On One HandOn one handOn One Hand10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
this young woman could worry about her grades and future
but on the other hand
the family has yet to be fed
the bills will be left unpaid
until she pays them
so maybe the future can wait
for another day
On one hand
her brother has a great talent for art
but on the other hand
the family can barely afford to feed themselves
so maybe a good school and a good education
can wait till a better time.
On one had
she thinks she might actually love him
on the other hand
she has a family to support
so maybe love and enjoyment
can come after she deals with
the daunting present first.
On one hand
she would love to become a doctor
but on the other hand
who is going to pay their current medical bills
never the less
medical school bills
On one hand
her mother could be contributing to the household more
but on the other hand
who is going to make her quit her long line of addictions
that render her useless to the rest of society
while she just pumps out more babies
more mouths to feed
molehills out of mountains*molehills out of mountains1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
i divorced my husband this summer
it was a long time coming
he took the baseball bat, the leather belts and the children
that have his hair or his eyes
(some of them are yours)
i kept the guitar and the cookbook and the bruises
(some of them are yours as well)
my husband now lives with a woman
whose lips are shaped like half-eaten olives
they have that in common.
i haven't gone out on a limb ever since i broke my arm
though the pine is still there with the empty nest
i go every day and check the hollow,
but all i find is hard amber, eggshells and
not a word from you.
not a word from you.
Nothingyou will not be remembered foreverNothing11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
because you are just as much
as the rest of them.
we can count
on our fingers
the number of people
in history text books.
in the grand scheme of things
you cannot find
your impossible place
in the universe
for it is nothing
and we are more nothingness
than an ant on the pavement.
you lost track of
the lines in the pavement
don't step on the cracks
because superstitions matter
in place of real ideals.
the stars don't care
about your problems
because they're too far away--
and don't know you're alive.
and i gave you too much,
you broke my heart
but that's okay
i don't need it
we were nothing together
because that's what we
were always meant to be.
The CallSomewhere far,The Call10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the outskirts
of my Utopian mind,
are the wisps of dawn
pulling at my nightgown -
the sun - eager to reveal
your morning love.
And the wind -
anxious to succumb to
your dying whisper...
The same whisper
that beckons me
to find your arms.
Writing of WritingWriting of Writing1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I felt like writing a poem
And this is what I came up with
I began to let my mind roam
Think of thoughts so near to be of myth
Why yes, I'm writing of writing
Maybe not quite unique
Many ideas worth for fighting
I not know, so this is my peak
Great ideas never come quick
A new idea will soon be
But which shall I choose to pick
Just wait, and we shortly we'll see
VagueBeige walls form clouds of dust and aluminum.Vague10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Translucent flames drift into my eyes.
A shallow fall to serenity welcomes my soul.
Graciousness separates the luscious, as well as the surprised.
Please Come Back.I'm sorryPlease Come Back.11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
for putting those bruises on your waist
I held on too tightly
because I was so afraid
of what would happen
if I were to let go.
Unreal MenHard to run away fromUnreal Men11 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
this man deep inside.
He tears into me so
it’s like parasites that kill me slow.
I can not get away
for this is what I feel.
I know he’s not real
but it hurts still.
I try to run and go
but like flies to light
I come back to the glow
and he gives me pain
again, and I receive no gain.
I drown myself in depression
desperate to feel needed
but I know,
he is far away,
he is not here,
and I lay in his words
pretending he is.
SensesI miss you.Senses11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The way you talk to me
when it's dark and we're alone;
your deep, slightly raspy words,
and the feeling of your breath
on my neck.
The way your eyes capture mine
in a quiet, thoughtful embrace,
pulling me closer
until the tips of our noses touch.
The way your hands trace my
silhouette in the darkness...
from my shoulders to my hips
to the curves that line my lips
when I smile at you.
