Change

One step towards

another place

tapering further

on and on and –

stop to breathe

time is waiting

they are patient

not always kind

they shall wait

your return shines

hope and joy

the end is not in sight

never cross the finish

constantly flowing

new journeys

greet us with heart

warmth in mind

you will flourish

the world is yours.

 


 

 

For you.

Daily prompt from The Daily Post: Taper

Imaginary Boyfriend

If I had an imaginary boyfriend

life would be less complicated for sure

we’d walk along the beach together

take wild vacations all over the world

he would laugh at my jokes every time

and sing me to sleep on a winter’s night

he wouldn’t notice my morning breath

or think my feet are gross

he would be perfect and lovely

and –

nine years ago I killed him

nine years ago today

I cut off his head with a yes to a boy

who wasn’t quite so imaginary

today life can be complicated

but it’s ours, his and mine, just us two

with our cats and our laughter and our tears

walks to the shops through littered streets

through the same old city that we love

he thinks my jokes are terrible

and his singing drives me to distraction

our morning breath is terrible

and my feet aren’t all that great

he’s an odd ball a lovely odd ball

then again so am I

I’m glad I killed my imaginary boyfriend

because now I have someone real and he’s mine.

 


I’m really really tired so it’s probably not a good time to write a poem, but here we have a potentially creepy poem about me killing an imaginary person and having smelly breath. This is one to be regretted when I am reunited with sleep.

Daily prompt from The Daily Post: Imaginary

 

Just Another Love Story

 

Girl meets girl, meets boy meets everyone,

boy meets boy, meets you meets me.

Who we are doesn’t matter to anyone but everyone,

closed eyes dark souls, they can’t see.

 

Girl meets you, meets me meets anyone,

kiss my cheek, they grasp for my hand.

They look backwards, away from anyone,

lonely you lonely we, walk the beaches toes in sand.

 

Boy meets girl, meets anyone meets everyone,

my heart touches yours, we radiate above.

They find us, confusion, anger, then acceptance,

our happiness transcends their fears, they see our love is love.

 


Yeah I’m not a huge fan of this style, but it’s all about getting the cogs into motion and all of this daily prompt stuff is helping with the bigger writing picture I have outside of the blog. Maybe one day I’ll learn how to actually write poetry. Knowing me, probably not.

Daily prompt from The Daily Post: Radiate 

We Survive

We wake

rise and shine

but our lights are flickering

we eat

vultures in the haze

the taste is bitter yet we swallow

we roam

aimless and silent

our legs grow tired sooner than before

we sit

thinking and still

thoughts of then and when never now

we sleep

broken and lonely

our company cold as death

we live

lungs breathing heart beating

this is how we survive.


Daily prompt from The Daily Post: Survive

Your Lies

 

Their lies become your lies

What you need, who you are

Everything they want you give to them

believing it to be for the best

receiving nothing in return

Time cements lies into values

and truth tellers become extremists

Harming others is second nature

you don’t need excuses

it’s just how it is now

their lies tell you it’s okay and you believe it

I stand up to tell you there is another way

but you mock me back down

their lies are your lies now

your lies are the only truth you hear

My truth is offensive

it threatens to crumble the mountain of lies

built up over years of manipulation

closing minds and slamming doors

their lies kill hope and freedom

but you believe it is better than the alternative

an alternative no one knows

yet everyone despises

How much longer can the world last

breathing in the lies that you inherited

suffering torture dressed as tradition

watching its children bleed and cry

how much longer will you live by your lies?


I’ll be working on this one, I think it deserves more time than a few minutes of speed writing. It has the potential to really hit upon a lot of what I’ve been trying to speak out for recently, so you might be seeing Your Lies again in the near future.

Daily prompt from The Daily Post: Farce