Sorry-
I'm sorry that you think so- I'm sorry you feel that way I'm sorry there are so many things I still would like to say.
Yo. Me? I'm a professional Metaphor Creator - aka taking two things and sticking them together with determination and lots of glue to make a sandwich. (That's pretty much how I write, too. But hey, sandwiches are great, aren't they? Even if you have to look at the base idea of it.) Also known as a Thinker, Dreamer, Sleeper, and/or TalksTooMucher.
I'm sorry that you think so- I'm sorry you feel that way I'm sorry there are so many things I still would like to say.
Flying, freedom Motion art Kick, smile The art of power Fatigue. No longer Just raw momentum Thrum of joy That comes with life.
Make me into me again Repair the damage, make amends Show me who I really am And remind me of your love.
Augustus pondered his fate.
#acrostic. Together they smiled, charmed,. one and the same. Wrath they shared too, heat,. brightest, burning fire. I was amazed, taken aback. by their passion. Never fading for anything, bright,.
#acrostic Mister, oh mister, from where did you come You, yes you, I've never seen you before. Silly me, how foolish could I be. To think I did not introduce myself to you.
Like a miracle- A legend, a myth A snow day is upon us Joyfully, we sleep.
The thin little river Waits ever so Beneath the still ice Fish swim like thoughts Uncaring of the frozen surface Thunder rumbles. The ground shakes.
Their voices join in perfect chorus Smiles perfect, flawless skin Sad, sad eyes and fast, neat moves My home, my home in your voice.
Seashells, seashells, On the light shore. Where do you go, My dear sea shells, When I can see you no more?.
The river of silk flows easily Through the delicate hands of sun's flowers Graceful, fluttering wrists The very image of home.
I looked into his eyes Seeing naught but fire I Reached back with ice My defence to warn him How weak the link between us He shone- oh, how he shone In face and so much in life And when I last...
Have you ever seen such an exquisite thing Each and every person has such fear for it As if they could stop it by clinging 'survivors' of disaster Ringing doom bells,...
I heard an owl Late last night The sentinel in the dark. Songbird all unique He perched upon his Dusted branch Claws tight around the ice.
It's, you know, A strange feeling We've waited for this For so long Everything affected by This terrible paradox Of pulling and pushing Of mending the middle And tearing at edges.
#disabilityaware If you could only see what I see, my friend, And understand your fear Is unfounded, a phobia Of the unknown.
#disabilityaware The other kids They don't jeer They wouldn't dare They only stare And walk around them.
Ah, the dragon Being of might and glory A god amongst gods From the rivers and the stories It is time for them to leave now Their presence uncontested But the dwelling of immortals Can never be too...
The door closed with a creak and clicked shut behind me. I panicked, trying the doorknob, scanning for windows.
#nightdwellers Slowly, it creeps The long dark A hulking mass A shadowed movement The flicker in the corner A man stands, waiting, Metal glinting Watching, watching For the cue.
Lies - thrown at me, smothered me a blanket, a killer Over and over, pushed into them until I could only believe Vanity of yours makes illusions that none see,...
Piece by piece it falls together Opening the mind, the soul, the heart Every fibre of my being Thrums in time with the beat Repetition of the ancient art Your work, gathered here, outshines the sun.
Ascend above adversity Bend boring boundaries Carefully constructed casualty Dare. Enjoy encompassing euphoria Freedom's fervor flows Grin.
It flashes like this, Like a burnished mirror, Broken into pieces, But not dust, not yet: The tired old man Rests Old Bill Cosby tells stories From the television Hanging from above,...
#acrostic Given a book of true tales, what is the choice.
Ah, the sky She waits for me Despite the cold The malice The you.
When I look into a mirror All I see is dead, dead eyes But how I want to see wings, Spread, showing for all my freedom. If I asked you for help Would you give it to me.
The world in white sound muffled by the cleared background of the sky, save the quiet crunching of boot-shaped snow beneath my feet.
Happiness bursts out, beats like war Everlasting, the hardest worker of them all Arrested on sight of you, erratic when you leave Rambunctious, a smile, just confidence Tether me to you and to this...
Stars are The tears of the forgotten Invisible passengers abandoned Left alone in dusty motels Alongside the highway of life The moon, hope, guidance Keeps the tears still gleaming He's trying to...
I need some calming poetry Or perhaps a cup of tea My nerves are really frayed right now This isn't usually me.
Click, click My bones slide in to place Snap, snap They fall right out again Rattling, shaking You tear me out Stuff me in Turn me around until I can't even stand Down on my knees before...
My brave soldier boy, come back home I'm never gonna have as much courage as you.
I could not save your life No more than I could stop the tide But know, you know, how hard I tried And how I cried When your hand left mine.
You know, I could hardly help it. You were there, and now you're not. Unspoken words and sidelong glances, Your presence gone left a missing friend. I'm not a person from the perfect songs.
#beginningline #nightdwellers Unaware of what lurked in the darkness She sang, oh, how she sang.
#opussweeklychallenge Chained to the ground And it's killing me Shackled, weighted Nothing can hold My grief I am the air. I am freedom.
#colourchallenge #longlastcolour The red red red room Opens to the black black black ...
If you could please Stop breaking me with Your words of ice and pain I'd be much happier, I think. So please do stop Before I snap That's appreciated, really- Much obliged..
#nightdwellers #beginningline From behind my heart And out of sight It crawled, it crept It came from night These sharp claws Keep tight hold on me Sucking from my bones The tough and weary...
#bestofopuss Oh, my train of thought Chugging away endlessly on The looping tracks of me I'm sorry for setting you On a course so unsteady And then losing you Somewhere in the mire.
I'm all alone now They're all gone I'm all alone But that's okay. I didn't need them anyway.
