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The Glow of Candlelit EyesAlone in dark decay and dustThe Glow of Candlelit Eyes8 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
on old wallpaper floors
-spark, fizz, hiss-
a scant stick on scorched fingers
the glow exposes shaky shadows
flickering against the soot
Close to the floor, concealed by cloth,
something shimmers twice
Feathers of flame dance on glistening black
wet and shimmering still waters,
They savor the silent sensation
this impassive camaraderie from the
moons in another pair of eyes.
The yawning window welcomes a gust
levitating curtains and hair.
It shatters the moment,
murders the gleam
the swain recoils and
vanishes between the cracks.
Hand me-downs and cast-asides....Hand me-downs and cast-asidesHand me-downs and cast-asides....9 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The closer that we are dear
The further that I'm drawn
Deep into your spell dear
And I just want to drown
From deepest wild intentions
To the whispered tender kiss
But no matter what we do
I step willing to the tryst
You always bewilder me
Of that I will confide
My head comes to just these things
Hand me-downs and cast-asides
The more I learn about you
The less I know myself
But when the moments turn to madness
I am lost and somewhere else
You're always in my thoughts
I'm forever in your debt
With exactly how you move me
Every tear and smile and breath
You always bewilder me
Of that I will c
emptinessonce i thought those wordsemptiness9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
where true
now i know
you see i do
just how twisted
life can be
don't believe
as i have done
you will surely come undone
trust is a mistaken word
filled with hope absurd
don't believe for you see
leave me now before too long
for life is merely a song
abreathless whisper on the wind
something gone deep within
leave me now like the others
for i wish that you could see
just how meaningless words can be.
5 MinutesFor five minutes the other day I was a first time father5 Minutes9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
All the joys and agonies of a young new life weighed upon my shoulders
For 5 minutes I could behold the future and it looked bright
All the things I would teach them, the wisdom I would pass along
Boy or girl, it did not matter, I would be happy with whatever the fates chose to bless me with
Little baby 1 cm long visible on the ultrasound screen.
I had so many plans for you, even though the world it be a scary place,
But for you I would tread the dangerous waters to make it what more safe I can.
For five minutes I was the happiest man I had ever been.
It seemed like 5 minutes a
your goneWhy is ityour gone9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
we never see
just how precious
others can be
i hear you now
as i did then
your laugh your voice
those little things
I reach for those moments
but they are gone
they live only in
times gone by
You've left and now you see
no more times can be
I miss you Dad
62 years gone too fast
especially for the ones left here
you have left your mark
and forever will be
Rest in Peace
Return to Ballyickeen - Chapter 18Return to Ballyickeen - Chapter 189 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
After her children were off to school on Tuesday morning, Maura hurried down the road to the old bridge. We had agreed to use it as a meeting place again. As she approached the bridge, I stepped from behind the bridge support and called softly. "Come ahead. It's all clear."
When Maura joined me by the bridge support, I took her by the hand. "It's been grand getting to see you again, and to know that you and your children are all right. There will be no chance to see any of you again after I finish with the Earl. Even if there were time, it would be far too dangerous for you. Tell Tim that I appreciate all that he has done also."
My
Return to Ballyickeen - Chapter 17Return to Ballyickeen - Chapter 1710 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 17
It was a brisk but beautiful morning as I drove the cart down the road to Dunquin. It had the look of a day with rain in the afternoon, but it was not going to dampen my enjoyment of traveling across this beautiful countryside. As I moved slowly down the road, I reflected back on how I had come to be driving this cart full of crops to Dunquin.
Maura had left me the signal that her brother Tim was willing to help, and then she met me at the old church the next morning.
As we started on the way to Tim's farm, Maura stopped and grabbed me by the arm. "Sean, I meant to tell you yesterday. The worker I was talking to at your old
Return to Ballyickeen - Chapter 3Chapter 3Return to Ballyickeen - Chapter 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next morning, while we were discussing several things over breakfast, I remembered something I had intended to ask Dover when he had first rode up. "How did you ever find us?"
