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 May 2013 LD Goodwin
Kyrz Beerz
How
 May 2013 LD Goodwin
Kyrz Beerz
How
as we laid there
in the false light from the ceiling
I felt the need to ask you
how there came to be
two oceans on your face
above a smile when parted
let out pieces of your mind that
I tried to catch
how, in fact, did I come to know
you under those black-rimmed glasses
under a once impenetrable wall
of stone and ivy
how can I drink in
every decibel of your laughter
while knowing I will never drink
from your mouth
They fly through the air- notes-
Better than birds ever could
Humming and Hovering and Harmonizing

Music is everything
beautiful
powerful
tender
terrifying
comforting
It is the universal language.

Can I tell you a secret?

I can't write it. 
I could whirl off a thousand songs
-tickling the ivories til they gleam-
Somehow it continually and eternally eludes me.

That's why I write poetry.

Poetry is a song without music. 
Sometimes beautiful.
But a song without music is like a body without a soul.

And a picture may be worth a thousand words,
but music is worth a thousand pictures.
I could write a novel about a
single Beethoven chord.
So I'll keep plunking, 
plunking, 
plunking
away
Trying to describe
the music.            
     within                my soul.

Because (I'm sure every potential artist feels this way) I know my music could stir souls
heal hearts
beautify and cleanse the world

And baby
  If I could write you a song to make you fall in   love I would already have you under my arm.
The last line is from Mike Posnee's Cooler Than Me
I love words
for their meanings
their woven tapestries
but also
for their taste.

Tell me, when was the last time you tasted a word
as sweet as strawberry shortcake
or bitter as dark hot coffee?
try it.
remember diction, now.

loquacious
refrigerator
nefarious
malevolent
tinkerbell


­feel the 'q' like a potato chip
(crunch)
the 'f' like a wind
(swooping through)
the 'b' like a kiss
(so quiet)

Gives new meaning to the age-old rhyme:
Some books should be tasted,
others devoured,
but only a few should be chewed and digested thoroughly.
Tell me your favorite words
 May 2013 LD Goodwin
Axiana
I was
Dragged across a twilight sky
A ship capturing human lives
Screaming stars shot me blind
Meteoric wastelands collide
No exit I can find
But this
Is only theoretical dream time
Where a viscious space story unwinds
I'm alive

And I love it
Thinking in purples and blues
Imagining milky way hues
Discovering my most hidden clues
I've stored away from you
This universal truth
Is my muse
To imagine is to be free
 May 2013 LD Goodwin
Liam
if nothing exists
then nothing cannot exist
our brains colliding
 May 2013 LD Goodwin
Bryn
Our very existence was the dust in the  wind,

and the remnants of our love,

speckled across the night sky,
Laying outside
In the grass,
Feeling it grow around me
I fell in love.
Marilyn Manson softly croons in my ears,
As I fell in love with the sun.
Its rays soaked into my skin
And lit the darkest corners of my soul.
The clouds in shapes of
Tigers, elephants, and planes
I fell in love with them
As they lazily drifted by.
I fell in love with the wind
As it tousled my hair
And carried the sound
Of familiar voices around me.
The leaves of trees
Were green and beautiful.
I fell in love with them as
They created shadows around me.
I fell in love with nature
And it captivated my heart.
 May 2013 LD Goodwin
NitaAnn
I saw him today.
I wanted to scream, hit him in rage, to cry, hurt him and kiss him at the same time.
I am a slave to my heart.
I refuse to listen to it.
But it beats faster and harder when I saw him.
My whole body betrayed me, except for my eyes.
If looks could ****, he would be dead.
But it is me who is dead.
Dead from the thousands of tears and the pain from the emotions I keep hidden.
I though it could not get any worse
But seeing him today, was like him ripping the wound open and walking away.
How can he sit there and smile
While I am falling into pieces and crying inside.
Yet I stood there, doing nothing
Couldn't speak my mind to him, in fear I would cry.
All I want to do is hurt him, but I can not.
So I just end up hurting myself
Hurting myself all over again just for him.
 May 2013 LD Goodwin
NitaAnn
We took a drive down a dirt road and
          parked in our secret spot.

You said you loved me
          and then you kissed me on the lips.

You touched me all over
          with your fingertips.

You caressed my inner thighs and
          then you ****** yourself inside.

With every ****** in my mind I scream
          No daddy no don't do this to me.

Finally it's over and you wipe the tears
         from my eyes and tell me not to cry.

You say you love me and that it's okay
         I am your special little girl once again
         and we are back on our way.
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