Silly little white lies poured Over black, black wounds Understanding comes at a price Little did I know about the truth Making greyest of greys on hurt As ever, I relearned distrust Telling me to...
Compose. My inner voice cries Hell if I do According to Them Laying down beautiful words requires Long and ponderous thought- no.
I spent my days In a summer haze No looking forward No looking back But like all things It ended Quick enough.
#opussweeklychallenge Oh, you- Don't exasperate yourself. Don't overstretch yourself. Don't relent. Remember a small list of not so small things - be braver. Smile wider. Have patience.
There's a poem in my heart. And a poem from my skin. My bones make poems. And I write for my kin. The sky has its own poetry. As does the sea. The clouds hold the words. As the waves do me.
Let's just go on. (tick). (tick). (tick). March like a soldier. Forever forwards. (tock). (tock). (tock). Rain will never. Stop falling. From golden skies. (drip). (drip). (drip). Not me and you.
Your song May be Of ice And fire But to me It cannot be Anything less Than a dirge Slow and mournful No glory lost- No glory was there ever.
The strains of music- You know the type- That make you just Want to soar and spin Laugh and drink Kick up your heels Let down your hair- It now reaches my ears And I stay immobile.
I felt the sun Of joy Shine upon my face While the moon Of missing them Couldn't touch me then.
What are you, But - contradictory. Strong, yet still Invoking the delicate Memories of flowers. What are you, But - warm. Burnt and glowing Both at the same time The survivor and The creator of fire.
#opussweeklychallenge The spider smiled as the flies used her web as a ballroom, dancing a waltz and lost in the world they created to pretend they weren't her captives, now and forever.
You You need to go I'm strong enough To recognise this Just not enough To send you away Because I'm afraid I'll miss you You You cannot stay In making your place Deep inside my heart You've strung...
The funny thing About being alone Is that you begin To remember your dreams And there's none around To tell them to..
And the history books Forgot about us And the bible didn't mention us But they built us a statue On a hill Saying we were the greatest We had the will To do what our hearts said Screw the rest...
It's not my fault It never is And still you manage To twist my words Around and around So cruel To have them serve you- No. I'm the wordsmith here You're the artist Why can't I control My tongue.
Let's begin with Something easy Something simple Something understandable For isn't that how We must be known. Oh, sure. Be a great.
You know, I'm rather curious As to Just why.
I wish I could Take that music erupting Out of your headphones Drowning out the world And swallow it into my soul So that maybe then You'll listen to me instead. For a change.
All we need. To take away our words. Is the cool, gentle breeze. And the lovely. pineapple trees. Just you and me. Connected to. the seven seas. Silent or loud. The waves crash around. All we need.
#nightdwellers #beginningline #withsomelibertiestaken The frosted grass Cracked underfoot As Winter took a hold On the Knight.
I cannot shed tears for you, You know, For then I'd never stop They'd just Keep Falling Down. I cannot bend Or break an inch One tiny crack In this castle of glass Will bring The whole thing Down.
Let's face it You are scared. Of what, I know not But you're scared, I see it. It's why you do The things you do Why all of this Just happens. Deny it all you want. It doesn't hide the truth.
Tired to the bone The coils in your forearms Rattling, hissing like snakes Your legs no longer wish to move And all the time In the pushing, dreary, endless days Your weary heart A settling stone.
Poetry is a simple thing Just like a simple thought- It comes and goes- It flows and flows- Words that bend the heart.
We are blind and live our blind lives out in blindness. Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of angels.
Sunrise man Hey, sunrise man Your time will come To catch the stars Upon a new, bright light. Sunrise man Oh, sunrise man I know of your longing To see her again And you will, in the deep dark dark.
#alphabetchallenge #letsseehowitgoes Aragorn, the leader Boromir, the brave, brother Chosen to rule Despite lack of personal choice.
It's the rage and the fire And the hatred It's the darkness screaming to get out It's the shadowy veil Dropping over my eyes Obscuring vision and sense. It's okay, I don't mind I accept it.
How many ears does Captain Kirk have. Three. The left ear, the right ear, and the final front ear.
'A hobby?' You ask, 'What is that?' I smile at you. 'It's something you do And however you try You can't get away From the habit that forms.
Wait for the reveal Time to shine amongst your peers You are the Only - Such slow acceptance As the tick of the clock goes Stuck in summer school - Dwarvish, stout and bold "...Side by side with...
#opussweeklychallenge When I opened my eyes I woke up And isn't that The most horrible Nightmare of all.
No matter how Alone you feel The crescendos will still Rise to greet you. Off in the west Pure ethereal The Ships and Stars Wait to greet you.
#colourchallenge #purple #hithereimnew Phoenician The hue of kings A joyous melody Played by pipers Dancing on the backs Of the conquered.
'Nobody said it'd be easy,' and that's how it goes. 'Nobody said it'd be fair,' And isn't that true, How silent they were. 'Nobody guaranteed,' But how could they have.
And on the eighth day, God wept. But they don't tell you that In church, in school.
There's whole heaps of angel In your devil's sparking eyes You've got Hell under your mischievous thumb And all it's people, too What's the point of Heaven When I'm waiting here for you?.
Winter Approaches At a slow pace Until floosh. All of a sudden Here. Happy To see you, no matter what you desire.
This too shall pass (unless you are the Balrog going against Gandalf in Moria, then props to you but that's not advised....).
He hissed alongside the best of them Malignant to the bone But behind that rib cage strangely lacking Lies a heart, not yet stone Tortured souls, hung up, It isn't like he cares He simply strides...
I am the lost traveler In the foggy, marshy swamp With naught but a match to show the way And my shaky, hesitant breath Any way is the wrong way Any step, misplaced Any sound echoes thousandfold And...