"Oh", he said as he reached for his coffee cup. "It was easier than you would think. You know how it is. There's a lot of land out here, and few folks, so news spreads pretty far, and pretty quickly. I ran into a soldier in southern Montana who had talked to a wagon train boss named Ward. The Wagon Master had told him about a young man that fit your description, and a beautiful Mohegan girl, who had left his train with the intent of following the S
Return to Ballyickeen- Chapter 1Chapter 1Return to Ballyickeen- Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The rider had sat motionless on his horse for an hour or more. The stand of pines located to his right, and a third of the way down the hillside, had been his choice as the best place to stop. He knew that it's background would help hide his presence from any unfriendlies that might be looking from below, or from the east.
Newcomers to the west would have been puzzled by his behavior, for there had not been the slightest sound or movement to indicate that danger might be imminent. The rider had lived on the frontier for many years, and had developed instincts that went beyond what he saw or heard. Had someone been along to qu
A Knight of Murder - Chapter 16A Knight of Murder - Chapter 161 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 16
The next morning, after turning on his coffee maker, Chet called Brianna. When he heard her voice answer, he asked. "How about you and Misty meeting me for breakfast at the Apollo? After we eat, I'll take her off your hands and see about finding a place for her to stay."
"I'm going to have to pass", she responded. "I have to be in court first thing this morning on an old murder case. However, I could drop her off at the Apollo on my way, and save you a trip over here."
"That would be great," he answered. I'll be there in an hour."
When he arrived at the Apollo, the restaurant was filled with customers. The waitress that
en dag i tagetelegant sänkeren dag i taget1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
natten sin sløja över
dagens sista
andetag, medan
gardinerna sakta dansar
i den kalda kvällsbrisen
tankarna bleknar tills
allt är tyst och vi
ger efter för nattens
energi som synas ha et outtømligt förråd av
tid
Livingwith everyLiving1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
heartbeat you seek the
innermost secrets, with
trembeling hands you
endure the pain
critically you examine your soul
in search for the
truth that can set
you free, but
blinded by the future
you hit the window... hard
terrified you back down
hurting, not expecting to be
entitled to feel anything
softly rising to the surface
elevated mind...
alive!
Intense Retribution - Chapter 31Intense Retribution - Chapter 311 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 31
Colleen looked down the room toward the casket. "I thought they did a really good job with her hair, and that dress was her favorite, so I'm sure she would have wanted to be buried in it."
She and Spencer had just gone through the line to view Adele's body and to greet her parents. They were now standing at the other end of the room, collecting their thoughts.
He said, "This is the third time I've spoken briefly with Adele's parents since her death. Each time, I almost feel compelled to apologize for their daughter being killed."
"Spencer, no.."
"No. I know it's not my fault. I didn't choose her to die. I didn't kill her.
Intense Retribution - Chapter 2Intense Retribution - Chapter 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2
Even after regaining consciousness, Baxter had no idea of where the pickup was headed. It was obviously being driven on primitive roads, or cross country, for his body ached all over from bouncing around against the hard bed of the pickup.
After what seemed to be a very long time, the truck stopped. He felt the weight of the tarps being removed, then the handcuffs being released from the tie down loops. Without a word being spoken, a strong pair of hands dumped him out the back of the truck, and left him laying there for a few minutes.
When his blindfold was finally removed, he saw that they were in a part of the reservation t
She thinks. Sat down to calculate the inches of my faults, my senses literally disobey meShe thinks.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Through this long night i try to write, about those faded and shattered lies
Lies I've known about you, lies that destroy your precious sight
Surely i can take you alright, and I'm sure you still don't know me
Didn't you relax upon your boundaries, think i would be just another flight
To that cold body, to some precious moments of your life
See...
your imperfect smile
the awkward flaw in your talk
your facial expression
that body movement
I'll just stop so plain
I'll just stop so plain
I'm just bored of your false tricky cheats
I need some honest
Paint me a SliverPaint me a sliverPaint me a Sliver1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
of pale crescent moon
With billows of pink in the sky
Paint me a dream
with your words so sweet
to cradle my fears as I lie
Paint me a future
ready to weave
magic in moments unfurled
Paint me a lifetime
gone and to come
Paint me a moment to "be"
kdmb 2012
Kimber BioFull name: Kimber Raye DesmondKimber Bio1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Age: 14
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 113
Hair: Kimber has long black hair that is naturally curly. She keeps it up out of her face and always tied back.
