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Details | Prose Poetry | |

Best Man

It has been 9 months since your sudden disappearance.

That Hallowed night when your 5’11” nerd aura
Handed me my early birthday gift
A cold shoulder wrapped in a velvet bow
Made in Sri Lanka, sold exclusively at the Dollar Store

That was your appraised value.

But, today, revival’s whisper enters my gently waxed earlobes.

Candy coated revelations
For my allergic blood

“I said yes!”, as she flashed Cracker Jack ring
Filled with Monopoly dollar signs and “Go directly to Jail” Chance cards

I almost applauded, my hands sarcastically never connected
While my eyeballs rolled in epileptic banter

We scream in misguided nerd joy 
As if we witnessed Monty Python & Darth Vader having a make-out session

Sudden urges to watch movies about Traveling Pants & Sisterhood
And PSing my I Love You
While we eat Dark Chocolate Klondike bars and Chipwich Ice Cream Cookies
My ovaries were bursting with INSANITY’S JOY!

But, WAIT, I quickly realized I didn’t have such parts!

It was then, reality crashed
As if Spider Man ran out of web during mid-air leap

My essence now halts at crossroads’ throat.

To my left, “celebration”
To my right, “other”

I chose to be a human this night.

Current time- 9:15pm
Current location- Reception Hall

A 5 course meal,
Including dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets
Smiley face French fries
And 3 glasses of Tang
Surrounded my space on the dinner table

Heavenly echoes of forks & glass,
Ringing in ignorant unison,
Give birth to Tinnitus in my drums

In their 9 months of togetherness,
They kiss with forcible ease,
Frogs refusing to show their true form

It is then, ignoring listless stares from guests,
I stood up holding my half-empty Tang glass
Which MIGHT have contained a smidge of Grey Goose

At the TOP of my LUNGS,
I whispered.

“Friend, I should be so proud of you. I would. I could. You never responded to my open-hearted palm. You left my vulnerabilities dangling at half-mast, as if I lost our final game of Hang Man. But, TONIGHT, it is I & this delicious Dinosaur nugget that will HAVE a final say! You are impeccably flawed, like I. But, I still wanted you to be a part of my tomorrows. Yet, you turned me into a muted yesterday. So, I will wish congratulations on your new slav…um, husband, Pouring this glass of yummy Tang onto this stapled dance floor in a straight line Each drop will be a symbol of how many tears he will shed, before that line is crossed.”
As silence slapped each other in its face Across candle flame blanketed, marble dance hall, With children pointing & laughing hysterically, “Security” enters the room As I hold hands with Cuban female rent-a-cop, her head warming my shoulder, “Thank you for these 9 months. For now, I have given birth to a new me. The Best Man that you will never hold again.” ©Drake J. Eszes

Copyright © Drake Eszes | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme | |

Memories Of Bygone Days

Memories Of Bygone Days


O' yes,  how well I remember her still
giant black oak atop big wooded hill
Those treasured days now long flown by
our free spirits flying so very high

Summer days within Nature's fine realm
majestic views that did so overwhelm
Cloudy days in the meadow far below
flowers galore, O' what a great show

My lady and I went up there to park
glorious scene set our hearts to spark
Under canopy of that old massive oak
she sweet words of undying love spoke

Our tree saw our love start to bloom
picture of that oak in our bedroom
Two years it watched our love grow
how was it to ever see or dare know

Life came and flew on us so fast
love came deeply but failed to last
Fate sent us onto far different treks
love destroyed, both lives were wrecks

Now I pass that massive tree on the hill
memory recalls her beauty , what a thrill
Time destroyed the scene it ruled then
O' the love of what should, could have been

JULY 2015



Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

Details | Elegy | |

I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help






Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme | |

Goodbye, My Child

Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled with befitted signs
The saccharine whiff of my designs

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Where the fogs of night are fountains
Spills of glistened moon ignite
By distant silhouette mountains
We dance with passion of fight
Entwining ancient stance 
Mingling hand in hand we dance
Till the mountains smile on high
Near and far we spring
To pursue the realest of dreams
While the world cries at its seams
Anxious in trouble to cling

