Best Poems Written by Tom Eccles

Ok

My thoughts are blinking quickly deep in my brain. I’m happy you decided to join me, I’m so glad you came. If I didn’t pour my feelings out I think I’d go insane, well except that I am crazy, but only on every day.

            Ok, back to my brain and those thoughts that move to quick. You must realize that they’re making me sick. And that my stomachs been soured, it’s left a bad taste in my mouth. Your presence warms me but it also brings doubt. That floods these shores and evokes malaise. I only feel this way on all of the weekdays I’ve only felt that way since our first heartbreak. I wish I had an elixir or maybe a nepenthe. Because my heart has been hurting the torture won’t let up. I don’t know why I do this to myself maybe it’s just fun.

            Ok, I forgot you were here, I lost track of my thoughts. The pace of my heart is slowing, no wait I think it just stopped. A malady has come over me as I maunder through space. back to my heart and its slow beating pace. You’re here that’s so nice; I can smell your sweet scent. It’s tickling my fancy its giving me an itch. My eyes have forgotten how beautiful you are and my skin reads your body as a finger trails down your arm.

            Ok, back to your lips as you kiss my palm there’s no reason to worry but I do it’s the norm. For as much control as I don’t have you’d think I’d just quit. But I like being tripped up, no wait that’s not it. I like floating smoothly, just a little off the ground. Not being kicked in the chest when I’m already down.

            Ok, back to control, I’ve realized I have none. Not over my mind and not over your heart. It was lost so long ago, back when I misplaced my marbles. Back when the walls went up. I sit here it’s warm It’s, cozy in there you should come see. But there’s no way in and no need for a key. Hmm, what was I talking about? Are you still here? Is this story getting old? Does it bring on a tear? Well maybe I’ll stop talking. Just stop it’s becoming trite. Why won’t she stop poking me dude? It’s gotta be spite.

            Ok, back to the beginning, it’s all been so much fun. But I think I’ll cash out now. Sorry I have to run. I’m happy you could share yourself and that you even looked my way. I’m slowing up just enough to nod and to say.

            “Ok, there’s no need for goodbyes. We need no more games. I’m happy you could join me. I’m glad we could play. But I think I’m moving on now. I’ve had my fill. There’s no need to care anymore. So it’s on to the next hill."

Copyright © Tom Eccles | Year Posted 2018