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You know, I’ve been staring at my screen for a while now
Thinking of what to write, Trying to put it all together
I thought of all these ways to tell you this but you see I don't have the words and I don't take that lightly because I am someone who is usually good with words.
I usually know what to say but here I am sitting in front of a blank screen trying to figure out what words to put together.  
Truth be told, I don't understand what I'm feeling,
Its like I’m sad and happy at the same time.
I’m simple but god I’m a big mess
I’m quiet but my thoughts are loud as ever
I dont know what this is.
Its like I’m everything and nothing all at once.
I wanna say so much I just don't know where to start,
So I guess I’m going to end with saying nothing at all.
I seriously have no idea what to say.
I was on my way to you
and I found something shinny and new.
I really didn't mean
To stumble upon the gleam.
It turned out to be just a rock,
That came with quite a shock.
Sinking me to the deepest
Right where it is hardest
To find my way back.
I cant figure why i stayed
I didn't think i would hurt.
But he treated me like dirt.
Note nothing of why or how, enquire
no deeper than you need
into what set these veins on fire,
note simply that they bleed.

Spain fought before and fights again,
better no question why;
note churches burned and popes in pain
but not the men who die.
I've been drawing
A blank
Dwelling in this
So called
Conundrum

Only giving
Half hearted gestures,
Forsaking all others

I've deliberately
Out smarted
All the details
Lost in time

Jittery
On every
Steamy day

The remedy
Never lies
In the score book,
Or with
Criminal instincts,
Not even
The crooked
Cab drivers

So I'll wander
In these
Unvarnished
Chocolate covered
Nightmares

I'll hide
Under the
Stairs
Where spiritualistic,
Speakeasy
Behavior
Only leaves
You
Killed or injured

A whirl
Of such discovery
And you
Will finally
See

It's mostly people
Who cause
This kind of
Unease
Elusive for a reason
 Aug 2013 Timothy Brown
M Clement
Let's drink
Libations

Whiskey and Gin
Expectations

And everything that flows forth
When the drinks spill, pour

She looked
This way

I tried, my best,
to play

The game

Let's flirt
Play in the dirt
We can be nature
Let's be mature
And do what mommy and daddy do on vacation
 Jul 2013 Timothy Brown
M Clement
Then there was nothingness
And as she looked between branches
and tree trunks
She saw little
For the interwoven tapestry of wood and leaf was too dense to peer through

She took her first few steps
Hearing the crunching of leaves and brush beneath her feet
Breathed in a deep, cool breath of fresh, mountain-air
And she passed
With one, silent breath

She became one with the brush
As my hands lie lifeless in the dark on the smooth but soft surface **** ****. First my finger, then the rest of my hand comes alive like the devil in the night or should I say more like an Explorer on a lost island my hands wander up her torso fingers Rollin over her abs like like waves smoothing out the sand on the beach once my hands reach the base of her Mountains my hands move slowly up her ******* covering them like ice cold morning dew as my hands make their way back down her torso her body shakes and jolts like an earthquake as my hands get closer to her waistline her body shifts like tectonic plates leaving her legs split open this is it not both but only one hand goes in for the dip.
*this is not my work*
My best friend wrote this poem, he's new to writing poetry. What do y'all think?? I'm delighted to feature Mr. Jerall (Charlie) Sinclair to my page!
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