in
by Alex B.
I made a skin of glass
I could not just leave it bare
I layered it with nails
They're all still sitting there
I covered it every possible way
I don't know what to do
For though I try and try again
Your acid still leaks through
Study Hall by Jessica
The sound of a book dropped to the floor
A sound so common, we've all heard before
The sound of scratching pencils on paper
The faint whispers and passing of notes we all savour
The unforgettable look of a teacher's stare
Towards those who misbehave or sit fixing their hair.
Towards those who are artists and draw in their books,
Trying to ignore the teacher's disappointed looks.
But when the bell rings, then starts the chatter.
The pushing of chairs, the noise and the clatter.
Autumn
by Aja Bain
Autumn
Leaves fall to the ground like sun-colored snow
The trees
Blazing candles that melt to the earth
Shards of shattered sunset
Flickering flames that ride the tide
Of the wind
And burn until the first breath of winter snuffs them out.
For
Love Again by Thom Szakacs
Sunrise
brings new things
To the mind: Beautiful she
Sits and smiles, and in
An instant everything
Forgotten
and gone,
Leaving dustless space
Which needs to be filled again.
Walking in the rain
Through
Knightsbridge
We knew it was. Umbrellas
Protecting but not needed.
The smell of rain on
Worn
concrete, the
Subtle steps and obvious
Gestures, all for love.
For love again.
A
Little Hard Work by Andrea Iannella
A little practice is all it takes
All it takes to ride a bike
All it takes to take a hike
All it takes to know you're done
All it takes to know you've won
All it takes to shout out loud
All it takes to be real proud
All it takes to be the best
All it takes to now go rest
Groundhogs Day by Katrina Hann
The groundhog pops up once a year and this year he got a surprise.
For when he looked behind himself a shadow crossed his eyes.
He ran back to his cozy burrow as fast a he could run.
And when the townsfolk saw this they knew winter was not done.
Six more weeks the groundhog slept deep underneath the ground.
And when six weeks had come and gone he still could not be found.
They searched his burrow high and low.
Back and forth, too and fro.
And then it came to their surprise.
A note had come across their eyes.
It Read:
I QUIT!
Waiting for Time by Josh Sasto
The clock is ticking my time away,
As I fumble away at the most important question of my life.
I shuffle to get comfortable
Yet still my mind is black,
As black as a hole that swallows worlds.
I need to be swallowed by time right now,
I can't wait for time.
Sugar
Plum Fairies by Danielle Baughman
I am from
big, tall Barbie houses
and long days at the beach.
From Harley-Davidson motorcycle rides
and camping out in the woods.
I am from wooden monkey bars
and a 4-foot deep swimming pool.
From long trips to California
and dishwashing at age nine.
I am from the Nutcracker Ballet
and the runaway bunnies.
From mice scurrying across the floor,
and loud thundering nights.
The
Alcoholic by Nicole Braganza
Estranged
By self-consciousness
Wasting dignity
With every drop
Of the drink
Losing face
Losing love
Life is a stumble
Degraded
By the stench
Of Irish piss
Dedicated
to No-one by Thomas Szakacs
Tickets lie
on high-up shelves like
Dust magnets, which sparkle in the light
Only to be disturbed by fumbling fingers:
Materialistic courses once held so dear.
Does he remember
the reasons for
Keeping each one? The places they have
Taken him too? The days he promised
Never to forget? Promises made of tin
That could
never have been
Stored on a shelf and
Poked
At.
Now he is
alone, every
Comfort lost to his memory,
He reminds me of a dead tree:
How beauty has fallen,
How love has left…
Soon he will
be removed,
His frail body burnt and scattered,
Lost to someone else's memories:
To be forgotten again…
I Wannabe… by Sean McGahey
I wanna be a writer
And have a paperback book
A black 'n' white cover
With a catchy title, a
Story with a hook!
A photo of me
standing with a look
like a beat
Charles Bukowski
As if I've lost all hope,
Wear a pointy hat and be
Alexander Pope!
I just wanna be on your
Bookshelf or in a second
Hand book shop
Alongside Mills & Boon
The Dandy and Blue Peter
and bought along with a seventies tie
For £1.20p , which isn't enough
For chips or a pukka pie!
House
of Legacies by Jessi
Centered in
a maze of halls and rooms it rests, patiently waiting to be used.
The floor a complex pattern of lines and boundaries, a sanctuary
for a precious few.
As I enter, the taints of past contests bombard my senses: the
echo of a winning crowd, the moans of sympathy when something
goes amiss.
I absorb the lonely stands; the wood floor that stretches like
a vast sea before me will seem small as bodies fill it.
The cylinder sits suspended above it all;
a King seated on his throne, passing judgment on his subjects;
the determining factor in the joy and despair of many.
The smell comforts me, I recognize it from childhood.
In the air are hints of sweat, blood, and tears, the sweet taste
of victory, and the bitter tang of defeat.
I close my eyes and breath; I am filled with legacies long forgotten,
memories of ordinary heroes, and those who helped them on their
way to greatness.
All too soon a buzz of others surrounds me.
A whistle blows, my eyes open...
the game begins.
Everything
Ends with Nothing by Thomas Szakacs
Trying unveils
us as frauds:
You and me, united through
The times gone by, unwilling
To realize where we shall be
In x amount of days, times…
Old clocks: slow motion succumbs
Even the strongest relationship.
Lying with
you tonight I feel
Unstoppable, my care for
You shall not change - whoever
Could be with you tomorrow,
Feeling the same way I do.
The
Love Pendulum by Nicole Braganza
You have a
power over me.
I find myself dangling, like a fool in love,
Like a pendulum, swinging to your fancies,
At a loose end, wondering at your strong arms.
Your touch
leaves me heady and excited,
Quivering and connected to you
By that fragile connection, your charm
And this daring game of romance.
Affair
by Ian Maxwell
He gently
caresses her beautiful skin
He starts to kiss it
He turns down the lamps, so that the only
Source of light is the two candles
In the middle of the room
He tells her to Wait there
And fetches a single plate
He places the avocado on the plate and then
He devours it.
Leaving...
by Sean McGahey
The long meandering road
The instantaneous rasp of wheels
On the dual carriageway wake up the
Local melancholy folks and lawmen…
The inviting horizon
The foretaste of what's to come
The aesthetic landscape beckons…..
Luminous words
in a strange land
Lowly feelings of regret
Impassioned words of yearning
Yearning for sacredness
In the rain, in distraught, in ostensible
Whilst waiting...
Feeling like
Jack I stagger, stumble & totter
I'm leaving. Do I want a send off? Valediction…
The culpable
feeling of sadness
Swamps my heart as I prepare to leave…
No more momentous ecclesiastic
Speech's of love and devotion…
I'm leaving you
I'm leaving you
I'm leaving…
One
of the Boogie Man Clan by Tracy Brinks
I am one of the boogie man clan
I'm the one that bites your hand.
