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Jeff Bresee Feb 22
I think that there’s a bridge
out there somewhere,
lying distant in the winding path ahead.
One that spans across still waters,
beneath amber trees.
Just like in fairytales I’ve read.
 
I’ve only dreamt
of what might lie across its span.
I’ve pictured just how it will be
when step by step I walk,
hands gliding across its rails
as time drifts off so peacefully.
 
It keeps me going, hoping
that I’ll find it there.
That someday when my journey’s done,
I’ll walk around that final corner
of my time,
and find that bridge there in the sun.
 
Then I suppose I’ll pause
a moment to reflect,
while standing there, ready to cross.
I’m sure I’ll be in awe,
not knowing what to think.
I’m sure that I’ll be at a loss
 
for what to say, but then I guess
there’ll be no words
that will need saying,
I’ll just take the steps and go.
I’ll walk across that bridge
then I will finally be…
back in the place we all call home.
Jeff Bresee Feb 22
There’s a swirling in the sunset
and a swirling in my soul.
A swirling in my heart and mind
that never lets me go.
 
It calls me down a winding path
that twists and turns and bends.
I don’t know where it’s going
but I do know in the end
 
that it will lead me to the shore
where I can sit and see
that wonderous swirling sunset
that was painted just for me.
Jeff Bresee Feb 20
I took for granted everything,
colors of every hue.
I didn’t know those colors
filled my world because of you.
 
So, like the fool I am
I let you go, too blind to see
that on my own I am just alone
and things turned out to be
 
where colors slowly slipped away,
the yellows, greens and blues.
And now the only color left…
is the memory of you.
Jeff Bresee Feb 20
Curled up in the corner in dead of the night.
Afraid of darkness and praying for light.
 
Eyes peer from the ceiling. Hands reach from the floor.
Hearts beat from the walls, and he stands at the door.
 
No chemical shields me. No masquerade hides.
The sweat of my body, the fear in my eyes.
 
He’s pounding and pounding and growing in strength.
He’s growing in hunger and looking for prey.
 
He whispers to call me from deep in my mind.
With lies and with luring each weakness he finds.
 
But I know what he wants yes, I know where it leads.
I’ve scars to remind me of all the past deeds.
 
But the door he can’t open and that’s why he calls.
So, I’m curled in the corner… afraid that I’ll fall.
Jeff Bresee Feb 19
The feeling
haunts me
time and time again.
I feel it as it’s coming
like a scent upon the wind.
 
Like wind across the predator
wafts out to warn the prey.
So likewise, all I know and feel
screams, “turn and run away!”
 
But something deep inside me
in a way I can’t explain,
finds pleasure in the desecration,
need inside the pain.
 
So, mind and heart and faculty
drink of the traitor’s blood,
and render my will helpless
like a reed against the flood.
 
Then yet again I falter
for I now become as they.
The predator has full control…
I want to be the prey.
Jeff Bresee Feb 19
Have you perhaps held on too long
to the place that you call home?
Have you let too much time slip by,
avoiding the unknown?
 
It’s hard not to be scared of change,
it happens naturally.
The risk of taking chances, yes
it’s pure anxiety.
 
But staying in this place is death,
you’re meant to rise and grow.
Your heart is meant to be your guide,
trust it and just let go.
 
If you stay here, you’ll just get old.
Your dreams you’ll never find.
So, take this chance, depart…
and leave this old place far behind.
Jeff Bresee Feb 16
There’s a corner of eternity
where I’ve built a simple home.
A place that I can go to
when I want to be alone.

A place where winds of
time and space glide gently
through the air.

A place each time I leave,
I’m longing,
wishing I were there.

We deal with many things in life,
so much that brings us down.
We swim through burdens, paddling,
hoping that we will not drown.

I guess we all have to survive,
we have to make our way.
But there is more to life than that,
you have to get away.

Follow your dreams
and wonderous things,
allow your mind to go
to places where your body can’t
and if you do, you’ll know –

that Heaven is inside of you.
You’ll find that you’re still there.
Go find your corner of it,
build your home and rest from care.
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