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

To where the ridges merry make 
From the beaks of wooden bright
In sparkly pools the ghouls awake
That scarce to stir our night
We watch for seekers down under
Muttering secrets in their soul
We bid them lucks of shivers
Dipping gently in
From reeds that hide a tear of a foal
Under the gentle rivers

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Far away she shall ever churn
The taciturn eyed
She’ll listen no more to turn
To the working mills beside
Or the scrubbing of the barn
May peace weave in her song
She shall wave in the yarn
To a haven known as Belong  

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

For she comes, the mortal youth
To the wild realm of her truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only her tears be found

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013

Details | Marsiya | |

I'm my Daddy Made Over

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over


Sabrina Niday Hansel

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

Details | Sestina | |

Life Lesson

                                   
I love being young, getting to ride the roller coasters.
The sound, tick, tick, tick, tick-like a heartbeat racing to the top.
Then, surprised even when you know it’s coming, dropped into the abyss.
Something always pulls it down, like gravity.
It’s frustrating, riding something so close to being dead.
So far away but still so close, seating rows.

I hate being so close to, yet so far from the row.
She was in with me on this roller coaster.
Adrenaline rushed my body so fast almost leaving me dead.
The blood flowed so fast emphasizing the highs of the top.
But something keeps pulling me down, gravity.
Here I am again, back in the abyss.

In the ride, weeks of no communication, the beginning of the end, the abyss.
The scariest. My worst fear of my youth. Looking back at the rows,
I see her, with my own image, my heart sinks more. I hate you gravity.
But it’s the only thing that fuels the roller coaster.
Nothing makes me happier than bringing it back to the top.
Let’s hope this isn’t so abrupt, so fast, like the last one, leaving me dead.

How I hope so much, so much hope still not dead.
The heart, the love, the eternal abyss.
Strikes me back with enough momentum to reach the top.
Lines, love, flashing like an old film, with rows.
Showing me a movie, reminding me of, a roller coaster.
The movie explained that the only thing that keeps it going is gravity.

Thank you gravity.
My worries are gone and dead.
Just accept it, and love the roller coaster.
Appreciate the loneliness of the abyss.
The reason you’re here is for the ride, not the rows.
I just want to enjoy the youth and its happy tops.

This coaster, like love has its tops.
But something brings it down like gravity.
Distanced with rows,
Never seeing her again, thinking she’s dead.
But deeper and deeper coming out of the abyss.
The complicated life of the young, the love of roller coasters.

Get on the roller coaster, rise to the top.
Don't worry about the drop to the abyss, It’s because of gravity
That you’re not dead, and I don't care about the rows.

Copyright © Marcus Jjaks Reyes | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

Dedicated to the one I didn't write this for

And I love you
Like a dog’s first date
With a fire hydrant

No, that’s not right.

I worship you
As if you were a wine collection owned by Jesus
Minus the prerequisites

Better.

Wait, it’s you again, my yesterday.
Why are your eyes seducing my stanzas?

You linger in my mist
Equivalent to a bipolar lighthouse

Blinking rapidly for hope to notice your sadness
While your light bulb remains cracked

Go away!

Ok, back to it.

No longer do I need careless whispers.

I just want to hold your hand
Swinging life away from skeletons’ demeanor

Be my sun, as I rise
I’ll be your sun, as we set

Damn it, I smell your unwashed lyric again!

Why do your illiterate, colored eyes remain atop my mountain?!

I tossed your heart off my peak
That humidified night in June
When God’s tornado told me to stay away from your fallacy!

You’ve become a rejected stranger, stranger.

Sigh, ok, one last try.

You want me to be your diamond
On platinum band

But, I just want to be an “I miss you”, tomorrow.
I can ask no more than this. 

To be a chorus in your daily songs,
I request

ENOUGH!!!

You continue glazing my thoughts
Hang gliding your way through my handsome vernacular

You were an exclamation point
Turned into closure’s period

Now, my fortitude shall delete your dialect
With whimsical laughter compiled
From shattered dreams of old

…

An illuminated solstice
Waving goodbye 
To onyx, cotton puffs in my Ionosphere

Please
Return
Nevermore

My Angel, I’m sorry I drifted against my sea of distant memories.