I hide underneath your bed
and whisper things in your head.
I scare you out of sleep,
give you nightmares that you keep.
I am one of the boogie man clan
it's true, this is no scam.
I am the one, the only, the all.
We live inside your wall
Powerful
Lessons by Max Sills
And I can
give you tastes:
The smell of corn,
or thunder, a big heat
lightning storm,
indigestion,
powerful lessons
forgotten.
In a temporary
grotto
see what you will;
trees, fruit,
humidity,
a lightning bolt
baby corn
powerful lessons
forgotten.
Not so much
forgotten
but in the heat
flame
fire.
not so much fire
but in the heat
the powerful lessons
forgotten.
Not so much forgotten
but in the heat
flame
fire
melted away like wax.
Yearly
by Kate Tschantre
The air is
so crisp
Yearning, longing, anxious now
Familiar feelings
Silence by Danielle Dunnuck
Silence fills the room.
Shaking begins.
Cold hands take over.
Nervousness driving me insane.
So curious.
Tears run down the faces of people
Who once smirked and spoke callous words.
Screams echo from every corner of the room.
People start to talk.
Fear takes over.
I feel my whole body go numb.
Everyone is upset,
Motionless,
Looking as though they've seen a ghost.
The color has drained from the face of the girl behind me.
I ask her, "What is the matter?"
And all she can say is, "I never got to say good-bye."
Then it hits me…
Battle of the Sexes by Dava Tuttle
|
Women
Have the
Notion to Love
|
Men
Have the
Notion to Mate
|
While
Together an inseparable bond
is formed. Two people
destined for love
and happiness
forever.
Beyond
The Glass by Josh Sasto
My eyes glaze over this imperial sun,
Its warmth and blistering rays confine me to hiding
Beneath a sheet of sand.
Beyond it - greens, purples and yellows, enriched with hues and
shades
That would make old Adolf turn in his grave.
The lamp will rise and so it shall fall,
Preferring another landscape to drench in its glory.
Who defines its path is not just a question,
But also the purpose of all this nature,
This very natural thing.
Diamonds by
Julie Pheanis
They say that
a diamond
Is a girl's best friend,
It's a very good way to her heart,
But after awhile,
It gets kinda old,
And begins to start falling apart.
You can keep it forever,
But it's just not the same,
As the very first time it was new.
Sometimes it's just better,
To set it aside,
And let the good times stay with you.
Darkness
by Lauren Mcalum
The light of day is fading away
The moonlight is here to stay
The light is dark no ones around
In the darkness cries a deep dark sound
In the darkness you shall find
Of pain and sorrow I have dined
Thoughts of darkness scares me so
Hoping sighs of pain don't show
I guess my
eyes are falling asleep
My mind is dark with things to keep
When I look to find myself
I see the darkness of light itself
In my thoughts I have cried
Trying to find who I am inside
Darkness of pain, heart of sorrow
Forever more the light will shine tomorrow!
Night
by Kate Tschantre
The night
was clear, yet unpredictable
A clustered group of clouds began to merge
Air moved with ease like thin and steady silk
Slight chill was passing to and fro through trees
What sounds
emerge from such a night as this
Low chirping, creaking mysteries of fright
All creatures huddled under layers dense
With leaves of musty odors creeping out
An atmosphere
of possibilities
Off in the distance rumbles thunder's cry
A bolt of lightning answers its request
Now darkness has engulfed the quiet storm
The
Bully by Adele Clifford
Why do you
feel so bad inside,
That you have to take it out on me?
Jealousy is always in your mind,
Why can you not see?
That you make other's lives hell,
Just to make yourself feel good,
Causing the victims to be frightened,
Stop you, if only I could,
Names to you are just a laugh, a joke,
But they leave emotional scars
Why can't you just accept it,
That we are going to be stars,
But instead of making use of your talents,
You mock others instead,
Causing people to hate you,
Because of them things you've said,
It may seem that you're popular,
But your friends are scared you'll groan,
And one day you will get what you deserve,
And live all alone,
Impression,
or The English Teacher by Bronwyn E Haynes
She sits there, perched on her
nicotine-brown pedestal,
reciting poetry and spreading
her smoky breath
throughout the room.
Air transformed
from clear
to choking, I suffocate
on every word she says,
each new idea she pours down
my throat; struggle to swallow
the phrases
that wash over me,
waves on the surf, ripping apart
my surface like sand
and chopping my innards to
shards like shells…
Beatitude
Pulp by Sean McGahey
Antiquated
poets, the
Emissary of words & wisdom, spitting
Unforgettable sonnets of
Parodies of woebegone
Stories, garrulous
Phrasing....
Weather beaten
mackintosh
Black worn boots SWISH & SWOSH
Dignity? NO
Outdo, beat,
defect, exceed...
Nullify this hunger pang
Beatify this sanguine
Vagabond
...Goodnight
Forlorn poets
Stuck in a rut
A paroxysm of educated
Words wasted in a
Book on a shelf not rated
Or read...a shame
The
Mysterious Mind by Tracy A. Brinks
How strange
and complex are our brains
How confusing and insane!
We think of things that are so weird
Like great-great grandmas with a beard.
Is it because we are way too bored?
Is that why we pretend that we are lords?
Why do we play pretend?
These questions I cannot comprehend
We get so jealous of each other
Why can't we be sisters and brothers?
Why so envious and why so cruel?
Why make a law or a rule?
How mysterious is the human mind!
How mysterious the nature of mankind!
City
of Lights by Sean McGahey
The capacious city skyline
clings to the horizon
the monstrous sight of concrete
Slams into your peepers
the incandescent lights
Of Old New York
Attract the bustling
New York folks, to the fresh "Bop'n'Jazz"
Coolly type clubs for the hipster
Cat & Co.
The In Vogue
Cadence
Of rock, rap'n'jazz
Attract artists and poets
To sit and talk of dreams
Nomadic, Romantic, Dogmatic
Men, Women and Children
Hangout for a good buzz
Like the folks of East Village
Slip'n'slide
between the yellow blur,
Of cabs'n'cars
And savor the scent of
Freshly made coffee
Poured by the little old lady
In the City of Lights.
A
Grain of Sand by Rachel
Sustad
I stand in an ocean of sand
Looking at millions of millions of grains
Too numerous to count.
I start to bend down and throw one into the ocean
For what will one grain make a difference?
But then I remember
Without that one grain of sand,
There would be one less shade of buttermilk yellow
And one less grain to squish between my toes.
No, I decide.
This ocean of sand can't afford to just throw away any grain.
