Kody

2021-08-30 03:19 am

Big curls, bench presses, 
High dives into the deep end 
Swim laps
Gettin' down with my boys
Hard drugs through the weekend
I feel that

Bike ride through the trees
See the colours change
Run flat across the bay
Just to tell my maynes

I'm bored, ditched lessons
I'm hitting up my best friends
But I'll nap first
Big curls, bench presses
Torn bicep and a bong rip
Yo, I'm good now

Skateboard through the crowds
Where the streets are paved
Eat shit, get scraped
I can feel no pain

Easin' down with my boys
Slow cookin' through the weekend
I feel that
A bit of strings, sum tings
Got damn, such a feeling
To feel that

Mary Steffen

2021-08-30 02:43 am

Pretty one
Having fun
Full of love 

Joy in heart
Not apart
Like a dove

Please just stay
Please just play
Just stay home

H Bacon

2021-08-18 06:37 pm

Maybe Eternity is just a concept,
Maybe one day everything will end,
Maybe in a couple hundred years,
The universe will no longer be our friend.

Everything we know we knew would be over,
Can you imagine that,
City lights and happy memories,
Will all just fade to black.

It’s funny how we think we’re so powerful,
Yet we’re just hanging by a thread,
By physics laws that if one day brocken,
We will all be dead.

H Bacon

2021-08-18 06:36 pm

‘O Romeo Romeo wherefore art thou Romeo’,
The birds sing along to Juliets cries,
Is it so wrong to want a Tudor love,
Lived through 21st century eyes.

To kill yourself to be with them,
Rather than have to live alone,
It truly makes you understand,
The idea that a person can be a home.

And though some may call this type of love shallow,
I say they’re lies from a person who does not relate,
The need of a love so sweet and tragic,
United by fate.

Gord

2021-08-11 03:20 am

To know of monsters:
They grow onward,
One grows tired,
Any failure untoward,
Monster violent in concert.

Even at a bargain,
Bartering culture is nonsense,
Gossip is gossip,
Commerce is commerce,
A monster concerned,
With wandering darkness',
finds himself lost,
At last he is honest.

mtspoet

2021-08-06 07:20 am

A treasure full of dreams
A future wrapped in gold
What our indecisions bring
Within each box that life will hold

Hidden in the square
Amongst the corrugated seams
Is more than just thin air
And the light from distant beams

There are memories we have known
Within the box that cannot part
Like the flowers that have grown
Just to touch a gentle heart

Upon these feathers within a box
I shall sleep on them tonight
And to the ticking of the clock
I shall dance the angel’s flight

Says the label dressed in red,
“Never touch what’s in the box”
So many thoughts run through my head
Of all the moments we have lost

Michael 8/5/2021

Gord

2021-08-06 12:42 am

A field,
Jar tightly sealed,
Stature small, teal,
Familiar feelings.
Tired, field mouse,
Mired with doubt,
Steals from the house,
Who take from ploughmen,
Stealing from the mouse.

A car, 
Jetpacks to Niam,
Feeling large, carmine,
Looking down, similar lives,
but it's my time.