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 May 2017 SallyS
Larry Potter
The comfiest human bed warmer I ever had,
My fundamental tutor of the good and the bad,
The original storyteller in my bedtime tantrums,
The resident photographer of my birthday albums.

The accidental magician who tricked me out of my worries,
A sympathetic dictator who scolds but allows my fancies,
My biased talent manager who always tells me I'm the best,
The loudest cheerleader who puts to shame all the rest.

The world's underrated chef cooking heavenly meals,
Our unpaid laundry lady worrying over water bills,
The overqualified nurse never leaving her patient,
Our top-notch budget analyst negotiating every payment.

The random gardener, she can grow anything with ease,
Our talkative historian, she stops recalling only if we say please,
The uncanny philosopher, we've learned a lot from her,
The lost and found administrator, tracking things hidden anywhere.

The most efficient multitasker I've ever known,
My trustworthy adviser who knows me down to my bones,
A tough fighter who keeps winning her every battle,
My life's co-creator and this world's greatest mother.
Happy Mother's Day!
 May 2017 SallyS
James M Vines
I know that you have walked alone for a while, but I promise I will not be a bother. I know that you have a place that you need to be, but I will not get in the way of your destiny. I just want to stand by your side while you go on your path. Can I walk with you for a while?
 May 2017 SallyS
Austin Bauer
Jesus, I need the light
of your face to shine
on all the places that I
cannot see my hand
right in front of me.
A meditation from my lectio divine tonight.
 May 2017 SallyS
ryn
Blind
 May 2017 SallyS
ryn
Make her see
through my eyes

Make her see
the peace I'm trying to find

Make her see
further than I could ever measure

Make her see
that right now I'm blind
 May 2017 SallyS
Steve Page
How many poets
Does it take to change a light bulb?

Two.
One to hold the ladder.
And one to tearfully consider the transitive nature of existence compounded by the tragedy of the assumption of replacement without true celebration of the individuality found at the heart of the mass produced and the beauty that can be found in a frail light fighting against the darkness inherent in an unfair world.
Ño reason.  It just seemed a question worth asking
 May 2017 SallyS
James M Vines
The metal bars and concrete that surround me are not what confines me. It is the legacy of pain and misery that I left behind me. A place to sleep is all the same from one day to the next. Life and death come to all who exist. The streets were my school house, but the education did little to prepare me. I never could have imagined the reality of what would haunt me. Images of friends lying in their own blood, children who have no parents because of the drugs I sold. All of this is my prison, I take it everywhere with me. The ghost of my past life always haunt me. They surround me more than any guard or steel bars could you see. These are shackles of my own making. They are the result of my grim undertakings. All for a few dollars and a life I thought I wanted. Now the cost is too high for me to pay and by the broken lives I am taunted. I sit here every night and listen to the echoes of silence. In my head it is a continual song of violence. I can't shake the chains of my own making. I built my own prison with in myself by the path that I have taken.
 May 2017 SallyS
SøułSurvivør
I'm a plain brown sparrow
but I'd like to sing
please, don't frighten me away
for I'm a wild thing
though my hollow bones are broken
the voice ain't in the wings

I'm a colt, just standing up
sometimes my knees shake
sometimes I leap and frolic
sometimes I'm not awake
but my spirit is intact
and it will
never break

let me sing a song to you
I may have to weep
but it will sound within you
deep calls out to deep
let my melody surround you
the words will never lie
though your own heart
break within you
and you may have to cry
it's a tune for singin'
in a rainy sky


Wednesday's child is
full of woe
suchlike I was born
I've been on earth to suffer
worldweary
and forlorn
always needing to be loved
ever the foresworn

but I never gave it up
I knew someday I'd win
like a glove,
this thing called love
becoming vice and gin
I searched for it all without

BUT FOUND IT

WITHIN

[chorus]

BRIDGE:
I found my answer in The Lord
in Him I abide
I found out the answer
was on the
INSIDE
true love is not a mirage
because
true love never hides


SøułSurvivør
(C) 5/12/2017
Please read
"Salvation Story by SoulSurvivor"

Went through a bad patch
But thank Jesus Christ
and some beautiful people
I'm on the mend

It's 4:25am so I've got to rest again
God willing I'll be back reading
Tomorrow!
 May 2017 SallyS
SøułSurvivør
Where's a soft, safe place to land
In a desperate hour
When you find you cannot stand
And you're a mighty tower?

Where's a shoulder you can cry on
When you're the one who's tough?
Where's the place where
you can go
When you have had enough?

Where is God at times
When you are like an owl?
When you're in the 18th round
And want to toss the towel?

Sometimes I just feel this way!
Sometimes it's just hard!
It seems folks want to lean on me
When I'm a house of cards!

I know that God is closest
When He seems far away
I know that in my intellect
But it doesn't feel that way!

So I'll put on praises
To music I bequeath
Sing to my Lord and Savior
Though through gritted teeth!

I will read the Psalms
About David's many trials
HE didn't always dance a jig.
HE didn't always smile!

I'm not going to sell you stuff
You don't want to buy
I'm not gonna tell a tale
I'm not going to die, but
Sometimes *I NEED A SHOULDER

Upon which to lie!
I'm sorry i haven't been able to read. Maybe later when I'm
Feeling better...
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