For each and every one make up
The rolling hills before me.
If I lose one more,
No one will ever know where that grain could have gone
Or what it could have done.
And that is why I won't ever throw that grain away.
Today
I Am Happy by Kylé.
P
Today I am
happy
I saw a smile, heard a laugh
I realized it was my own
I don't do that much anymore
I woke up
this morning and saw the sun streaming in
I heard the TV, my sister's early morning cartoons
The clanging of pots, the slush of water in the sink
Today I am happy
I got up,
got dressed
I looked out the window, saw the garden with its big trees
Simple things, I'd never noticed in my misery
Today I am happy
I forget about
what is expected
What I was meant to finish
What that person said or why
Today I am happy
Father
Do You See This? by Suzanne
Irvin
Look into
my eyes father
Tell me what you see
Do you see the anger
That stays with me?
This is what
you did
You taught me how to hate
So I to you I bid
This is my tragic fate
When you see
me can you smile?
Do you see what you have done?
I blame you for my trial
I'll never see the sun
So now I thank
you Father
I give you what's left of my heart
I don't know why I ever bothered
You tore it all apart
Breaking
Down by Kylé. P
The red autumn
trees against the pale blue sky
Like bright flames reaching up toward some heaven
Leaves crunching beneath your feet
Frail skeletons filled with memories lost
The beautiful slow decay of things once green
Vivid colours, orange and umber
The wind blows cold
It brings with it a whisper of worse things to come
The coloured-in landscapes change to black and white
A bitter grey framework of what once was
the
city and the portrait by Meredith Myre
rain
forever in a steady rhythm
dripping down from the graveyard
to the streets below
moss grows like promises
and rust is a fashion statement
casual encounters all share the rain
it is the frame in which our city lives
it is the frame in which my portrait lies
to ignore the gloom
we sip this bitter brew
that is the city's blood
that are the oil paints used to color my face
and the metal towers
speak volumes to our wealth
but hiding on every corner
there's a man glaring at
you
and you shuffle past
ignoring his blank stare
"he's just a lazy bum, go find help elsewhere"
he is this city's blemish
he is the look of sorrow and distrust
on the still oil on canvas face
city and portrait
soaking in the rain…
To
Remember by Meredith Myre
To remember
is to shatter what memories we may make of now
Caw, caw,
caw echoes
Crows in velvet coats
of glossy ebony
White washed
picket fence
worn by time and weather
struggling to keep the wild tangle at bay
Tattered pick-up
trucks
rusted by the persistent rain
faded with age
...like the promise of a sunny
day
Entrance to
Eden
white wire fence and arch
an Eden, not divine
...but as human as this run down
neighborhood
Sky, full
of potential
silver soft silent
making me remember
...all the things I'm without
Talents
by Adele Clifford
Talents are
like jewels imprinted on our souls,
Shimmering in their own unique way,
Everyone has a talent,
But it's whether we use it or throw it away,
Some can dance,
tip-tapping their feet,
Some can sing like angels with their sweet song,
Some can paint the perfect picture,
Not to share these gifts is wrong,
Talents bring
sparkles to our eyes,
When we know we have made someone smile,
To bring joy to someone's heart by sharing our talents,
Makes us feel happy too, even just for a while,
Life's
Meaning by Alexa Payne
Have we destiny?
Or are we floating around on no course?
What are we driven by, what kind of force?
Life never seems to make sense
The more I think, the more confusing it gets
Maybe one
day, maybe I will see
Something that reveals life to me
But until that day I'm in the dark
I wait for the day my understanding will start
Sometimes
I think of the time I have left
To figure out if this life has a meaning behind it
I have regret, but not too much
All I want is my fading candle re-lit
If I were
to know life's meaning
Would I still want it, would it be displeasing?
All questions have answers, this I figured on my own
But maybe there are some answers we're not supposed to know
Forsaken
by Nicole
Endless nights
spent weeping
Under the cover of pretty lies.
Reinforced, "dumb child", "no future" -
I accept, realizing the truth in these words,
Ridiculing me in the face of the "perfect sibling",
The comparison, killing any self-respect.
Slipping into the depths of misery,
Unworthy now, I give up;
Self-hating, self-destructive
Self defeated.
This
Is The Way by Kali Schrage
This is the way,
My pessimistic friend half empty of a soul.
The sun is bright outside, shining its blissful rays.
It's only in your head that it's dark and cold
Thin layer of ice upon the lake in the middle of June.
You'd be the only one to fall through.
This is the way,
My pessimistic friend half empty of a soul.
The world is not against you,
So come out of the rain and step out of your hole,
Trade the blade for my hand
And the tears for a smile.
This is the way,
My pessimistic friend half empty of a soul.
She's
a Doll by Andrew McClellan
There are
many great models in the world.
One stands out above them all.
Everyone has come to know and love her.
Despite her age she still looks young.
She has made many friends throughout the world,
Has done every job imaginable,
Has a boyfriend, who doesn't talk back,
Has the perfect body,
Has the dream car: the corvette,
She has her own clothing line,
She has everything a girl could want.
Who is this great model?
This great model is Barbie, appearing in stores everywhere!
I
Have No Home by Adele Clifford
In the darkness
all alone,
My soul just needs a peaceful home,
The moon luminous on my pale face,
My shadow fills the space,
Quarrels and fights leave me bare,
I have no love, I have no care,
Why do I feel happy alone?
Maybe its because I have no home,
Stripped of all the love I had to share,
My heart torn into two, its so unfair,
My friends seem so far away,
I don't know why I hate them so much, from day to day,
I feel so content, but yet so lost,
This loneliness comes at a cost,
I know I'll never be able to love again,
And want some friends, I don't know when
You think this loneliness has destroyed me,
But you can't get hurt, as far as I can see,
I don't need no family or friends,
But its me for which my life depends,
My thoughts and dreams just came and gone,
And now I feel I'm just someone,
Without a face, a voice, a name, I'm alone,
But maybe that's because I have no home
The
Link by Nicole Braganza
Birth and
death
The great divide of
Accomplishments and failures
Dreams and regrets
Birth and
death
Sacred ceremonies
Of beginnings and endings
Celebrating Life
Music's
Soul by Oliver Mitchell
By the rippling
waters sit
And sing a song to Music's souls.
"If ere there was so sweet a sound,
Whose note doth break the barren heart,
Its beauteous nature bursting forth
From between the lips of those who sing."
Sweet Melody
there was, her shining song
To birds and beasts by wind was brought.
And Tune her perfect note which was
By all below the sun untouched.
With Harmony who's voice was heard
By all who wondered at life's depth.
The Sisters
three, their voice combined
Tempt all to sing for joy in beauty.
There music which in ink is writ
Can all but reveal its true intent.