The Godess' GospelIt's hard when your lover is a writer whoThe Godess' Gospel11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
uses beautiful words and broken imagery;
always striving to be beloved in her eyes,
and praying that she won't immortalize me
as broken as I see myself. She can beat
me with her words and slay me with the
truth as long as the abuse stays our secret.
I am a masochist, enjoying the strangulation
of a free verse or the bludgeoning of her
prose. When she is through my battered
soul hides within the facade of my skin and
never feels as exposed as when she is near.
Her delicate digits play scribe to my life on
the pages of her commandments, and I bow
down because when I kiss her I taste ambrosia
on her lips only proving that she is divine.
EtherealI rest nearest the platforms of arctic air.Ethereal11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Motionless, and without remorse.
Upon doves of grey feathers, my spoken phrases glide.
A plentiful silence graces the frozen soil - tranquility.
My ashen palms emit auras of depth and demise.
Furthermore, my placement progresses.
Rains to cleanse.
Glasses to gleam.
Patience swallows its pride.
Art Hurts.I fell in loveArt Hurts.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
with a painter
who loved his art
more than anything
A painter fell in love
with a poet
but I focused on my art
more than anything
We never had time
to love each other
because canvas and parchment
lured us away.
We only met
when I would sit for a portrait,
or he would pose for a poem.
Love is such a pretty
but the pain,
of which we had an abundance,
forged art so profound
that it's a wonder
we're both still
Why I remember goodbyeLike a flash, I rememberWhy I remember goodbye11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh that memory of you and me
I rather forget it but you persist
not knowing you weren't on my list
I know you weren't the least
of the things that I worry that still exist
But even your memory has its own persona
and I have to answer for my own and my agenda
So you asked again, why not, why we're not together
Knowing I already said we weren't meant for each other
But you knew me, know me, that my heart is still attracted
For the possibility that we are still destined
And I shook my head and forced a smile
Its been so long, I forgot my reason for awhile
and then I realize what was my parting words
"Lack of trust has lead me to such discord"
Maybe her eyes and her lips was all was there
and her smile that I've yearned for and care
but my heart is gone and I was hesitant to give
It was not fear, but the lack assurance that I've perceive
I know why we took a separate way
Cause I couldn't trust you till this day
and such is the foundation when I had to say
When You Are AloneWe tell each other––When You Are Alone11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as our hands create bunnies on the wall––
that we can be nothing
when we are alone.
I do not feel alone,
and you do not look it,
and like cats, we are comfortable
with the quiet
knowledge that the world endures.
When I am curled into the arms
of my couch, I read books
When you are alone,
I [also] disappear.
Reflections of the stormLying on the cold floorReflections of the storm11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Listening to this sad song
I love so much
Feeling the beats
Of my broken heart
This poisoned air
While the storm outside
Reflects the storm inside
Within my disturbed mind
Warm loveAs we huddle together,Warm love10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
heated by the fire in our hearts,
warmth spreading through our intertwined fingers
reaching to our sock covered toes,
we sit and we think,
we sing and we dance,
we laugh, and we love.
Though neither of us know how long we will last,
We both know how far we would go
if it meant the flame stay ablaze,
the ashes stay smouldering,
and the spark stay lit in our hearts.
i am not your messiah how can you ask this troubled corpsei am not your messiah10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
to save you
when she cannot save herself
A Momentary Lapse In JudgementI spend my days staring at the back of your headA Momentary Lapse In Judgement11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
At the desk with a notebook that no one has read
Turning cognitive wheels to figure you out
In a class at this point, I know nothing about
You're innately distracting; I admit it is true
The sad part about it?...I don't even know you
There's a bounce in my soul when you speak your mind
I forget the lesson, it's all left behind
My pencil snaps often, I make sure of that
You think I'm a klutz but you're nice to look at
It's just an attraction that won't go too far
The end of semester our caper does bar
I've considered the peril of asking you out
There's times when my amorous soul wants to shout
Valentine's day would be the paramount time
To woo you and win you and make you all mine
We'd go out to dinner and casually talk
At sunset we might even go for a walk
If you wanted to dance I'd be at your disposal
It might even lead to a marriage proposal
Ceremony in Paris, right under the Tower
With spectators cheering and millions of flowers
Trash PrincessGod etched graffiti into my bonesTrash Princess10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and made me out of rusted bolts,
broken mirrors and crushed soda cans
I am just a mountain of trash,
but I want to rule this
My promises are snapping
like twigs under their feet,
but just watch me:
the picture will come
back onto the cracked TV screen
Of He who Came to this WorldAdrift in the vengeance of her delirium,Of He who Came to this World10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I pierced the veil of eternity ....