Love does not frighten me.
But, it tries.

I can only be certain of today.

I will sacrifice my pride
To become a pauper in your royal presence
If it means our eyes can become a correlated breath

I implore,
Be my tomorrow
These stanzas were only ever gifted for you

Be my tomorrow
For I’ve dishonorably discharged my yesterdays

©Drake J. Eszes

Copyright © Drake Eszes | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

Bill


R.I.P. William Dale Eubanks
d. July 1, 2012, aged 68 yrs., Tennessee Ridge, Tennessee

Death came as no surprise
the first Sunday in July;
it claimed you, on a ridge in Tennessee,
with kin who took you in and waited with you
through the last hard days.
You kept what fears you had well hid,
did not betray with loud complaint
the fate you could not but know awaited.
A smile, a joke, a hug – exotic meals –
And genuine interest greeted all you met.
And you were, certainly, never boring
but well-traveled and smart
beyond the telling.
We’ll miss your wit, your bright demeanor,
and will remember all you freely gave ---
and what you took from us
with your passing.

Copyright © Leo Larry Amadore | Year Posted 2012

Details | Cinqku | |

Goodbye

Goodbye
I've left you
No more violence
Battered for the last time
Goodbye







***** Written for my daughter. She left her husband this weekend. Yay! I'm so proud of her.

Copyright © Kim Hilliker | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse | |

Without You

Another emerald leaf
Tumbles

Her desolation
Eve of sinful revelation

Whisper’s entrails
Swaying flat on asphalt conundrums

Her dismissive solidarity
Holding of hands
Eyes, opposite

Kisses
Like desert nights under hollow rain

Drizzled animosity,
Tomorrow she’ll tell me she loves me
Without calling me, “baby”

Lover’s pacifier, unwashed

Winds of remembrance
Shut away in Pandora’s tossed box

For I, kneel
Towards angelic genesis
With diamond clarity

Embrace of cupid’s incipience

Where
I 
R    e      m       o       v           e
You

My voice ascends
Into constellation octaves

Now
Without
You

©Drake J. Eszes

Copyright © Drake Eszes | Year Posted 2013

Details | I do not know? | |

I've Scribbled This Song For You



I've Scribbled This Song For You...


I'm wasting my days,
my empty nights too,

I should have held on,
but I simply lost you,

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

yes, I should have kept,
you close to my skin,

soaking your warmth,
but you were laughing,

at my foolish grin...


now I'm all broken,
and torn apart,

but what the hell,
I was always late,
for the tolling of the bell,

and now...

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

so kiss me now like you once did,
I'm tired of being so carefully hid,


la laa laa la laa laa laa...


(repeat to fade)


:-)

Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013

Details | Tanka | |

Inner Struggle

Inner Struggle 

is it the stars
on a cloak of midnight blue
or the moon beams
dancing through the canopy
that eases reality’s view?

the reflection
in the window pane
begs answer
for it’s tears, not rain,
that stream on the glass

silent cascades
bare the resistance
of approval
prayerfully awaiting 
the dawning acceptance

All Rights Reserved @ 4/11/ 2013

Copyright © Debra Squyres | Year Posted 2013

Details | Sonnet | |

ANGER OF DECEIT

SONNET – ANGER OF DECEIT

Anger; for her alone? No, but for I,
for naivity of thought, conduct polite
in place of passion, the dream went awry,
wanting of the heart‘s love lost overnight.
What a fool was I? Naive in time first,
to express my hidden lust which she sought.
Unsuspecting of her amorous thirst,
all too late, left abashed alone distraught.
She had chosen to fulfill her passion
in place of innocence, far more knowing
to satisfy her lust past compassion,
ending a promise of love worth growing.

Deceit to shatter dreams without intent,
through anger, drowning feelings of lament.


