Poetry Blogs (2014, friendship)
Deb McFarlane on GOODBYE SON (3 hours ago)
I grip the blade,
I can't cut,
I handle the rope,
Unable to tie the knot.
I had a bottle of pills;
Poured them down the drain,
I lost the suns warmth,;
Waited in the rain.
A thought of your essence,
I swiftly hold back,
Every weappn of mine,
As the force slowly lacks.
Letting my sadness roam,
But not a thought roamed,
'Cause you're fighting,...
Sunday 5th October 2014 6:19 pm
Frozen sighs shadow thick,
Fire heaving through the giants teeth,
Her silk dress gliding gently, serene,
Eyes beating like drums on Winter Eve.
He quells her silent tears,
Caressing her sea of particles,
Eliminating the smudges wept across her jaw,
For her eyes spilled a thousand written articles.
"Beauty, beauty is within and without,"
He articulates, palm leveling her ...
Sunday 5th October 2014 1:26 am
She ate sliced ham out of a zip-lock bag,
standing beside me on the subway platform
with her side-tilted hat showing she was
all spunk and all seriousness, making me
feel absurd to be holding these gladiolus
and heading to the far west side of the city
where my sweet friends with an Irish accent
had just had a baby removed.
This girl with her hat and her ham and I
Tuesday 27th May 2014 12:53 pm
I break everything I touch; At first seemingly simple- But soon too much, For my games are so nimble. My feelings out of reach- always too far to touch. And not made known through speech; I am an observer- I keep my distance; I am not a conformer- And at times lack resistance. I speak my words carefully, I am a reformer- And I shall go about it tastefully, Though always be straig...
Friday 25th April 2014 4:27 pm