Ifediata Kossy
2021-06-20 05:34 am
Bullet for bunting. What's in the word, That the mouth fit not say. I wield my ink, bleeding words like fire. Fighting to shave off the frailty you plunged on me. You used to be unique, very ineffable. Never knew I was being deluded by wishful thinking. I fought your fight, abate your fears. Rather than return a thousand thanks, you fired me with a cacophony of bullets. You inhaled the oxygen of my love, While I search in perusal for answers. Your words, monotonous, left me in a muddled state. Like a bullet for bunting, I never saw it coming. © Ifediata Kosisochukwu
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Lynn
2021-06-18 04:38 am
my god i’m so lonely so i set my small salt lamp on the edge of the window on the tiny wooden ledge i turn the dial clockwise and the light burns in my eyes sending a message to the dog across the street the only one who might be able to understand my mess of signals, signs indistinguishable from the clothes heaped on my floor nobody, nobody nobody nobody nobody, oh, nobody nobody somebody, anybody, nobody, again.
Gord
2021-06-17 04:59 pm
Fresh lemon, Rush of adrenaline, Lime. Time for nachos, No black olives on mine. Salt, Salsa, Sour cream on the side, Cheese in abundance, Swine.
Iron Bay
2021-06-06 12:38 pm
Bring me your all Paint me a picture of your dreams Nourish me with a meal made to awaken my tongue from a tasteless slumber Play me a song so pure and accurate Sway with me in your arms Your touch synchronizes my heart with the rhythm of nature Bring me your all Read me stories that once showed you the way Light my path and enlighten my mind Rearrange my understanding of importance Scold my naivete The power of your emotions ignite my sense of wonder Bring me your all Show me your pain with the intensity of your voice Present me with conflict Show me your anger, Show me your disappointment Give me your broken heart Strike me with fists of passion. Angry passion. I will not cower behind my masculinity. I welcome your release. Your pain will become ours and together we will Stand. Bring me your all Show me your scars where you learned to bleed. Rather, where you learned your resilience. Rise up and fight for whats right Teach me my voice makes a sound. BRING ME YOUR ALL
Gord
2021-05-30 08:50 pm
Be selective, He professes, In a legal setting, Weak, pathetic, The rich and famous, Who knows these things? Like beetles wrestling, Where is a decent ending, By either spelling, Life only glass compelling.
Lexi Holcomb
2021-05-24 03:51 am
It is far better to dry the ocean and be at the bottom of the sandy sea than it is to rage against the tides hopeless, yet aimless, waiting for solace you fight, you splash, you scream only to be treading water for hours while you could have gotten a towel and then started drying the waters taking a while. But as the level lowers, and as you realize you're drowning either way, it was far better to aim for the sand that it would have been to rage against the tide
Gord
2021-05-20 07:02 am
Of doubt, other mouths, A beautiful house, External grounds, A pattern of sounds. Steps: Drum sets, Words abound their flesh, Head in the clouds.
Kyle Schlosser
2021-05-15 07:54 am
Lady Luck please don't let me down, I got three more months till I leave this desert town Here I sit up on my post keepin the wolves at bay They may think their top dog here, but now they are my prey. Lady Luck please don't let me down, You've got me this far, two months till I leave this ol shantytown Here I walk on the prowl for snakes down before me. With each step I take I clear the ground behind me. Lady Luck please don't let me down, Just one more month til I see my ol home town. Here now I fly high so I can look for danger up ahead. My badge of courage now soaked red, Lady Luck why'd you let me down, Now I lay six feet underground.
Melissa Davilio
2021-05-14 05:40 pm
a tom cat in the shadows elongated claws outstretched to capture the silence
Melissa Davilio
2021-05-14 05:36 pm
sun rising in the sky breathing to life the stark silhouette of the horizon
Melissa Davilio
2021-05-14 05:29 pm
The creaking of the pines elicits icy shivers, like steel fingers raked upon a naked spine, pine needles quivering like jagged splinters jabbed into desperate thirsty veins Slivers of pain, slices of sorrow, glimpsed through the gaping cracks between the bark, as stark winds whisper then wail weaving twisted tales of ennui and despair Oh, the horrors they have seen while the sun giggles and gleams from her corner of the forest peering from her perch amid the heavens, her cackles seep into the earth to settle among the dirt and the decay As the emerald canopy leads the lost souls astray through the labyrinth of decomposing leaves, corpses cast off from the trees, disrobing before the fastidious eyes of their maker, undertakers laying out their palls for the weak and broken to bear
Gord
2021-05-14 04:19 am
If one could fly away, Where could you go, Besides the sky to stay? If one could bike, Cycle into the skyline, Left foot fine, Right foot aligned, Thoughts fill my mind, The blind can read it. When you were fine, and I took the time, When you were mine, I looked life away. When you're five, You say goodnight, and you hope the same, for your final days. When you lie awake, Were the choices you made right: My private plane, My rightful place? My silent rage. She says you're mine, To another guy, Would I mind? I mean, I made no complaint.
Gord
2021-05-04 09:32 am
Bob haircut got published, Bizarre letters, smudges, Writ incompetent failure. Box cutter and razors, Bomb shelter, Protect me from fears of, Awfulness and strangers. I don't believe in the merits, Photographer spouting nonsense, So are the product of his labour, Nonsense: the popular translation. In the end I saw nothing.
Gord
2021-05-03 02:19 am
Ire infinite, by ignorance Life is not made by appearances, Science fiction or analyzing images. Ironic it should be so definite: Want of intelligence, talking skeleton, In the end an experiment of my own. Wind instrument requiring discipline: With a single word thy kingdom learnt, Like a little tiny recumbent bicycle, Not even big enough for one person, For certain, mine is life livable, But is the danger really worth it?
Gord
2021-04-30 09:56 am
No matter where, more savage men, They know end, Lord knows them, Nothing but storm and unrest. No pants, unkempt, But at least yourself. One could fly to a moon, To talk flags in the end.
miherseed
2021-04-27 11:03 am
the santan dew crawls out of the stalk if you break it apart from the bush suddenly it burns brighter than dust small grand doors tiptoed to kiss their frames held by hinges, but try to reach north alas, their fates are back and forth there’s a somnolence to homes that are not yours holed with metaphors you never explored to tell your throat is for similes or possibly something else i wonder if wells hear wishes or if they are mere echoes of aired fulfillment perhaps that’s why the well water only gets to see the sky even if i bury my fingers beneath the soil, i am no root. even when i draw lines on the sand, i make no shore.
Gord
2021-04-23 09:07 am
I write of simple, financial issues, Career moves, Careening doves living. Writing of her dimples; I can forgive, no substantial dispute, Education isn't a standard issue, Like flies striking a civilian, What little I know I know little of, And even that I misuse. An Odyssey of nonsense words, I write, Simple, my peers peer my finger works, Writhe in vigor, like flies in flight.
Gord
2021-04-22 10:50 am
Once in a life event, Arrives by themself, A winding stare, Polite requests, tired guests, But the knife is there. Apples cut and left to rest, Places wood, transcend self, And hope the place is good.
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