in a crowded room
who is the first person to draw you in?
how open is your book?
how carefully do you look?
do you try to shake off signs of where you...
A BRIEF RAMBLE
people ask questions like, "why aren't you?"
but I don't have answers to tell them, it's true.
my life has been to disappoint
those whose plans were not my point...
I grew up in a world of ice, a bland place without any spice. Where everything was white and pure, where everything was truthful and sure.
You came from a land of fire, a place of...