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 Sep 2016 TKO
Cynthia Jean
I am
so
grateful
for
those
who
listen.

Thank you all.

Sometimes
listening
might
just
save
a
life.

Might
be
the
invisible
offering
extended
enabling
one
to
hold on
for
one
more
day.

Cj 2016
taking time to care
 Sep 2016 TKO
Lost
ZN
 Sep 2016 TKO
Lost
ZN
You are kind and gentle and sweet,
your voice, my favorite melody,
your soft dark eyes, my weakness,
your smile makes me sheepish.
Who would've though it would take so little?
A glance, a smile, a joke, a laugh,
and there it was;
that warmth in my chest,
that glow to my cheeks,
that sparkle in my eyes,
and color flowed into my world like tears I would never cry,
because you,
are my kinda guy.

*finger guns
I never had any clue a convention would lead me to love. Thank you.
 Sep 2016 TKO
brooke
daybreak.
 Sep 2016 TKO
brooke
you will be able to say
once in a while
during the brief
jaunts in our underwear
the glimpses of green lace
under a white cotton shirt
that moved across my shoulders
on the hardwood floors, our heels
stomp and slide, and my thighs
quiver under weight and laughter
you caught me and I turned
turn to hold your neck


but I pause to bring you close
to hold you, as if you were
a vase of baby's breath and ferns
to look you over and wonder how
one moment I was sitting here writing
this on the couch on a september evening
and how you are here now,
with a strange familiarity
and the watch on your wrist
softly clicks forward
but I can hear it from
inside the glass, atop the second hand
sweeping over the ticked surface
reflecting the sweet blue daylight,
the warmth of your body and
the gentle harmony of two people
who have found eachother.
(c) Brooke Otto 2016

sounded better inside my head in moving pictures.
 Sep 2016 TKO
Anna
I want to listen to music all by myself
I want to feel its meaning
And cry
I want to dance in the middle of my work
Even when there's no music
Even when everyone is staring
And shout
I don't want to be somewhere else
Someone else
I want to be me just me
Doing what I want to
And not what I should
Or told to
And smile
I don't want to fly
I don't want people to look up to me
Rely on me expect from me
I want to run walk stumble and fall
Get up and laugh at me
and walk again
And satisfied.
...
 Sep 2016 TKO
Kata
Heavy
 Sep 2016 TKO
Kata
The Smallest Coffins Are The Heaviest
I'm not ready to bear such a weight
Never will I be
Please get better.
 Sep 2016 TKO
phil roberts
Just in the pubs and clubs
******* our own gear around
Seemingly, always upstairs
For weddings and birthday parties
Sorting out miles of wires
Well-worked practise

But when those amps were turned on
With an audible amplified thud
As switches are flicked
And their lights gaze like tiny red eyes
That's when I am ready

First number and the drums and bass
Connect to create new heartbeats
And now I'm into it
Not the man in the mill anymore
I'm the frontman for the band
And the music soars through me

As the night goes on and grows
The crowd has grown and is dancing
Gaining energy from the music
And feeding it back to us in turn
Now THIS is being alive

And so it was

                                 By Phil Roberts
I never fell off a good bass riff but I fell off stage once or twice :)
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