And upon the breast of madness did I feast,
marooned in shadow’d-whispers
My soul bequeathed to this pellucid-abyss;
— a Halcyon clad in darkness dreaming
Lo, I saw hunters rise in the ether —
ghosts in the seraphic-blackness peering
Of beauteous melancholy, I lay quest
Wherefore, the blood of stars I reap & sow
How the breath of her lust befalls; —
a kiss of diamonds cast deep in the snow
Now bereft a foe beneath my skin,
where impassion'd plee she dare bespeak!
I grasp the silk of a fable spent
Yet thy visage lingers thru season’s fame,
haunting my soul like a Winter’s song
Til the age of silence, my lament doth rain,
unto solemn-brook, wherest thee prevail
And I bare the weight of a thousand skies,
To thy harbor, forever my spirit shall sail
— Arthur Crow © 2014
ReconcileIt’s been a year, I’m better now.Reconcile10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I’ve prayed for a better day
That finally arrived in the form of an apology
That I gave to you as well as myself.
And I’m sorry.
I crossed boundaries and internalized struggles
That weren’t in my power to resolve
And I tore myself up trying to fix the broken pieces
In a puzzle that could never be solved
On my own.
And those months in between were the worst I imagined
Invisible pain from the recollection of the past
Hidden under unfounded optimism
And no amount of gratitude could erase the fact
That I couldn’t help you.
But I never gave up
And I’m glad you didn’t either.
For I know that there’s still a plan
Perhaps not together
But for good.
I’m a wide-eyed idealist
And I’ll always look on the bright side
And even with all of this craziness I smile
For I’m happy to once again call you
Even SpringSuch an ardent heart you are,Even Spring3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hanging on with all you are,
Always certain that with time,
The heart you love will sing your rhyme.
You hope that love will change his mind,
But truth be told, you're left behind.
And now the only thing that's left's,
The residue of love once kept.
A hug to maybe warm the heart;
A kiss to beg a fresh restart,
But time's been lost and gone with snow,
Even Spring can't make stones grow.
skeletons sink, don't you knowshe was smart enoughskeletons sink, don't you know10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
to know that the rain didn't fall
just because her
day seemed more black
than blue; she knew
it came from
the tears the ocean sang when
it thought nobody could
that wasn't the case
whenever it struck bone.
she always was more
of an island
than a shore, but
her docks were all
rotted away and
they had left nothing but
skeletons to hang
onto; her lighthouse
held no lantern
the ocean had
doused her flame to ash
oh so very
fish never bit at
what was left of her brittle
bones, but they
amongst her ribs
where the coral grew
in patches so much
her world had
ever known; and as
the ocean rocked itself to sleep
and hid its face
from the stars,
the birds stole
her finger-bones to
try and touch the sky.
they (she) never did
learn how it felt to
be a god.
He LiedI told him he was perfect,He Lied10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And it’s the truth- he is for me.
I said that he was worth it
As I told him we could be.
He led me to new places-
I felt that I could fly.
His fingers filled the spaces
And taught me not to cry
We spoke about forever,
Oh beautiful words as such!
He told me he had never
Loved someone quite as much.
As wonderful as it sounds,
Though happiness we share
The memories gather round
And trap me in their lair.
He told me I was perfect,
That his body and heart were mine
But I guess that we weren’t worth it
For he made a mistake-