Youth
by Nicole Braganza
When the world
goes a-begging
For the kiss of stars
All are fickle-minded men
Hog
Killing Farms by Julie Davenport
"I have
to wash myself with a rag on a stick!"
Cries the man from the witness stand
Suing McDonalds for his obesity
While a woman is screaming in the
Streets holding a picket sign
That reads
DOWN WITH CARBS, UP WITH MEAT
and only ten minutes away a calf' throat
is being slashed in order to provide
the obese populous with more meat
and a cow is crippled atop a machine
that is collecting blood tainted milk
from her teats
Now I ask you, America -
with your Atkins diet and
hog killing farms -
how does that digest?
Rainbow
Haiku by Christa Beiriger
After rainy
days,
God paints a scene of beauty,
To state his promise.
Little
Girl by Kristal Jones
A little girl lives inside of me
Who is alone and cold and scared
A little girl who was there, she watched the tempers flare
A little girl with fire in her eyes and ice in her veins
A little girl locked in time
With cuffs, shackles and chains
No bars or prison walls
Just my own skin
Is that can keep my inner child in
I cry her tears
But the salt is my own
I run from her fears
Lonely but never alone.
Ugly
by Sean McGahey
I seethed with anger over what you said
The jokes, comments and giggles you chuckled
"He's a freak, a weirdo a four-eyed geek"
Whisper; backstab the freak with a meak
…Of a nose.
The hairy caterpillar the
"Mono brow"
I shave, tug, pluck & pull
Never moves, budges, twitches or flinches
Sits defiantly singing loud…
"I'm not moving I'm MONO BROW"
A fashion accessory?
I think not!
Am I the geek the four eyed freak?
Shut your mouth and let me speak!
Yes I am! And I stand proud
Unique, YES
A member of the human race
A face that is mine
Not freakish or sublime.
So back off Jack!
And leave me be
Before I get angry
And things get real
Ugly!
Forever
High School by Kim Lynch
Too much drama
Too many fights
Good team karma
Those endless nights
People who you hate
Even more who you love
Living out your fate
Flying high above
Being with those who you remember
On the nights you can't forget
Being a team member
And doing things you might regret
High School is a place where all people grow
To prepare themselves for the real life show
What I take with me
Goes beyond class and the books
Past what I couldn't be
And teacher's dirty looks
I'll remember my friends
And times we spend together
To hope that it never ends
And have the memories forever
Two
Sides by Josh Sasto
Why must there
always be two sides?
I see shapes that are flat
And lines that could never be envisaged in reality.
But in life there are always two sides.
Both may be right, both may be wrong.
But there are always two sides.
If my side
is right and if the world
Revolves around my consciousness,
Then how can it be opposed?
I can see the other side,
I may even reach it,
But I will never have each foot in both regions.
Why do you
hold a view that
By any logic is clearly invalid?
How can you convince yourself?
It frustrates me, teases me, antagonizes me.
Let me understand to let you understand.
Please
Bowery
Pigeon by Sean McGahey
Walking in
Bowery
New York, 10002
Beer cans, chip wrappers
Chicken bones, dead pigeon
…dead pigeon
Slumped in the gutter
Ravenous birds
Pecking at its body
Sweet
Darkness by Katie-Jo McCoughey
I know it's hard to fall,
I know you lost it all
I know it's hurting you
but sweet darkness,
it's killing me...
Thorns
Around Your Heart by Alexa
Payne
Your thorns
are so sharp
They're mostly around your heart
Your heart is so pickled with so much pain
You think if put them up you'll be happier that way
But you won't, I say, not at all
I saw people die that way
Never saying what they wanted to say
I love you, I really do
Honest truth
So if you fall
I'll catch you
All you have to do is take off those thorns
I know it's hard because you've been let down before
But I'll never leave your side
If you can trust me you won't have to hide
So, look deep down inside
And take off all the thorns you can find
Wandering
Minds by Pierce Bertschy
Wind blows through the trees
In all directions that go
Like wandering minds
yeah
by megan t.
yeah
well I've reached the point
were I listen to the songs
and I hear right through the music
where I stare into the sun
and I don't feel my pupils burning
and your voice came back to visit me
it haunts me.
inside my mind where your pictures tacked
it's crying and I don't know how it can be crying
but I'm crying. inside. like I'm dead but I'm still alive.
for you and me to be together. It'd be so wrong.
we're so wrong for each other. but Istill feel like you're part
of me.
and I've been looking down every damn street and they all lead
me
to d e a d e n d s.
and I can't find someone
so I think you're that one and some.
but you're not.
and I'm back where I started.
alone.
a
game by megan t.
it was cruel
you and I
it was false
you were a lie
I made believe
a fairy tale game
your words
whispered smooth
you calling my name
only at night
when you knocked
on my door
you whispered of love
and I wanted you more
Not
Me, Maybe You? by Gus
Go away, I'm fine, I
Just like to be alone.
This goes through his head.
Listening he sits.
Waiting for what?
Perhaps a visitor?
Perhaps a friend?
Nah, he has none.
Lonely is he, the
One who
Waits for
N othing but himsel F
H ..anging off the edg E
T ..he Talking Head'
..S
P ..sycho Killer is sof ..T,
P... laying cautiously...
W/
T ....he child's fragile bu
....T
C .....ompetent mind. Wai
......T
J ........ust a little bit longe
........R
They'll come for you
Sooner or later. Most
Likely later , because
That's the way it is.
Please b ..ecareful.
He does ..n't bite.
He's re ..ally just
Like you ..and me.
Average ..Joe…
Don't lie to y ..ourself and
Tell me you .......don't know him.
Rubber
by Melanie Reinehr
A born criminal,
The poor little thing,
Erases what once lived
Bearing the guilt in its back.
Increasing stress on the body darkening
Forever,
Continuing, its plain black and white crime
Until,
Execution, lingers the bully's mind.
When
Hell Freezes Over by Ryan Johnson
Oh sure... I'll
let you borrow my hamster
Steal my girl
Copy my writing (You plagiaristic monkey!)
Watch me hurl
Certainly, good friend!
You can munch on my soap
Insult my family
You can do anything you want in this house...
WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER!
perfect
disarray by megan t.
shades of blue and black
and I picture your face
and I imagine feeling so warm..
I won't have to open my eyes to make sure I'm okay.
shades of blue and black
and I scratch myself red
and I imagine feeling ok
I won't have to hear the things going on in my head.
colors smudged together hold me tight and then I never feel the pain.
picture this you squeeze my hand we kiss and then walk away.
I can't wait for the day when I can just take your hand and we'll
walk away.
If Only by Gilly Law
I don't think I'll have the chance
to have you here with me,
The time has passed, no more romance
I guess I'll never see.
