Best Spare Poems

I cried for so long, so many nights,
and now no more tears can drop,
I'm all out, do you have some to spare,
cause you know once I start, I can't stop.

I go on for days with a heavy heart,
no tears fall, though inside I'm crying,
I feel...

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my time is torn with thoughts of love
labors worn from pretending
things i wish to come
hopes tied up in the labyrinth
of my mind
wishes all used up
prayers running out of time
writing lots of poetry using the line
"a relentless search to find"
the other half of myself, all mine
The...

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they say the only people who can't change themselves are babies when they're wet
yet  most people won't even try to change when they reach the adult set
they live lives of quiet desperation, still singing the same sad songs
and can't seem to stop acting like...

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Brooding on that love
a true feeling rejected
confused and perplexed.
Never should we love discard
unless no spare room in heart!

July 8th, 2018...

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spare change

he takes shelter in a cardboard box
old newspapers for a bed
threadbare clothes rumpled and dirty
a concrete pillow for his head

picking up used cigarette butts
from the crowded littered street
dumpster diving for table scraps
searching for something to eat

huddling in an open doorway
on a cold cold winter’s...

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Holidays can put a lot of miles
on the gastronomical tread ...
That last slice of cake
will have you wobbling to bed
So you better hope you’re at home,
and not somewhere else instead
Because now you’re starting to feel faint,
too much turkey is giving you the meat sweats
You’re hearing...

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I know you're out there ...
    I can hear you ... typing, rat-a-tat-tat
      I echo it, but place with intent
       each finger-step, just SO
      each notion...

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Care Every Where and Much To Spare

Christ has so much care to share;
All over earth and was everywhere,
And His love,
From above,
He sent to us with much to spare.

Jim Horn

My wife said that I should change
my PoetrySoup. Not sure how to
do that....

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She wanders through the rubble,
Tears streaming down her twisted face.
Red eyes mixed with black eyeliner. 
Her pupils shine green among the dancing flames.

Branches snag her tattered clothes,
Causing her to fall.
On hands and knees,
She has no will to stand.

Chains and locks on her wrists and ankles,
Not...

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Beauty bleeds through skin
Infecting all which festers 
So deep within
The skeletons cary such secrets
To disgrace and shame Gorgeous
Saying it no longer forgets

We both know what's going on
Spare us the pain
Please, just walk away
You're like a magnet and I'm the steel
It's surfaced and reared its sinful...

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I feel like I can move forward now

I have completed what I think is my legacy ?

I've staked my reputation on it 

So if you want or feel the urge to comment

Please go ahead make my boring day

As to me even criticism I do not...

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    Antisemitism is back in vogue
      thanks to a world gone rogue

   Some say it’s a fairly recent disease
      spare me the laughter please

   It’s been around ever...

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Your mother always yelled at your father to fix the nail protruding from the kitchen floor.
“It’s going to hurt someone someday,” she would bicker,
but your father hid his face behind his newspaper as she spoke. 

The nail remained sticking up from the ground,
but you taught...

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The time for frost has not arrived, the morning sunlight’s dampened
by the chill of evening dew, the grass still grows though slowly now.

Within, chill copper pipes ping, once again breaking the silence of night.
The field mice come unwelcomed to their winter nests inside my walls.

Morning...

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Is there a memo motionless meaning that co considers
the let me know not the in between time of soul space that swells
spit in time and all things youless and common/uncommon in a new raw
omniplural potpourri vs a humnopre-salient cap-able anti
impractical public a anonoymous -----let it...

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