Long Outnumber Poems

That "FEELING" ...

The one that makes you believe
That everything in your life,
No matter how messed up or negative,
Is actually wonderful ...
The feeling that, for a few hours,
Chases every bad thing in your life away ...
The...

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Fall Of Berlin

There on the wall hangs a mixture of paint on linen,
Leaving the impression of a city besieged, encased in ice;
Purposely frozen in horror to remind the living,
Of blood oozing from the rubble into...

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They’re trying to tell you
That your superstitions and machinations 
Are an exhausting game of whack-a-mole
They’re trying to tell you 
You’ve assumed a version of them
That society told you existed and you never questioned
They’re trying to...

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Scary like some other long winded stories

Watching the rise and the fall of a kingdom
Walls once rebuilt again tumble the ground
Allowing the beasties free reign in the village
Bellowing out o’er the wickedest sound

Pacing the streets,...

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In a small café, customers stream through the door. I jot down orders that pile up as I wonder what’s happening in the back kitchen. The patrons are looking more and  more displeased. I...

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Humans seem rather peculiar
amidst all the species out there;
reason, language, high emotions,
from romantic love to despair.
But one thing you always notice,
regardless of where you might go,
that all our tribes and nations have
established their own moral...

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tenderly ...
as if robin's eggs
I consider the brittle fragments
of her heart, cupped in
my tarnished Tin Man hands -
not taking for granted
the entrusting of their care
I lay them out like
priceless puzzle pieces upon a
surface of loving...

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The rain didn't fall 
last night so much
as it was thrown.

The wind didn't blow
last night so much
as it was whipped.

And a whip is
a thing which
lacerates, it cuts.

The day after
was the last day
and the next days
will...

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tenderly ...
as if robin's eggs
I consider the brittle fragments
of her heart, cupped in
my tarnished Tin Man hands -
not taking for granted
the entrusting of their care
I lay them out like
priceless puzzle pieces upon a
surface of loving...

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Here I sit reading our local rag. 
    Our little newspaper full of good stuff and hometown brag.
Anyway a story caught my eye. 
    A story by Paul Harvey...

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It's a PICKLE PARTY and you're being invited!
Return your RSVP saying you'll be delighted
to attend. Don't forget to bring your sunscreen
so, you can keep your lovely shade of green.

The pool will be open, so you...

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I need some kind of desire
But I don’t want to play with fire
But my love towards you won’t tire
Won’t tire

Oh oh oh oh
Oooh Oooh
Boom boom
You put me on a pedistal 
You made me feel so...

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our beloved P.I.C

how many people in the
good ol’ us of a 
are currently in prison?
how much profit does the
good ol’ us of a need
this year?
how many people does 
corporate america have to
pay at least minimum...

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So we cross this threshold of war as awful friends in freefall,
and with these trumpets and drums shaking the graves
of ancient days we bring forth instruments of death's call
through our very own homeland where the...

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Fairhair’s youngest son the good, for peace trickery repaid, by hawk upon the knee            Norse blood raised an English king, hid from the bloody...

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Point of View or Truth?

What is your view of politics? I'm sad, but dream there's more,
though politics says rhythm's plague, rhyme's rotten to the core,
and hope seems lost that world's worth spit! Can Right say...

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I spent a little too much time alone and I got stuck inside my head.

The crazy got a little too loud and I just wanted to  go to bed.

I still had good days but...

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My wife and I share a passion for travelling, the world we love to see
We travelled through France and Switzerland and we're now in Italy 
Day one was a trip in a cable car to...

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Deborah thinks I’m paranoid but let me give my theory a whirl
I believe we must be very weary of our little friend the squirrel.

Here’s an example: when Deborah and I walk in the morning there’s...

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Stand up for the person always bullied 
Defend the helpless when they are worried 

Don’t do it to be rewarded or so you are owed a debt
Don’t do it to be applauded or for any...

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being adventurous mammalians
we seek to avoid the repetition of pain
and encounter the repetition of pleasure
which might be why the ones who have everything
take from those who have nothing
just to get a little bit more
in a...

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A dry peninsula without internal flowing waters
anointed with the ointment of incredible prosperity
massaged by the fat hands of uncommon wealth
and covered by tight-fitting over-alls,
made out of an expanding economic might.

One of its regions has been...

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This is posted in 3 parts because it was too long to be posted as one.
My name is Kayla Thomas and this poem is for the contest Three Gems, in the contest section.
This was written...

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Today is Good Friday around the world, which even non-Christians respect, or know about. It is also the first time in history that online worshippers during Easter , outnumber in-person Church worship, and overwhelmingly so.

So,...

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The Lord sits upon his throne
watching over his people that he
called to be his own
his hand is upon us as we come and go
and his love he always does show
no words can describe his
unfailling Love...

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