I had you and
let go,
Now I'll never know
If we were good - if we were bad
I had the chance, I had, I had.
Now I lie, so
cold, so lonely
With the thoughts in my head
Hoping, asking... if only
If only you wanted
what I have to give
I'd be happy, my dreams would live
Now I'm back at the start
'Cause I didn't listen to my heart,
If only I had known this was the end
If only I knew that then
If only.
Mona
Lisa by Victoria H.
Mona Lisa smiles
Does she look happy to you?
Yes? Then you're a fool
She's hiding something
I am wearing that same smile
And I'm not happy
But you'll never know
I won't let you see my pain
I will keep smiling
I will play happy
Wear a Mona Lisa smile
I'm keeping my pride
Mona Lisa knows
We share our pain and heartbreaks
She knows my desires
Despite these curved lips
That portrait keeps a secret
I'm not over you
Politiks?
by Harry Quinn Schone
The politician
makes his final speech,
But in the end, bruises like a peach,
Crushed by the opposition's educational policies.
And as he trudges off the stage
He can hardly hide his rage,
Defeated by the home secretary once again.
As he's driving
home that night,
He thinks about giving up the fight,
Cat's-eyes shining brighter than the stars above.
But when at home, and in his bed,
The only thoughts that fill his head,
Does Number Ten have a nice view?
The next day,
he's up again,
Morning glory, 5 a.m.
But in the end he just goes back to bed.
The votes were counted, one-by-one,
Workers pictured with The Sun,
Poisoned by its pop-culture ideals.
The houses of
parliament, God forsaken,
Every man-made chair was taken,
And nothing could be heard above the gulping of high-caffeine coffee.
And then the votes were in,
Surprise, surprise, he didn't win,
Too bad he was asleep.
Books by Thomas Szakacs
When our love
heals its wounded
Heart, splintered with the past and
Beaten by words, we shall try
Again. 'What can I say to
Liven your touch?' Cold fingers
Reveal more than words ever
Can and yet we still can't speak:
No… we could talk until blue,
Faces searching for answers…
Those do not exist. Today
I vision us to be dead.
Easter comes and goes to fray -
Growth and birth much like the rush
Of a first kiss; books surround
On shelves, watching for a chance
To tell: they have been with us
Since the start. Haunting maybe…
But beautiful, just like you.
Questions by Katie-Jo McCoughey
A girl asked a guy
if he thought she was pretty,
he said no.
She asked him
if he would want to be with her forever,
and he said no.
She then asked him
if she were to leave would he cry,
and once again he replied with a no.
She had heard enough.
As she walked away,
with tears streaming down her face
the boy grabbed her arm and said
"You're not pretty, your beautiful,
I don't want to be with you forever,
I NEED to be with you forever,
and I wouldn't cry if you walked away,
I'd die"
Daddy or Chips by Paul
It was getting
dark
as we walked into town.
Daddy got the chips
and we sat down.
They looked so
good
as they shone in the light.
We were both happy
to be here tonight.
I'm told it's
a crime
to aid and abet.
But Mummy has left us
so we play roulette.
Chained
by April C.
Twisting are the
chains
That dwell inside me
They wind about my veins
They will not leave me.
I am a slave
To my life's own game
I am a puppet
Basking in my master's fame.
My only music
Is my own screams of pain.
My only pleasure
Is the cold bitter rain.
There is no bright side
To this life.
Shadow Girl by Alexa Payne
There's a girl
that follows me
Whenever I go, she can see
She follows my every step that I take
There's no mistaking
She's always there in black
Sometimes she's in front of me, sometimes in back
No matter where I go in this world
There will always be the Shadow Girl
My
Night Request by Victoria H.
Play me a tune
Read me a write
Turn off the moon
So I can sleep tonight
Riddle
by Kate Scope
This thing will
slip, no matter how hard you hold on,
You cannot keep it, but you can lose it,
It is now and it is then,
It stays in one place an you cannot move it.
It destroys mighty
armies,
It is free and it is bound,
A whisper, a rumour,
It goes round and round.
Answer = Time
Yesterday's
Chips by John
Chips like fingers
on my mother's hand,
Yellow like toes covered in sand,
Salted like roads after snow.
Hot in my mouth
like sunlight,
Keeping me warm as I walk home at night,
Walking by people I don't know.
Chips make me
dream of spring,
When flowers bloom, and children sing,
But now my chips are in the dirt,
My head is bruised and my fingers hurt.
Protect
Me by Laura Colvin
Protect me from
the harsh words
That hurt my self-esteem
Protect me from the judgmental ones
They don't listen to what I say,
Protect me from the tough ones,
They only push me away,
Protect me from my mind,
It sometimes controls my heart,
Protect me from the listeners,
My life will fall apart.
Circle
by Josh Sasto
My parents learnt
their lessons when they were young.
Work hard, play hard, and you shall be rewarded.
They did their degrees and went on mass shopping sprees,
But what have they got to show?
Two children, a house and a mortgage.
They worked all their lives to earn the money.
To feed the kids.
To send them to school.
So now that I'm
growing up I think
What do I want to do?
I'll go to university to get my degree,
So that maybe I can go on a mass shopping spree.
But what will I have to show?
A job, a house and a mortgage.
So I have some children.
The point of my existence is to re-draw the circle.
Ensure that it ends where it began
And that it begins where it ended.
Letters
Never Were Answered by Thomas Szakacs
No glistening
eye shall I
Follow into temptation
Or so be it into death,
Life, sex, marriage, maidenhood:
If beautifully disguised:
Your manner-shattered-friendship
Which I so disgustingly
Desired lies untouched on
The table… and my deadly
Side-shift thankfully ignored.
Interruptions flow to me
As the jagged knife-edge eats
Away at another piece of
Rhythm; heartbeats syncopated:
You and I shall never be.
Avoid
by April C.
What is this appalling
beast I have found?
Dining upon the stillness that lies all around.
Dare not speak of its horrid existence.
Its acts of an evident persistence.
We cannot deal with its impact of infliction,
even though each day it strikes with bodily sensation.
To be rid of this fiend's being,
is to speak of its name that we love to be fearing.
My lungs surge with such desire,
as I call out its name of expected perspire.
My voice comes out with in a single breath,
"Why can't we just talk about death?"
I
Want To Be Me by Alexa Payne
I'm a lie to the
world
Inside I'm still a little girl
I'm everything but who I am
The heat of the lights are making me do things
I don't want to do
But you don't care
As long as you get your share of it
I've fallen to the bottom of the pit
I miss who I was
Before I was posted on bill boards
Before I was on TV
Before I was a celebrity
Before I stopped being me
Just so the camera would be happy
At
That Moment by Thusa Thiru
At that moment,
The sun rose just a little.
