#afternoon poems on Hello Poetry

Adrián Poveda Aug 2016

Amanecemos por la tarde, bajo la sombra de los edificios, huimos del sol por que nos quema y no nos deja pensar, sin lugar a certezas ni a aclaraciones nuestras almas se asoman como la luna (siempre en las noches y solo a veces al final de la tarde).

Ya todos los lugares están copados, la sombra es corta en los barrios bajos y hay que acelerar el paso, refugiarnos del sol antes de que el alma salga de pronto y nos sorprendan empezando a gritar; todos lo saben la noche hace invisible la propia oscuridad y encierra en un dulce parpadeo la cordura.

#sun #moon #crazy #madness #afternoon #sol #locura #tarde

Julie Grenness May 2016

THERE IS FOOTBALL.......

Yes, there is football again today,
The melodrama in the usual way,
Like ancient dramas, the crowds,
The roars and chorus, free kicks allowed!
His team are losing again,
Do they have a winning vein?
Television the negative conduit,
He enjoys being sad, leave him to it!
Find something else to do in another room,
Yes, chicks can have crafternoon,
That's craft and reading for me and you,
Just throw chocolate at him and zoom!]
Why? It's a football afternoon!

Feedback welcome.

#do #to #find #something #else #football #afternoon

Kastoori Barua May 2016

The Scarf

The scarf that you took off with a graceful flourish,
From your warm throat, and covered my head
On one beautiful, wintry afternoon long ago;
That memory intensifies and weighs me down,
Like photographs that develop in the darkroom
But are never shown the broad daylight.

My head now stays uncovered with snow;
I wear your scarf on my shoulders.
Betokening my will to carry
The burden of the emptiness,
You left behind with your departure.

#winter #snow #memory #emptiness #will #scarf #photographs #afternoon #burden #departure

Luisa C Apr 2016

certain afternoons.

belong to me.
not the house that puts
a thousand miles between;
allows just a few hours seen,
of a cautiously passionate dream.
so i suggest the whisper of more hours to spare
is the only lie you need speak.

the bus ride home must be lonely.
be back in the arms of my sheets,
playing with the edges of my clothes,
with my heart's speed.

link your hands in a new home
and lock your eyes with mine
and throw away the key.
belong to me.

#love #sleep #memories #young #memory #imissyou #afternoon

Brianna Mar 2016

Little Less Broken

There are always long nights when music doesn't help and alcohol doesn't help and crying just doesn't help.

There are always long days when my legs want to give out and my back is shaking and my heart breaks a little more each hour.

And there will be times in the middle of the night when I want nothing more than to call you and remind you I'm still alive.

To call and just hear your voice even through voicemail knowing you were real at one point in my life.

There are always going to be days when the sun shines a little less and the storms find their way into my heart.

There are always going to be days when I wake up happy and content and I can easily forget you were even a part of my life.

And there will be times in the middle of the afternoon when my mind wanders and I am not nearly as sad as I was a few days ago...

And knowing I am just a little less broken than l was yesterday brings me a little hope that I will move on.

#broken #sad #hope #night #smiles #morning #less #little #afternoon #middle

Aron Mar 2016

Afternoon Sadness

Middle of the day,
you're laying on your bed
or busy doing something
&
then that strong feeling of
missing someone hits you;
I think that,
is more special
than missing someone
at 1 A.M.

#sadness #missing #someone #afternoon

Raindrops Mar 2016

afternoon

One hot afternoon
Trees are silent and still
The wind blows hot
through my skin
with my eyes burning in heat
Crack and dry lips
I look at the sun
so bright it appears black.
Its background pale blue sky
Sitting alone my eyes feel heavy
Thinking to get along with this boring day
Hoping it would just rain.

I want to continue this but I'm out of ideas...still need to study :/

#hot #weather #afternoon #boring

crystallaiz Mar 2016

snowflake

the 3pm sun is streaming through
the window with
glued-on paper flakes
illuminating the furniture
casting dark shadows
against light wood
and i'm tasting snow
on my tongue
and thinking that this
feels like freedom

Last time everything felt surreal, but now I feel real. It feels great to be real.

#sun #real #free #snowflake #afternoon #wooden #dessert

underground mamihan Mar 2016

Wake Up

Afternoon is here
Warm orange hue floods the room
Wake your soul loved one

#love #haiku #up #wake #afternoon