The Arab Spring.
Paint clouds that really rain
And noisy, running streams,
Or birds that can take flight
And sing beyond your dreams,
Or sculpt a lovely nude
That wakes to your embrace...
THE SEASONS OF LIFE
(c) 2015 Edward York
The season’s ready to change again,
The leaves have gone from orange to brown.
They gave their all to sustain the tree,
And now are...
I sense your disappointment in me...
and it cuts like a knife.
I've done the thing I least want to do in the whole world...
add to your stress.
Please let me make this right...
Listen closely and you hear the whispers, ignore them and they begin to scream
The echoes of your broken promises, They seek me out and steal my dreams
The out right lies of the...
Feelings On A Page
Sometimes i just want it to go
I try not to loose hope
I cant help the fact
That ill never ever get you back
Sometimes i cant help but smile
Ill think about...
Actually, I'm just a vessel. I only attempt to convey humbly What the Soul in me says.
Poetry writes me.
I don't know why.
Sometimes the words draw me to themselves. These ghosts appear around me.
They tell me their truths, reasons and injustices.
They let the...
Self-Help for Reckless Journeys
When echoes call and calamity answers
Don't fail falling heart, just float above
And count the stars and infinite secrets
For the Universe shall...
Tears are flowing hearts in a bind.
The love i had i can no longer find.
Im tired of feeling sad and hurt.
You take me for granted and make me feel like dirt.
It may seem like a...
In reminiscence of my sister - who died in childbirth complications - a very strange way to die in 1986 in the US.
(Kit died the Sunday before Thanksgiving in 1986)
I saw a...
Then I Wrote
I want to tell you what I'm feeling
But i cant bring the courage to speak
No matter how hard i try
My voice becomes so weak
So i found a better way
Got out me pen to...
I always feel the urge to write but I end up discarding it because it doesn't sound right , or because it seems corny .
But then I'm not being true to myself...
I don't want to work, on this gloomy *** day
Don't want to go out, not even to play
Just feel like writing.. my day away
I don't care to write, all sorts of fluff
That's what my...
Every song I sing I don’t feel,
Every breath I take, “Am I real?”,
“Where should I sit?”
On the ground?
6 feet under?
Sometimes you are inspired to write things just because they are hard. One of my poems took three years to complete because of the complexity. I love twisting words with two or...
So hi. I'm not really going to share a poem today. I'm here to tell you about my love for poetry
It is not only a form literature
But also a source of happiness and pleasure
You seem so confident
Dressed sharp to represent
During the morning commute
You have places to be and things to do
I'll see you again in the evening
After taking the day's...
Mind filled with weakness
I know you and I could do better
Tired of walking life with lack of self expressions and needs of out lacking depression
Always wondering were my dreams...
I don't know if I can call this a poem. It's been brewing inside me for sometime but I don't have a safe place to write. Someone might ask why I'm crying... I don't know if this is...
I'm upstairs alone.
Downstairs the TV drones.
You come upstairs tired,
But I'm waiting for you, wired.
I have a few tricks I know
That are sure to get you going...
There are people who care
People who love to share
Some act as if they are spare
Deep within they only stare
Some wear a beautiful smile
Others are there just for a...
Into the pool of grim reality
I dive and seek it's impossibilities
With phases of blue and gaseous hue
What lies behind this unanswered truth
layers of fabric slips and slide...
What if it was all just a nightmare
What if it was all just a dream
What if it was all real
He was trying to muffle your scream
He hit you till you were numb
I'm just ghost in the darkness
Trapped in this empty home
Lost weary and hopeless
Waiting for the sunrise that will never come
So open up for me
gates of heaven
Open up for me
Before anyone panics, I'm fine. I've channeled someone else's experience to write this one and incorporated some of the advice from this weekend's jam session to help it flow...