At that moment,
The Earth moved just a little.
At that moment,
The trees swayed just a little.
At that moment,
A rose bloomed just a little.
At that moment,
A bird sang just a little.
At that moment,
A butterfly fluttered just a little.
At that moment,
A newborn blinked just a little.
At that moment,
My lungs breathed just a little.
At that moment,
My hands shook just a little.
At that moment,
My heart skipped just a little.
Yet at that moment,
The world seemed to have stopped just a little.
For at that moment,
I fell in love.
Stream by Janet Goelzer
Trickling stream
through quiet wood
Catches soft sun rays
Winds through banks of mossy green
Soaking up the days.
Bits of sky peaking
down
Through trees in dappled light
Softly touching grassy ground
'til the navy night.
Scarlet blossoms
shyly blush
Among the silver bells
Ringing in harmonic tune
Too quietly to tell.
Bite
All Your Words by Holly
Millions of houses,
Behind each door,
Someone is thinking,
Everyone has an idea,
Reasoning beyond logic,
Judging beyond reasoning,
The very air is stifled with politics,
The middle man sits quietly,
Nose to nose with the corner,
Jail-house snitches shuffle,
Marks of shame embedded in their skin,
MTV reports the news,
Dead children in Iraq,
The presenter wears a smile,
Politicians bite behind their teeth,
Their words seen before their faces,
Hypocrisy flashes like a storm through
The Houses of Parliament.
Cancer rises,
Like cigarette prices,
Death is legal
Parliament is oblivious,
To the opinion of the Nation,
Why sense the changing mood?
Bite my tongue.
The Simply Splendid by Adrianne Shearer
I was sitting down one day when a frog landed on my head,
and I said to the frog
"Why did you land on my head?"
And the frog said:
"I landed on your head because my friend the firefly said
that to land on the head of a human
would be only simply splendid, and I said no it wouldn't
and we were arguing till along came our friend the caterpillar
and he said the only way to settle this
would be for me to do it
so I did and here I am and it was the most unsplendiful
experience I have ever experienced."
"How would you know anything?
You are only a frog!"
"Well you try landing on your head
and see how splendid that is."
"Or how about I land on your head!"
And I did and
Squish!
The frog was dead.
Your Name by Kayleigh King
Flowers will die
The sun will set
but you are a friend I will not forget
your name is so precious
it'll never grow old
it's engraved in my heart
with letters of gold
Circle
by Fiona Davidson
Fear, worry, sadness
Good, grace, understanding
All spun
All spun in a ball
Seeming to go In a circle,
An unending circle
Like the circle of life
Not In order
All unexpected
Different times,
Different places,
Different feelings
The
Angel With Folded Wings by Janet Goelzer
The angel with
folded wings
Wept beneath my window
Lying on the beaten ground
Wet trails in the dust
Surrounded by
a gentle light
That faded into dark
Seen by only my two eyes
Under the sleepy sky
It did not move
and still I watched
Listening to its song
For the angel's whispered sigh
Was a quiet symphony
Rays of light
touched its back
And dried its crystal tears
Glowing bright it raised its head
Leaving once again.
So by Katie-Jo McCoughey
So are you just
gonna walk away,
act like today never happened,
like it never happened before?
Because when you looked up at me
and I caught your eye for that one moment,
frozen in time, I felt something.
I felt that you really did care
even though you said you didn't,
and I know you felt it too.
So please just tell me,
are you just gonna get up
off the floor
and act like none of this ever happened;
like it never happened before?
Always
by Katie-Jo McCoughey
All day and all
night
all I can do is think of you.
Think of how even though
it should be
it isn't, and how even though
we both feel the same way
it can never happen.
I feel so much desire
and want for us to be together
and I have tried so hard,
but no matter what,
I'd always end up thinking of you.
To
Katie-Jo, For I Relate by James Davidson
Though my drama
has been, played right through a world,
I languish just the same as you (though I languish for a girl.)
This melancholy
sentiment, would you not agree,
Is like a drainage sediment, undeserved by her or he.
It's just that sanguine temperament, that airy friendship plea,
Worse than any slanderment, and such a common enemy.
It strikes me
as I write this, that what stands in our way,
Is something that a poet wrote, I read it yesterday:
We poets are, in general quiet - we write more than we say,
And through this anguished verse of ours, we keep our hearts at bay.
So tell him how
you feel, lay aside that pen,
Be businesslike and firm and bright; confess it to your friend.
Then dry your eyes, or hold his hand, but enjoy your life again.
The
Indian Bride by Nicole Braganza
She will be a
bride, and henna
Woven into the fabric of her life
These hands, so beautiful now
Will sting with the onset of married life
They will cook and clean and yet
Never fail to wipe away a lone tear
These hands will beat the forehead, sweaty brow
And yet accept this unfair destiny
Her hands are benumbed
He comes down on her with wooden cane
Her nimble fingers nearly gone
Her body limp with fear
The mangalsutra is all, that will say
I am the faithful wife, I am a servant
Of a savage beast.
Smile
by Dawn Annette Glass
There's a heart out there somewhere,
That knows that hurt of an evil stare,
Crying won't help they say,
Smile,
Cause we don't want to see you hurt,
Even if it kills you,
Smile
Cast
At Sea by Alexa Payne
For I'm cast out at sea
It's just lonely little me
Free to do what I please
But all alone
No one to show
I know I can't
survive
Just sitting here afloat
On this little boat
Being here
Makes me fear
If no one knows I'm gone at all
I'm really at
home
Writing this
But what's the difference?
Insignificance
by Josh Sasto
Despite a lingering
sense of hope,
Existence still feels bland.
But if I cry or moan or shout or scream,
Where will that leave me in the scheme of things?
I look around me, what do I see?
Inebriated fools, the lot of them.
Up to their necks in booze and drugs;
An escape from this living prison.
So I join them.
I've never been one to be left out.
After all, isn't socialising fun?
All that pointless small-talk about random supposed interests
That link us inexplicably in time's web.
Bloody ruler, if only you'd have dealt me a better hand.
Then I could win.
But, alas, you have.
I am blessed.
I have a conscience.
Oh thanks, now I'm aware of my insignificance.
Let me just shrivel into the little ball of carbon that I really am.
Unworthy
by Nicole Braganza
I am unworthy
of your love
I hold you, a grace that is kind
And yet, though watchful of the roving eye
I lose myself, this world, my world is blind
Nature calls upon
us to be wild
And now, but once embrace our imperfections
Transported to an aura of vain mindlessness
We give in, every whim of our affections
Lives, just a
web of false perceptions
Living in this void, she'll never grow
Kitty parties and the bloody wine
This miserable existence all she'll know
Silken lace, it
now flirts past his eyes
Bound by the sway of tender romance
Capturing a moment of their time
Lost for all eternity, they dance
Getting
to Sleep by Zahra Gillani
If
tonight when you're in bed
You find it hard to sleep
Then you should think of happy things
And then start counting sheep.