T.J Grén

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2016

Details | Lyric | |

Goodbye

My life is torn between two worlds
Of now and used to be
But all I ever wanted 
Was the world of you and me
Memories of the only love 
That I have ever known
It’s hard to hold them in my heart
But hard to let them go
At times I wonder who I am
Where did I go wrong 
Why am I so lonely 
In a life I don’t belong
I know my heart will never heal
While feeling so much pain
I’ll never find the sunshine 
While I’m following the rain
Too late now for miracles
They wouldn’t change a thing
For someone else’s finger
Now wears your wedding ring
But though our song has ended
You still want us to dance
And though I’m still in love with you
My heart can't take the chance
Forever I will miss you
And forever I will cry, but
To find myself again
I know I have to say goodbye..

By Raina Hutchins

Copyright © Raina Hutchins | Year Posted 2009

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Goodbye Marybeth

Marybeth, my little sister, the baby of the family.
A wild blonde, just like her mom, 
She had to have her candy!
From weed to perks, triple two-ees and ludes
Marybeth and Judy were always stewed.
That was in high school, and a few years before
They both settled down like the girl next door.
A husband and children just like Karen and Kate
But mom never met them
She had them too late.
Spent time with her dad, she loved him to death,
He hated her husband, She was his Marybeth!
She shared all her secrets and turned him against
The man that she married - it didn't make sense.
Mare landed a job with the Kromberger clan
They loved her like family; maybe more than...
Her life was too short, her children too young
To lose their dear mother, God, what have You done?
She paid all her dues with the pain she endured
For the past seven years with no hope for a cure.
Being blind was another effect of the coma
And a few years went by before carcinoma 
Eating food from a cup was humbling for sure,
But Mare always kept some humor in store
Her wish when she left us, was for us not to cry
Remember the good times, and stop asking why.
Her time was her time and we'll all have our day
For leaving this life, for slipping away
Our guardian angels are right by our sides
They take our hand gently along with our Guides
And cross us to where we no longer need
The pain and the suffering to which we agreed.
There's always a reason, for the things of today
We can't see the big picture, Faith asks us to pray.
One fact is for sure, we all have a Life Purpose
It's always much deeper than what's seen on the surface
Marybeth's purpose included us all
I'm grateful for that, but what the heck was it for?
Someday I'll look back, probably next New Years Eve.
A year will have passed, I'll still not have grieved.
The hard part for me is the 'wanting' to leave.
Tired of living?  I just can't conceive.
Watch what you 'give,' you will surely receive
Exactly the same as your intention conceived.
It may have been wrapped in beautiful gold
Expecting more thanks than the newspaper-rolled.
Giving without expectations in mind
Is the secret of leaving this world behind.
Then we get to stay and see what makes us tick
We don't judge, we don't talk, just observe 
Don't get sick.
It's not personal.  Whew....
Love you Mare, See you there.

Copyright © karen feist | Year Posted 2009

Details | Light Poetry | |

This is goodbye

she wake up this morning 
with last night tears in her eyes 
she don't want to face the truth 
that this is the final goodbye 

she wants to give her love 
to a heart that's not alive 
to a heart that's still breathing 
but nothing left in it to survive 

she wants to give hope 
to a heart that's torn to pieces 
to a heart that keeps on bleeding 
through the crack and creases 

I didn't mean to hurt her 
she only has herself to blame 
she keeps trying to light a fire 
when there was no fuel for the flame 

I never offered more than friendship 
that's a fact I made so clear 
you keep looking for emotions 
when there was nothing there 

The hardest part of any friendship 
is sometimes you fall in love 
that's the price you pay with friendships 
its a game of push and shove 

we wish things would stay the same 
when it's time to say goodbye 
and when although we know the truth 
we still treat it like its a lie 

so I know that she's hurting 
but I know its not my fault 
she was looking for sugar 
in a bag of salt 

she wants to give her love 
to a heart that cant receive 
but I'm not looking to hurt her 
with deceptions and to cause her grieve 

how can I give my love 
when it belong with someone else 
its has not been mines to give 
for many many years 

so this is goodbye 
please try to understand 
this is a huge universe 
and things don't always go as you plan 

the only woman that I ever love 
she took my love and went way away 
and like a fool I will keep waiting 
and hoping she return to me one day

Copyright © kasim ishmael | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse | |

Grieving Goodbye

One step I go back, and
I see you holding my hands...
With a smile, walking down the lanes.
Yesterday I acquainted me in you
When your hands grabbed mine in your fears
With such reliance, allaying down the pains.
And Today when I stood still
I saw myself lost in despair
When my hands sorely waved you goodbye.

