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 Oct 2014 Emma Pickwick
Exposed
Do you love me?

It's been less than a year
Since I met you here.
I didn’t know you well
But well enough to know
That I loved you.

Yes, you’ve broken my heart
But I want to give you another chance
To fix it.
I still have those old stitches
But when you pull them away
It will be a new slate
Fresh with no pain.

Love me back or not
At least I know I fought.
I fought a war to gain your love
And though I may have lost
It was at no cost.

Only a few more stitches
Hi Guys! My first poem because I felt in the mood to write. I don't know much about poetry but I put this out there anyways. Any and all feedback is welcome!
For my brother, Martin

I'm going to sling your memory
over my shoulder
back pack you round the world

slide you on to station platforms
alongside the passing panorama of footsteps
that echo on that slice of cold cement

tuck you into airplane lockers
overhead the sleeping flyers
in that metal coffin in the ice cream clouds

nestle you among bus luggage
beneath the picture windows
and the ribbon racing road

I will unpack you in every village
every town and every city
in every land and nation

on every continent and land mass
crossing the oceans and seas
catching every wave and tide

circling the earth on winds and breezes
following sunsets and solar eclipses
and every cycle of the moon

until I find a place of resting
until I find a place of peace
until I find a place of peace

© M.L.Emmett
Written for my brother, Martin.
 Oct 2014 Emma Pickwick
Joe Cole
Early this morning drove my wife into work
Nothing unusual about that
What was unusual though was the clarity of the light
Was a beautiful sunlit morning and I was heading east
Straight into the rising sun
Then I noticed the leaves, reds, golds
In that sunlight they seemed almost translucent as the sun
Shone from behind
Every leaf edged with a misty white halo
I know, just a trick of the early morning light
But in all my 69 years I don't ever remember seeing such a sight
 Oct 2014 Emma Pickwick
Traveler
Another tragic moment relived
I wake up and catch my breath
The image of my little girl
Clear as the day I left

I’m so afraid of seeing her again
But more afraid I may never see her again
It’s a wonder that I can ever smile
But time lets me breathe once in a while

This wall built between us
Cast a shadow upon my soul
This burning bridge separates us
Burning beyond my control

Somehow I must return to her
To reconcile the love she missed
Somehow I must resolve this
And help to heal her brokenness
Such experience leaves a dark scar.
It's your birthday and I cancelled the balloons
It's your birthday and I drank all your *****
It's your birthday and I'm sleeping in your shirt
It's your birthday and you're sleeping with her
 Oct 2014 Emma Pickwick
r
chihuahua
 Oct 2014 Emma Pickwick
r
life is a chihuahua -

somedays it smiles
at you - stroking it's back

wondering when
it's gonna bite ya

- life is a chihuahua.

r ~ 10/26/14
: )  and, no; I do not have a chihuahua.
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