Then
very soon, your happy thoughts
Will gently calm your mind
So when you sleep (through counting sheep)
The sweetest dreams you'll find.
But
Never! Ever! think of school
Oh no! for if you do
You may start counting teachers--
And have nightmares all night through!
The Dragons Now Gone by John Antoni
The
dragons now gone were magnificent beasts
Yet they were not animals but instead had intelligence equal to man's
They could speak but often hissed or roared
And most often had great hoards.
They
terrorized villages,
And so were hunted for sport,
They earned the name wyrm,
But did they deserve it, I ask?
Or
were they gentle and wise, and misunderstood,
Are the myths the exaggerations of men who fear things different?
I think so.
Where
they much like us, but much misunderstood,
Did they really do the deeds we credit them with?
The Chinese had the right idea,
Of wise, kind, and graceful creatures,
Holding power over the elements.
I
Wish... by Lauren Brimson
I wish I was a glow-worm
A glow-worm's never glum
'Cause how can you be grumpy
When the sun shines out your bum!
Happy Now? by Victoria H.
I've
been
deceived
betrayed
turned in
denounced
I'm
now
fractured
broken
fallen
destroyed
All
this
dealt by
your hand
and that
pretty
sweet mouth
You
knew
this was
coming
Are you
happy
now dear?
+this
scene is overexposed+ by megan t.
took
the cigarette from her hand
I seem to choke on things I can't understand.
will we spend our lives beating our pride in this freezing basement
relentlessly?
one more hour and I wont be able to feel my heart
pounding out of tune to your iridescent stare
while the band played I couldn't help but look
skeptically.
another Friday when we go to get away, I guess I couldn't even get
close.
I would die to have your arms wrapped around my confused hope
but if I can't even try, why did I even show?
you seem like the type of person whose
hand would fit perfectly in mine and I would never have to let go.
stop me from falling. its getting colder. don't ever let go.
Hate
by Katie-Jo McCoughey
I
hate the way I miss you
and the way I can't blame you.
I hate that you left,
and even more, the way you left.
I hate that I never see you,
and how it's all your fault
I hate the way you make me feel
like I wasn't good enough
and you never really loved me.
but more than anything,
I hate the way I always forgive you
after every missed phone call,
and every lost day
that you caused.
Then every time I think
you're finally gone
from my memory,
you're in the mirror
staring back at me,
like a lost child.
Sight
by Thomas Szakacs
So the same place,
In that vain beauty which
Seems to come and go
In front of the mirror,
The polished silver eye,
The shop window, with
Its beautiful arrangements
Of clothes, of mannequins,
Mockingly perfect, faceless,
Soulless. So appealing
That the sycophantic
self,
Will stare right through
That reflection, if only for
A split-second, as if
All self-consciousness
Is lost, and just as quickly
Found as that
Imperfect,
Disgusting
Shape
Comes back in straight
Lines to the eye.
A
Cup of Earl Grey by Jamie Robson
A cup of Earl Grey
and a nice tasty digestive
easy on the milk
Jam on toast
not much butter
overdone, but
DON'T SET IT ALIGHT
And the paper
don't forget
the daily.... whatever
I just want the crossword
Where's my Bowler Hat?
Dapper suit?
Brolly and leather gloves?
Where's the nearest Library?
I need a book
I want to read
a good novel
a horror
a romance
a poem?
I need to see football
SLIDE HIM, SLIDE HIM
COME ON YOU PANSIES... ARGH!!!
Oh, fudge cake and cream, we lost
I'LL DO YOU ALL IN IF YOU SAY A WORD
TWO NIL
That team was a great load of crap
Oh well, same time next Saturday?
Breathe
by Alexa Payne
Slow
and calm
Nice and easy
I'm starting to feel a little wheezy
Someone help before I lay lifeless without thought
Maybe I should take a deep a deep breath
And I'll be okay
I'm gonna have to take this day by day
Rain
by Donna L. Bostelman
Little
droplets of rain
Tip-tap, tip-tap, drip-drop
Little clear blobs that stain,
That stain the earth with life.
Little
invisible fairies,
Fairies come to revive
That awaken the earth
And refresh the berries.
Heavenly
Angels
Sprinkling their gardens
With a tiny soothing gel
That dissolves like sugar.
Every
blossom comes alive
A new art museum,
With colours so sure
So sure and bound to thrive.
So-called
Ladies by Alexa Payne
We've
got style
We've got grace
We've got makeup on our face
Laced up and ready to go
What the day holds
No one knows
Sit up proper
Hold your tongue
Your allowed to have no fun
A true lady holds her drink like this
Just look at your sis
I'm angry and pissed
What can I say?
I'm tired of being treated this way
Should
I Have Cared? by Kunal Sharma
I
was sitting in the garden,
It was sunny and bright,
I looked around, I saw
Everyone was in a hurry to take a flight,
They were staring in my way,
I thought it was just a coincidence,
I reserved to my place and did not start,
Until there was such time,
Until I found there was no one beside me,
Until I realised there was no one around me,
I still was not aware, what had happened,
Why I had been deserted, why I had been secluded
Why I had been rendered lonely
I still rest at that lonely seat,
I still sit in that gloomy garden
I still ponder upon what had happened,
I still wonder why had it happened,
Should I have done something, should I have taken action?
Should I have left the garden on their footsteps?
Should I have followed those people, should I have done what they
did?
Should I have cared, should I still?
I
Love the Morning by Melissa Cobb
I love the morning
especially after it rains
I love the morning
when the birds begin to sing,
especially after it rains.
I love the morning,
when you open your door
to see dew on the car,
especially after it rains.
I love the morning,
when I wake with the roosters,
especially after it rains.
I love the morning
especially after it rains.
kaput by megan t.
hidden audibly behind the white walls of this space,
nameless pictures rain heavily into my head of perfect places
where I am supposed to be and they scream inquisitively
waiting for my arrival and they never want me to leave.
shredding down from outer space are the faces of everyone I wish I
could be.
and I retrace my tiptoed steps back to who I am
and realize...that can't be me.
pasting together bits of their features forms a portrait
whose caption reads "help" like a bottle floating out to
sea.
but by myself with no one else inside these four walls
I have to pull together broken thoughts and broken skin on my raw
arm.
and new mornings will take on new meanings - just fighting to remain
me.
and now my arm is starting to sting as I continue to sing
about countless mornings I've woken up from yesterdays full of nightmares
and felt nothing.
