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FallFall1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something fell. How could a sound so loud
have been a dream? Yet how could a sound
so loud have left a silence thick as this?
There is so little sound you might be deaf.
You say, "hello," softly, to the dark.
You hear your voice clearly through the air.
The lighted clock says four A.M.
Did something fall? It could have been a dream.
It may have been the picture in the hall.
Why did you hang it with a single nail?
Or was it something not so near as that,
whose size and mass you cannot say?
Was it here in the city, a block away,
a mile? There would be sirens, surely.
Or was it something both near and far -
did a world slip dow
Un PoemeUn Poeme1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A face poem
A poem face
Poem a face
Face a poem
Then and nowThen and now3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Elevators may stop between floors -
Shout aloud for help until the doors
Can be pulled open by the friend who hears.
A voice and friends is what we need and all we have.
Peace may come, may end certain wars.
Elevators will still stop between floors.
I am so brittleI am so brittle1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am so brittle I could crack
and fall in pieces at your feet.
Sweep me off into the corner -
all I want to do is sleep.
I am so hollow I could melt
into a smaller puddle than
you might expect to see.
No need to step on me -
I only want to sleep.
Is there a code I have to crack,
is there a solid I should melt?
Give me the key and raise the heat -
let me sleep!
Wish1 year ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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in whispers1 year ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Love and Science BluesI had love and I had science,Love and Science Blues1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I thought those would be enough.
I had love and I had science,
I thought those would be enough.
Then the bottom fell out
and push came to shove.
They say love is never-ending,
and they are telling it true.
They say love is never-ending,
and they are telling it true.
But love can get so tired
it does not know what to do.
Science always has an answer,
or it says one can be found.
Science always has an answer,
or it says one can be found.
But your world may go to pieces
before they track it down.
I got no plan, I got no program,
and no comforter is near.
I got no plan, I got no program,
and no c
A mirrorA mirror4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have a mirror that shows another face.
I have a face that asks to hear a song.
I have a song with room for light.
I have light that is the red inside every color.
I have a color that is waiting for its name.
I have a name that means tenderness.
I have tenderness caught in a mirror.
The pattern2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Serious play3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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ValentineI know the ancient words and I speak the newest talk -Valentine3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
my pantry's full of pie and my front door has a lock.
You can be my fiddle and I can be your bow -
I can play the high notes so soft and sweet and slow.
I know you need a quiet place where you can mend your dreams -
my daddy was a tailor, I can sew those ragged seams.
I've heard that there are angels who are jealous when we kiss -
they look at us and think about all the things they miss.
There is something to be said for not rocking any boat -
but if you rock with me I know we can stay afloat.
I asked the higher powers if our love would be okay -
they said love is always risky but do it anyway.
I used to know just what to do, I had a master plan -
the only thing I know now is I want to be your man.
This is no brief love affair and this is no mistake -
this love is mine to give and my heart is yours to take.
-particulate journey-surrounded by giants, ignored by all-particulate journey-11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
eve1 year ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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White NoiseIt makes you feel alone, doesn't it? But at the same time, you feel like it's a crowd of people all centered around you close, but not enough to touch you.White Noise2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It isn't quite the same as static on your radio or the ring in your ears. It's like you feel detached from the world if you stand still in it, like you don't really exist. It also seems to have a weird sound, something you can't exactly describe, but everyone knows what you are talking about.
It can be so loud after a while, as if it wants to recreate all the noises you heard before it. You might even wonder if it is trying to replace the world you are apart of, trying to fool you into b
Bizonyos emberekBizonyos emberekBizonyos emberek2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
N. bejegyzése: wáááááá ti h tudtok ennyit depizni meg filozofálgatni bizonyos emberek miatt... :D ami elmúlt az elmúlt… megtörtént... magad mögött hagytad...
*Mert nekünk ezek a bizonyos emberek néha többet jelentenek annál a bizonytalan tömegnél, ami körülvesz, ami maga a mindig változó Jelen.
Mert ezek a bizonyos emberek nekünk néha oly valódiak, hogy harapni lehet az emléküket, mint a hegyi levegőt.
Mert mi tudjuk milyen az, ha egy bizonyos ember maga a levegő,
Distant, Yet CloseDistant, Yet CloseDistant, Yet Close2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
by: Jonathan Marsolais
I feel detached, so alone
So out of place in somewhere I should fit in
So pained, knowing no bounds
To the distance, being alone so long
Distant, yet close
So far away from me yet not so
So much distance altogether too close
So absent-minded & lost
Where am I, I know this place
So familiar, it fades away
I try to catch it, but it escapes me
In the distant, but so close to me
Distant, yet close
So far, yet not so
So much to cover but little time
So absent-minded & lost
So confused, so mistaken
Understood by others, yet not so
Oh
My Chemical HeartMy Chemical HeartMy Chemical Heart3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
by: Jonathan Marsolais
I've fought so often
Trying to push everyone away
But no one listens to me
They all ignore what I have to say
I take some pills
To flush the anger out
To take and rob me of sadness
To make me whole
With my chemical heart
Me and others fight constantly
We keep each other away
I wanna leave this prison
But I don't know how
I take some pills
To flush the anger out
To get rid of sadness
To hypnotize me
With my chemical heart
I pass out when I fight too much
I feel so angry when no one does anything to help
So leave me be
So that my che
Your ForgivenessYour ForgivenessYour Forgiveness3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
by: Jonathan Marsolais
O beauty of the sky divine
Shine your light upon us
The damned, the cast-aways, the forgotten
Those you would forgive
That others never would
Sky, give us your forgiveness
Show us that though you throw us rain
You can still relent your assault and show us
The true colours of the beauty you have
O beauty of the starlit sky
Show your moonlight once more
For us, the forgotten and the invisible
Those you would show pity for
And wrap us in your embrace
Sky, give us your forgiveness
Show us that though you throw us snow
You can still show t
AgonyAgonyAgony3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
by: Jonathan Marsolais
My soul is so dark
I've hidden myself from others
Friends and family don't even know me anymore
Because I've hidden myself so deep
Pain wracks my body
As I sit alone, in darkness
Agony writhes within me
As I die alone, in darkness
Mind is so putridly dark
I've become invisible, unnoticed
Save for when I help others with their problems
Only to sink back to the lowest depths of my heart
Agony destroys my body
Ligament by ligament, I collapse
Agony writhes within me
As I die alone, in darkness
Agony berates my body
As I sit alone, in darkne
Time.If life is so short why does time seems to stand still so much?Time.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Why do I get out of bed only to wake up and want to go back there?
And why do I never sleep soundly?
Why does it actually take effort to get up most mornings?
Why does my mind seem to go everywhere, out of control?
Why do I always seem to be waiting,
waiting for something to happen instead of making it happen?
Why do I waste time doing things that are meaningless,
things that won't be remembered, things that will be forgotten just like me?
What am I waiting for and why doesn't it come already?
Maybe I'm just waiting for life to pass me by,
or the thing that's going to
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