Another step I go back, and
I see you resting on my shoulder
With an ease, breathing  out all your whimseys.
Yesterday I held myself in you
When you hugged me in your tenderness
With such peace, grieving away all the hearsays.
And Today when I fastened myself
I felt I betrayed your trust
When my arms direly opened to free your life.

Further I stepped to go back, and
I see you lying up on me abreast
With an intimacy, desiring all your fondness.
Yesterday I mellowed my soul in yours'
When you lusted me in your reverences
With such warmth, melting down all the iciness.
And Today when I lie down
I realized I burnt my essence
When my deity hollered out to coffined my soul.

Yet I wanted to go back, and
I see my shadow fading out slowly under the daylight
With such isolation, deafing all those mirthful moments.
Yesterday I was in a state of solitude
Till I acquainted with your heart and soul
With such reliance, peace and warmth, gratifying all forbearance.
And Today I am back, where I was
I raged as it was hard to believe
When my heart panicked to say you GOOD-BYE.

Copyright © Swairik Das | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme | |

Ode To A Former Wild Life

Ode To A Former Wild Life


Drank too hard, rode my horses too fast
didn't give a damn if my body did not last
Midnight was a bell for me to pour it on
get wasted until my head felt like a stone

Pretty gals, O' how they spun my wheels
woo'ed them as I pleased, made no deals
Passionate nights spent dancing in the bed
plenty of time for sleep after I am dead

Life was just a big box to rip'er open
bigger thrills , prettier gals I was hoping
Once a spirited mustang, wild as all hell
wildest things I did I dare not to tell

Memories good or bad often can not decide
yet one thing is sure, had one helluva' ride
Memories good or bad , often know not which
yet having none at all would be a real bitch!

Robert J. Lindley , 04-18- 2015

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

Details | Sonnet | |

Some Of Them Even Came With Wicked Scars

Some Of Them Even Came With Wicked Scars

As I count my blessings among bright stars
hope and love echo to me like loud blasts.
Gave up wild life, living in the bars,
were nothing that's good or bad ever lasts!

Sad morns waking, a stranger in my bed
nights enjoyed, now shallow memories gone.
Could I have walked better path instead,
been enticed to have walked all alone?

My mind wanders back to wild days of youth,
days and nights of sweet pleasure then unbound.
Can we ever know if lost time is truth
or mystery sent to our lives confound?

As I count my blessings among bright stars
Some of them even came from wicked scars!

R.J. Lindley
May 9th, 1991

Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:
Total # Words: 110

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

Details | Narrative | |

Say Goodbye

 I seen your face
 I felt your embrace
 And it just wasn't the same
 I finally walked away without lookin' back to call out your name
 
 Once you were my best friend
 Once I swore I'd be yours to the end

 But I guess its time to say goodbye
 Many of times you have clipped my wings but now its time for me to fly
 I  still remember all the drunken fights
 I still remember all the sad lonely nights
 It was constant infedlity
 My only prayer was to be set free
 
 Thats not a place a girl can call home
 Life is better when I'm out on my own
 
 Sleepin' in alleys, living off dumpster buffets, and seeking dope
 Stealing and lying is no longer my only hope
 
 I won't fall for what you have to say
 I refuse to cry for you today
 I have come so far and moved onto something more
 Life is better than ever before

 But I guess its time to say goodbye
 Many of times you have clipped my wings but now its time for me to fly
 
 

Copyright © Sara Beaderstadt | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse | |

Will You Come to Say Goodbye

when the last breath of life
is gone and my lips are as cold as the dog’s nose
when my friends gather 'round
for the farewell party
will you return with a smile to say 
goodbye

there will be flowers from those
who cry when I'm gone
and lots of tears from those I left in the world alone 
and I know some will have fun at the farewell party
but will you return with a smile to say 
goodbye

don't be mad at me for wanting your goodbye
and dying for the smile we shared 
this you need to know as true
when my life in this unfaithful world is through
I'll go away loving you still

Copyright © PADMORE AGBEMABIESE | Year Posted 2007

Details | Ballad | |

Goodbye

I will take your bitterness and I will rise above From you, I do not feel the love I cannot fight you but, that does not mean I cannot win I simply will not allow you to break me down, again You want me to fall Now I am taking a stand For your words and your weakness Go hand in hand I will no longer live my life for you or anyone else It is time that I start living for myself It is your turn to listen to what I have to say I will no longer let you stand in my way You are a part of my life I must let go You are someone I wish I did not know I must follow the path ahead of me Courage and strength will see me through For, I am finally done with you So take these words as my final cry For this is the day that I say goodbye

Copyright © Tammy Theriot | Year Posted 2011

Details | Lyric | |

Goodbye

We're headin' out
Our bags are packed
The dream is over and
The boxes are stacked
But I can't...forget...this place
I don't know how
How to let it go
I can't find a way
I can't go with the flow
All I know...is that I love...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I know...is that I'll miss...this place

No more fun
Gotta buckle down
No more games
Gotta drop this crown
I hope I don't...forget...this place
Days in the sun and
Nights by the fire
I'll miss those times
With a burnin' desire
I'm gonna...miss...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I know...is that I'll miss...this place

We're headin' out
Our bags are packed
The dream is over and
The boxes are stacked
But I can't...forget...this place
I don't know how
How to let it go
I can't find a way
I can't go with the flow
All I know...is that I love...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I know...is that I'll miss...this place
Goodbye...

Copyright © Kyle Perkins | Year Posted 2008

Details | Blank verse | |

Goodbye

Her breathing was so even and calm,

Sleeping in that bed,

Her face once distorted with so much pain,

Now seems so soft and painless,

Looking closer to her face,

I think she’s kind of smiling,

Maybe she’s dreaming of when she was well,

Or maybe she’s dreaming of me, I can’t tell.

 

I remember summer evenings; we’d sit in the grass,

She’d tell me stories that I had never heard,

About people and places from the past,

She even shared her dreams with me,

And swore me never to tell,

That one day she would fly away,

And get out of what she called hell.

 

She never liked the place that we called home,

Always saying there was so much more,

But where I never saw, and always failed to ask,

I think she thought she wouldn’t have been sick,

If she hadn’t lived there,

But I know she would still be, 

No matter where she did dwell.

 

Sometimes I would feel sad,

Because I know my time with her would end,

That one day she would be so sick,

She wouldn’t get back out of bed,

I feel this time has come,

 

She’s been in bed a long time now,

Her skin has lost its tan,

She’s so white and fragile now,

I’m afraid I’ll break her if I touch her,

I was told even though she sleeps, she can still hear me,

So I tell her lots of tales,

And all my darkest secrets,

I swore her never to tell,

That I wish that she were well,

 

Lately everyone around has been so sad,

So many tears- I don’t understand,

Is she finally going away?

From this place that she called hell?

Is she finally going to be free from pain,

And actually fly away?

 

I’ll guess she may have already,

Maybe that’s why she smiled,

Maybe in her dreams,

She’s flying high in the sky,

 

Sleep now,

And I will do the same,

I know that when I open my eyes,

Yours won’t because your time has finally came.

 

I’ll miss you forever.

Copyright © Janelle Sarah | Year Posted 2006

Details | Epic | |

We Lost More Than a Dad

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

Details | Senryu | |

Playground

Kids go down
The slide…they head toward the swings
TIME TO SCREAM!

Free time ends
Their parents want to go home
Frowns exchange 

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

A Hug's Breath



Silent tears as friends hug restricted bodies,
Lingering awkward silences for moments long gone.
A hugs breath on his cheek as friends leave him alone,
Lingering smoke and whiskey shades tints the mind.
A parting quip and a crystal tear shivers in the air,
The gesture wave of failing friendship walks unsteady.
A lonely discomfort nips the soul, a hugs breath,
Clutching a card stained with friends pain,
He leaves for home and retirements reign.