Fears
by Kelsie Christell
No worries
No hatred
No rudeness
No tears
Then everything vanished and it's the start of my fears.
Now there's nothing
No laughter
No lust
No love
Just simply everything that I'm afraid of
Magic
Gone, Magic Killed by John Antoni
Magic was here once,
As elves in the forest,
Magic swords,
And dragons terrorizing the land.
It was a time
of illogic,
Defeated by science,
Don't get me wrong,
Science is great.
But it killed
the wonder,
The magic in the world,
Now the once elven forests,
Are covered in concrete.
If Merlin were
to come back,
What would he say
About the death of his beautiful home?
Caverns,
Forests
And lakes of magic,
A place where the impossible was common
And swords sang out their history.
Void
by Nicole Anne Braganza
I am unworthy
of my own love
I contemplate if that is why
I do not truly love myself
I try to magnify
This externally sophisticated
And false perception of myself
To the public eye
Yet I am unable to prove myself anywhere
And you remind me of my incompetence
Every chance you get
I am oversensitive, and it tears me apart
Every time you dismiss me at everything
I accept this person, that you say I am
So often I even believe I can be no better.
I
should've by megan t.
breathe it in
the song
music
passing through the couch
sitting next to perfect
caught in your eyes
bright as blue sky summer days
still under the low hung light of the booth
tantalizing
alive
like my senses
smell of coffee
sweat
lipgloss
your shirt
enveloped in noise
silent
only you are moving
tell you how I feel?
risky
...but I'm already taken for you.
You
and Me by Thom Szakacs
'Drop everything,'
she says
As I stare into the small
mirror. Its soulless
Surface reflects the image
of too many years to come.
Only she, my shelter,
My walls and ceiling,
Brick, stone and mortar
Can protect me from
Life's aged hypochondriac.
Her image, portrayed
in the
dark, smoothly blends
the colours of my sleep
like heavy rain or the
constellations of the stars,
I shall never
leave.
Below
by Christine
Below is the figure
The figure has rotted away
The glint in their eyes has gone
And now it is just a blank, hollow hole, unseeing and unblinking
The smile from the lips has gone
And now the face is motionless, emotionless
Set and un-reacting to the chaos and suffering above, not a flinch
or a movement
Their wasted hand remains outstretched
Grasping for nothing, reaching out for help, for the help that will
never come
And now they just lay there, the hope that they had; buried
Gone, a dream has disappeared, whirled away, never to be fulfilled
or followed
The figure lies there, a hollow skeleton of the person they once were
Buried deep down
Below
Finding the Words to Say by Lisa Brevard
The snow glistened down
As it reflected off the sparkling moonlight
On another sleepless night
But your smile lights up my life
More beautifully than all else
I try to write
down how I feel over and over
But my passionless pen can't explain
Your words flow as smooth as the wind
And you can easily explain why this moment could never end...
I end up continuously
searching while pacing
Glancing constantly between the ceiling and the floor
Watching the sun rise and then set in the horizon
Before the words leap swiftly from my pen... "I love you"
A
Poem by Faye Allen
She was, and still is now,
The single, most beautiful person, ever.
I have given up, and still do not understand.
liquor numbs with harsh resolve
floods the mind with solid emptiness
and there I would stay, forever
No fear or pressure or anything to understand
where I shouldn't have to, shouldn't be
Where I ignore the huge secret
When I was younger I wished for a secret
now I have it, I understand,
be careful what you wish for
my blood-ridden, evil, rotten, valley of a secret
network of trenches where I cannot hide
Producing only fear, hang on
apparently everything will be alright in the end
No-one says that to me anymore.
I feel very alone. And small. And young. And like crying.
I want to cry. I want to be held. By her. Or, even by her,
though me and her are complicated, and I do not understand
Mum.
The
Ax Man by Victoria H.
black eyes and blue tears
names are given to my fears
as flames creep nearer
the crowds are cruel, snide
"kill the witch burn her alive"
oh God, let me die
here comes the ax man
he'd become my best friend
if he'll do me in
stop this cold sharp heat
by grace of God, I feel sleet
but eyes will see feet
sure thing, there's my man
a shiny blade in his hand
I'm so sorry, m'am
last words of wisdom
open my mouth, nothing comes
head falls, my blood runs
The
Life of a Poet by Kathryn Beasley
The life of a
poet
Is truly hard
You see quests from the outside
Not from the heart
The hero's great journey
You can't live out
You're cursed to just write
You can't fight about
But even so
I have to admit
I'd rather live the sidelines
With words than without
Darkness
by Katie-Jo McCoughey
The darkness is
taking over
and I can't take much more
I feel like I'm trapped in the ocean
and can't find my way to shore
I've been left in my nightmares
by people I thought I knew
I feel so helpless
and there's nothing I can do
Demons are calling my name
and my head starts to cave in
I just wish i could throw away my life,
stick it on a board with a pin
I wish some one would save me
come and find me now
lead me back to the life i knew
because I can't seem to find how.
Love
Is by Lauren Brimson
Is love a feeling,
an emotion of sorts
Is love a memory, that lives in your thoughts
Is love an element, that you can feel and see and touch
Or is love a wish, that you long for so much
Could love be real, an experience to find
Or is love just fickle, a hope that is blind
Maybe love is a fear, from our hearts it is drained
No, Love is just something that cannot be explained
The
Starmaker by Kathryn Beasley
People say that she's a fable
But I know the truth
She spreads the stars over the earth
Just for me and you
First she mixes cosmic dust
And fire from ice
Then she sprinkles apple seeds
From the olden times
She borrows hairs from Venus
And rocks from Saturn's rings
Next she murmurs silent words
And baby stars are born
But her work is still not over
She must raise them to be bright
Feed them wings from butterflies
And cover them with dew
Then one day she sets them out
For all of us to see
The
Beach by Kathryn Beasley
The ocean
waves loll lazily across the sandy shore
As gulls laugh at the world below
Crabs scuttle, slipping through the fog
As oysters whisper secrets in the deep sand
The sea salt fog rolls inland
Feeling its way around
Across the ancient cliffs and crags
The sands of time constantly change the landscape all around
As winds whisper tales through bottles and shells
As rocks guard the gates of pearls and glass
Another
Bad Day by Katie-Jo McCoughey
She whispered
in my ear,
"I had another bad day."
and I wished to never hear
those words from her again
because a bad day in her life
is the worst that there is.
If you asked me,
any day in her life
is a bad day, but in her eyes,
it takes a lot more
than the bruises on her arms
and the cuts on her cheek
to be a bad day.
A bad day for her
is when her mother never comes home
and her stepdad comes home, but drunk.
Then things happen, the police come,
lies are told and nothing happens,
then it goes back to any normal day.
At least, a normal day in her life.
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