I Want You To Write A Poem Off-the-cuff Right Here Right Now

I hate it when you walk away
My heart sighs, but wants to scream
Wanting you so badly to stay
Wanting you to be more than just a dream

Wrap your arms, your legs around me
Let the night set us both free
Say you want and need me inside...

Put meh panties on inside out..Forgot meh deoderant..I stink wiffout a doubt..It's enuf to make a gurl rant..But I'm stilla smilinJust a happy lil fartSittin here justa chillinWritin this piece of... art.

If I had an unbroken heart
What manner of things to me do you think it would say
Would it be as the chords upon a violin mournfully woven
Of what mysteries and secrets would heavenly harp thus play
To make it out of this life full of...

If ever there was an art
to words
Poetry is that art
A vital part
of sharing the heart.

The moonlit water serves as your looking glass.
Ever ready to show the living beauty that exists for all men and belongs to none.
Your beauty is intangible to those that seek to delve into the darkness that enshrouds your complexion...

I wrote this very quickly last week when I was trying to clear my mind of clutter, so I could concentrate on the project at hand.

Here we are
Time stood still
Grace(?) no more
A bitter pill

Of shattered hope
Dreams set aside
Of...

I want to write a beautiful poem
To eloquently tell this world the dark I feel
I wish to show it my scarred heart full ablaze
For the world to at the feet of the poets muse to ever kneel
I want to change the way the world thinks
To have...

It's funny when I almost fall,
Or when my dog can't reach her ear.
I giggle at the jokes you tell,
I smile because it's crystal clear.
I like it when it's all green,
And I spot a patch of violet,
I glow inside to see my life,
And know...

Mom's got it
it's a killer
makes her legs
all red
and
toes
blue.
Now my momma's got
it
making her face
all red
and sometimes
blue.
It's gonna get me
too,
just like it did
momma
and one day it'll
get you.

It is the color your blood appears to be in your body.

It is the color of the sky on a beautiful sunny day, but also on a death of a funeral. It is the color of the ocean.

At times calm and omnipresent, and yet in the blink of an...

Mama wants black nylon thigh highs, so he loves to stare

Mama wants sexy bra and panties, for their journey bare

A slinky dress that clinges to every curve she has

Dancing to sultry music, maybe some jazz

Tonight mama isn't feeling...

It's been a long time dear friend
Since we've sit together and passed the time
Oh the many great adventures that we had in our youth misspent
We dwindled away what many would call our prime
If you ask me it was worth every moment
Worth...

Drained and pained, torn in twoChained and staind by all you doDark skies clouding over blueA glaring, vicious Hell ensuePride stripped bare, but I don't dareAfraid you'll grab me by my hairI cower beneath your spiteful glareHold my...

wonder filled the lyrical

luminous intention

awakens skinless

standing prone

as the elbow

of ubiquitous groove

swallows her embracing tongue

in curves of folding 

imagination

hard like memories

too long left...

My skin against your soft lips,
tingling under your fingertips
Your eyes, glowing against the sun
gazing down at me softly in your arms
I gave in and lost myself-
how could I resist your charms?
How could I know the road we would go...

peace of mind declinedNow i a trapped in hereyou watch us shakeyou have no shameMercy is not your forteYou whinge and whine about how the worlds unkindShall I get you a mirrorYou treat the human race with disgraceEven your own blood...

I KNOW I'M NOT WISE
I know I'm not wise,
profound, or sublime
I talk about music,
art, sci fi, and time
It could be interesting,
although not deep in thought
But it is who I am,
and fake...I am not.
~destry May 2013

warm gentle wind,
carry me away from fear,
down to the river
and ease my aching body 
into cool healing waters
where i will float away
into the arms of the sun

Here I am yet again
In my thoughts alone with myself
A bitter weeping that ever grows inside me
Any thoughts of a happy future long ago put on a shelf
What would it be like to find happiness
What would it sound like to know and sing...

Come, I’ll walk with you.
   Take your hand, feel…
     fingers knotted.
Take me to,
   that walk with you.

Places you want to go,
    show me.
    ...