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K603 Jun 2014
I love to hear the church bells chime
Everyday, three times a day
But one day while laying in the grass they rang
At the wrong hour

Slow pace
One ring ever six seconds
The slow toll of sadness

Here I lay in the grass
time continues to pass
  Jun 2014 K603
Paula Lee
This is the second time in a month
I have cried so much today
Going through your things
deciding what to keep,
what to throw away?

It's like there's memories
attached to every single thing
Do I keep the china?
What about your wedding ring?

It's only been thirty days
I wasn't prepared for the extra pain
Throwing your Life away
Is like losing you all over again!
I'm being pushed to do this and I'm just not ready!
  Jun 2014 K603
Seán Mac Falls
Wild flower fields—
Only smoulder while she flames,
Her yellow sun dress.
  Jun 2014 K603
Jack
~

I opened a book today
and then it opened me
K603 Jun 2014
How many things are really whole.
How much is full?
How much is too much or too little,
Whats the standard measure of these things

If I am to be me and you are to be you, why have a standard to go by.
Let me be me and you be you no one to be compared to
Judge how you see fit, how full it is to you does not matter to me.

What I see as overflowing you see not even half.
Standard will vary from me to you and you to me
From her to him and back again
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