Eye color: Amythest purple
Other physical features: Kimber is short but she can run fast and jump high. Her muscles are extremely toned and she is always in shape. Her small frame makes it easy for her to be flexible and to fit into tight spaces.
Regular wardrobe: Kimber wears short blue jean shorts that are cut off at the bottoms. Her white belt fits over the top of her shorts and she uses it as an accessory. Her shirt is a tank top underneath and her over shirt
singularityelectrified automatasingularity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fuel spiraling entropy
towards a billowing heatsink
red waves of reverberation pulsing
frequencies dance amidst a thickening jungle in the sky
void, the once still and silent utopia, devoid
collectively doomed, forever multiplying
a serene white explosion
imparts, overtakes
Darkness descendsYou begin to see the lightDarkness descends2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
feel the warmth
then, unexpectedly
the darkness creeps back in
pulling you down
under
deeper
it wraps around you
like a serpent
choking out the light
that had just begun to shine again
and because you'd started to believe
in the light
the hope,
the darkness feels that much darker
more impenetrable
drowning dreams in it's wake
ever dimmed
slipping from sight
through fingers no longer
finding the will to hold on
perhaps it is all just a fantasy
the light in the world
the darkness is too strong to battle
and so you let go
slipping into the dark depths
forever
fade to black
Precluded ConversationHello therePrecluded Conversation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The shadow that haunts me
I can't get you out of my mind
I need to hear your voice
And feel your touch
Because without you I am alone
I sit here and I can only
Think of you
How are you?
A thief in the night
The brightest light that shines
Shines for you alone
The summer days fade to fall
And we are lost in a crowd, separated
Like the sun and the moon in the stars
Never to be together
What's happening?
The flicker of a candle flame goes out
All is dark
I look around
And see a disfigured form
Like looking in a funhouse mirror
A distorted version of you
Realization strikes me
Goodbye my love
The voice insi
On the Banks of the RiverOn the banks of the river,On the Banks of the River2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There I first saw her,
Bloated and rotting,
Flesh like an ulcer,
On the banks of the river,
She lay near the rocks,
Eyes wrapped in fear,
Jaw clenched in a lock,
On the banks of the river,
Wet and alone,
No one to help her,
Death was her home,
On the banks on the river,
I unfolded her dress,
Dug a grave for the body,
Laid her weary bones to rest,
One the banks of the river,
An angel died…
Dragonflies in the sun waking aside my dearest friendDragonflies in the sun2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
love is made
once, twice and again
we explore uncharted regions
of distant planes
that exist within our very molecules
electrical impulses
that charge our souls
with love purer than virgin fleece
as we reside among the sheep
that cause extreme
lack of sleep
reality slowly begins to creep
back
into our bodies
carnate reality
the physical form
still sun warmed
and more
alive, for the first time
again
like the freshly erupted larva
of the sun-soaked dragonfly
waking aside my dearest friend
lol - A Poem for my WifeThey were once a happy couplelol - A Poem for my Wife2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But now resentment seems to linger
It has been 6 months now
Time you came and pulled on my finger
The make-up has gone
and now it's curlers to bed
Time to see my psychiatrist
And find out what's wrong with my head
Take the garbage out she bellows
I heard this to so many times before
As I drag the bag to the curb
I call her nasty names like bitch and whore
With each day her list grows longer
How much more can she demand of me
This question steady in my head
Perhaps it is time to run and be free
Now now she tries to dress me
Always telling me what not to wear
My head says one thing
but my mouth a
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