2008 © S.de B.

Copyright © Seosamh De Burca | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

Generic Minds

generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing about it is that the people are blind in an eye
that they didn't even know they had
it's sickening to watch these clueless civilians 
inside the looking glass
with nightmares of being free
without a key to their mind
for it is trapped in the frequency
in the illusion of time
bathed in our universe
killing all that refuse to see
those that admit to hypocracy
or see the message in hip hop
how cant you see
the message in the lyrics that
bring adolescents to their knees
from bullet wounds conflicting their flesh
contradicting that they're the best
but the songs keep telling them that they dont need no rest
that they dont wanna go home
that they should ride alone
with the gat as their only companion
and so the only path they choose is the one that they're told
until they grow old and hope turns to a window pane
inside a window pane, until all they feel is pain
they realize that the music itself is ashamed
so whats to look up to
when you cant even speak when you cant even walk because you look so bleak
your eyes are sunken from the tv you're infested with the dee zees
now its too late to turn around and live for your conscious
so when youre screaming oh please
close your eyes and bring your mind to life
open your eyes for the first time
and never wonder why
since the answer this entire time
has been inside
and you better find it before you die
you dont want your soul to be in a pool with all the others
a buncha brothers missing their mothers
but only seeing strangers
only feeling the haters
wishing they would have used their minds when they had them
and now its too late,
now it's time for another new born fate to grab them

Copyright © Green Trees | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme | |

Goodbye To Crack Cocaine

When we first met I liked you from the very start
Realizing once we got together we would never be apart
We became so close real fast just you and me
It was like we were truly meant to be
You said that together we would conquer the world
But instead you took my life through a whole bunch of hurls
You try’d cheating me out of my life you see
Then you became such a great mystery to me
Causing me to give up not wanting to continue to fight
You told me to lie, you told me to steal
It’s ok you said I’ve gotcha’ you for real
I lost my dignity to you and to me
Came real close to losing my life and my family
The time has come to say goodbye
No matter how much pain I feel I no longer have reasons to die
I’m going to live happy and to stay drug free
Living my life for God my church and my family
Satan you may as well just give on up and move out the way 
Cause God has the final vote over my life now and He says I’m here to stay
I hate you now with all my heart 
And guess what?
I am not going to fall all apart
God has me right where I’m supposed to be
Crack cocaine you no longer have that strong hold over me
God has given me the strength to bury you for good
After the last 32 years we spent together in da hood
I thank you God for stepping in right on time
Thanking you for not letting me compeletly lose my mind
I need you Lord to keep your firm hold on me
So I can stand strong up against satan and his army
I say goodbye to once a very close friend
The time is come that I take control of my life once again.

Galatians 5:1
Stand fast therefore in the liberty where with Christ hath made
us (me) free, and be entangled again with the yoke of bondage.
 

Copyright © Patricia Gregory | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme | |

My Buddy

I miss you already, Buddy.
You’ve been the apple of my eye.
When I think of life without you,
It makes me cry. It makes me cry.

Oh, so many moments we've shared together,
From romping mischief and tummy rubs to those pesky fleas;
And nothing’s better than my puppy’s kiss;
You always try your very best to please.

You always curl up with me on the bed.
You always meet me at the door.
You run and jump and bark with such excitement.
Yes, Buddy, I know you couldn’t love me more.

And when all others fail me, Buddy,
My best friend is always there.
Through my very worst of times,
Your eyes and your attention said,  “I care”.

Five to seven years for every one of mine
Is so little time... it’s hardly fair.
It must be God’s way of saying,
“Love them now… and well.  
There’s precious little time to spare”.

But, if I should go before you, Buddy,
Love your new master without reserve;
And they will love you as you love them. 
It’s what a great pup like you deserves.  

I miss you already, Buddy.
You’ve been the apple of my eye. 

Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014