The StretcherToday a boy sees a green-eyed girl for the first timeThe Stretcher by Achille1996
and thinks she is the most beautiful thing
in the entire world.
A woman in white lifts her bouquet,
so thankful that she is finally
the one to throw
and her sister catches the flowers
while blushing at the best man,
who smiles back at her.
Today a mother kisses her daughter
on the forehead
as she imagines how beautiful
this newborn child will become
in the future.
A black and white kitten
emerges from beneath a family shed,
and two girls on the swings
name him Mittens
and promise to love him forever.
Today someone is carried
down the hospital hall in a stretcher,
and I sit in the waiting room
thinking that out of all these happy,
I would take the stretcher
if it meant I would be there
instead of you.
. Fem-Forum Post 73 You know you miss her when .. fangs .. Fem-Forum Post 73 You know you miss her when . by Amanda-Graham
Chuck and I are sittin' out front; grey skies, cool temps, slight drizzle all right. We're smokin' together; that's right, the chuck smokes, though mostly he just pinches the Camel 'tween two front claws and sniffs at it like an incense stick. We are sharin' a little time today; the yard hours are his not mine. The deacon of the church who minds the property has been carryin' left over crap and garbage outta a recently vacated apartment in th' main building.
"Can't believe they leave all that stuff in th' apartment Deac." "Yeah Mandy ..." he stops with his white hair shining as bright as his shirt, an' a cardboard box of odd stuff held in his arms; "... they graduate an' then they just pull up stakes and drive off." The chuck snorts under his breath and looks away.
The deacon throws the box in the bin and walks back up the gravel drive by the chuck and I again "I'm gonna trap you one of these days ya kno
Poeme du jour / Daily poemEt ton sourire fantômePoeme du jour / Daily poem by lombregrise
dans le lit froid de mes
And your ghostly smile
in the cold bed of my
Poeme du jour / Daily poemLa lune regarde envieusePoeme du jour / Daily poem by lombregrise
les fleurs mouillées
sur ta tombe
Envious, the moon looks
at the wet flowers on
Carpe DiemTomorrow is not promised; live todayCarpe Diem by NobodyNothingNowhere
Replace worn shoes with new ones
Insert new dreams, let old disappointment go
Walk in the light while there is time
Rich and poor, mad and sane, all must die
Store old dreams in the new shoebox
Make bright memories to take into the night
Our final destinations are all the same
Heaven is not promised; seize the day
With kindness, gentleness and love
When night falls it will be gentle, soft
Your pockets will be stuffed with gold
Plato and MeForty miles into it, there was a sucking sound. The tar began to dissolve around our feet. The trees around the border were tall, branches outstretched. We couldn’t reach them. We couldn’t reach anything.Plato and Me by NobodyNothingNowhere
Unshakable uncertaintyUnshakable uncertaintyUnshakable uncertainty by Lostboysmee
in the bright
Still feeling the lingering
night of an unsettling
from the past
invade the present.
The vice like
fear that tightens
in your stomach
Pulling back the covers,
it slowly fades, concealed behind
the distractions of the light,
EquilibriumIndignationEquilibrium by retr-o-bute
Forgiveness offers anonymity.
I will tame this
Spectrum of existence
I have come
That these artificial divides
Are an archaic,
Relic of apprehension
I refuse to live in.
Faith is the unity
Of heart and mind
That elevates the living from the alive.
Sore, tattered skin,
Torn, withered within,
Resentment is no longer my restraint.
Reborn with ambition,
Warm with animation,
Guilt will no longer be my love's blind.
Consumed all I could see
In my memories of you and I.
I struggled to understand
How I could love a soul
Yet clamour for natural consequences.
Affection and indignation
Are not to be divided,
As the sins from the sinner are.
I found the strength to love you,
And the strength to pardon myself
For your addictions.
Can you imagine a life
Beyond these bars that bind?
Can you find serenity
In this sobering, unfamiliar territory?
If you can, you aren't blind,
If you can't, I'll be your guide.
. y ."Winter is coming so fast ... cold ..." "umm hmm" I thrill in shelters of my memories. "Did you hear me?". y . by Amanda-Graham
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AloneThe simplest things, I can no longer decide for myself.Alone by GypsyMountainman
No longer am I whole.
I am tired, my spirit broken.
My fight is gone.
Nature beckons me to come,
deeper still, she whispers.
until her icy embrace holds me tight.
Come to me, she cries
I am broken, my spirit tired.
My fight lost.
The Dreams of ExistenceOnce there was an existence so small, smaller than the particles of dust in the infinite universe. She had a small existence but had a big basket full of dreams. She was happy and she had faith that someday surely those dreams of hers would be realized. Everyday she would get some dreams from her basket and watch those dreams become a reality. Then everyday she’d produce new dreams and she’d put it in the basket. The basket was like a good luck charm to her. It would often smile at her and encourage her. Seeing the basket made her feel that she wasn’t so small after all.The Dreams of Existence by moonlight-fox
Then one day a strong wind blew and it blew away the small existence’s basket of dreams. All the dreams within the basket disappeared and the basket was broken. The small existence could not believe it. She had invested so many dreams on that basket, the basket looked at her and it apologized as it slowly closed it eyes.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect your dreams”
SUFICATIONI amSUFICATION by sammyxfreak
on my words
that seem to
The air changes
on the verge
and when I
your guard dog
chews me up
and spits out
so that I
that much less
can be found
can be legal
for the trap
that you have set
closes me in
of the cage
So I lie
I am still
Read Any Good Books Lately?I saw you yesterday
For the first time...
In a long time.
I saw you from far away
And my heart
Did that thing
That they talk about in Disney movies.
Then when you came over
You smiled that smile
That makes me want to hate you
Because I know you can't be mine.
Not yet, anyway.
And when you hugged me
Like it was nothing
My dad's back was turned.
You didn't think anything of it
Because you didn't know
The clandestine conversations
That scared them and haunted me
From the last time I saw you.
But I made sure
His back was turned.
If it hadn't been,
I don't know what
I would've done.
Why did you risk it all?
But despite my father
And despite your father,
I want to plan a dream with you.
Let's plan a dream,
Much like you would plan
A road trip;
We are both well aware
Of the destination,
But the intricate back roads
That we will use
Are currently undefined.
The conversation won't lull,
It never does with you.
When we aren't singing those songs
That nobody pays at
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