An empty house, beside my own. An empty house, nobody home. Inside the house, a beauty there With grey-blue eyes and scarlet hair. But now alone the house still sits Without the girl, without her wits. Without her smile, or voice or hair of red without the girl, the house sits dead.
Turns out I'm not the only guy that writes poetry on WordPress xD David Sleeper agreed to post his poetry here as a quid pro quo deal. I share his poem, he shares my blog, I share his blog, we're both happy. Well. He's happy and I'm pleasantly surprised everything isn't terrible. His writing at … Continue reading Guest post–death into life
What word describes my thought of you? Lust? Too vulgar and too crude-- Though beauty's yours, in fullness too. No, I must a softer, gentler name possess To describe the bottomless recess Of my heart and mind that's yours--no less. Perhaps it's love--perhapse it's not. True, too much pain that word would wrought … Continue reading The Failing of Words
White-gold skin, with ruby dots. Across your cheeks encrusted spots Where jeweler finer than humans wrought The face that, so quickly, my heart caught.
The girl next door With the rose-red hair. The girl next door, Too much to bear. When she laughs she's a siren, If she touches, she's fire. Her glance is like lightning-- I'm struck with desire.
How can love, a good thing, be? When for its sake, a tear racked me Can no more sleep at night than speak or see Through swollen eyes and chocking sob. How many nights will this love Rob Before I fall, like broken fob, Apart, my many links undone? Love, have mercy on … Continue reading Detestable love
Dear john, Your pillow stopped smelling like you today. Dear john, Kyle asked who the man with me in the photo was. I couldn't tell him. Dear john, I thought I heard you again today. Dear John, I wish you'd come home. Dear John, I met someone... he's nothing like you. … Continue reading Dear John