Submissions by JohnVincent (JVD)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I usually just write whatever's on my mind. Could be anything. Brain-to-hand-to-page.
For Alicia
The ups, the downs
The inside-outs, turnarounds
Smile and frowns
Blue skies and the cold ground
Though, miles away, I'm bound
Your essence attaches itself to me
For even when my soul is free
(Whenever that may be)
My love for you will still grow like a tree
Immeasurable in abundance, like she
Who inspired these words, the love & growth within me
You are the wind through my barley
The blood in my veins and through my body
Your voice is the first thing I want to hear
When I rise. Your eyes, filled with cheer, ...
The inside-outs, turnarounds
Smile and frowns
Blue skies and the cold ground
Though, miles away, I'm bound
Your essence attaches itself to me
For even when my soul is free
(Whenever that may be)
My love for you will still grow like a tree
Immeasurable in abundance, like she
Who inspired these words, the love & growth within me
You are the wind through my barley
The blood in my veins and through my body
Your voice is the first thing I want to hear
When I rise. Your eyes, filled with cheer, ...
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the end is the end
the end is the end
is the end is the end
that's what i tell myself to
stay grounded.
back on earth,
back in reality,
into dust.
doing this while questions
loom
is questionable itself
but i've always been the type
to put up a
wall
before it's needed.
the problem with that
is sometimes
it isn't needed.
and you're stuck
there
alone
beneath a long shadow
with no one and nothing around you.
is the end is the end
that's what i tell myself to
stay grounded.
back on earth,
back in reality,
into dust.
doing this while questions
loom
is questionable itself
but i've always been the type
to put up a
wall
before it's needed.
the problem with that
is sometimes
it isn't needed.
and you're stuck
there
alone
beneath a long shadow
with no one and nothing around you.
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words i couldn't hear
you were looking at me
with that glint in your eye
the glint that caused me to cry
so many times
before
you were saying things
that i couldn't make out
i looked up and looked down
at your broken crown
on the floor
i tried so hard to compose myself
but my knees kept buckling
under the weight of your suffering
i know you were dying
to tell me that
sometimes all i can think of
are the words i couldn't hear
that ring so loud in my ears
after what seems like years
you're so broken ...
with that glint in your eye
the glint that caused me to cry
so many times
before
you were saying things
that i couldn't make out
i looked up and looked down
at your broken crown
on the floor
i tried so hard to compose myself
but my knees kept buckling
under the weight of your suffering
i know you were dying
to tell me that
sometimes all i can think of
are the words i couldn't hear
that ring so loud in my ears
after what seems like years
you're so broken ...
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delicate bones
as an emotionally damaged individual
i'm an expert
at deserting my feelings before the residual
build up of resentment leads to the final
goodbye.
experiencing everything so vividly:
the burning love, the frozen hate, the simmering anger
takes its toll, slowly, before your brain realizes it knows better
but when it does, and you come to your senses
that lovely buzz, with its harrowing twists and bends
wears off and you find yourself at a fork
in your own lonely road
solely stranded at that intricate impasse.
where...
i'm an expert
at deserting my feelings before the residual
build up of resentment leads to the final
goodbye.
experiencing everything so vividly:
the burning love, the frozen hate, the simmering anger
takes its toll, slowly, before your brain realizes it knows better
but when it does, and you come to your senses
that lovely buzz, with its harrowing twists and bends
wears off and you find yourself at a fork
in your own lonely road
solely stranded at that intricate impasse.
where...
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Awaken, My Love
Awaken, my love.
For the trees
against the sky
seem to free
my tired eyes.
Darken, my love.
For the black
contrasts the light
like the latch
to the high-flying kite.
Hasten, my love.
For I only have so much time
before the curtains fall so fast.
You've been more than kind
on the lake on which you cast
those little,
lethal
stones.
For the trees
against the sky
seem to free
my tired eyes.
Darken, my love.
For the black
contrasts the light
like the latch
to the high-flying kite.
Hasten, my love.
For I only have so much time
before the curtains fall so fast.
You've been more than kind
on the lake on which you cast
those little,
lethal
stones.
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The Old Willow Tree
Sitting silently
by the
old willow tree,
I heard a knocking
through the thick,
rustic bark.
My thoughts drifted,
thawing the frigid
quiet in my mind.
For there was naught behind,
nor in front,
of the old willow tree.
"What could it be,"
my mind asked me.
"And from where is it coming from?"
And then, from above,
there was a deep, low hum.
A light flashed, and I was
blind.
by the
old willow tree,
I heard a knocking
through the thick,
rustic bark.
My thoughts drifted,
thawing the frigid
quiet in my mind.
For there was naught behind,
nor in front,
of the old willow tree.
"What could it be,"
my mind asked me.
"And from where is it coming from?"
And then, from above,
there was a deep, low hum.
A light flashed, and I was
blind.
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in the pitch black dark on that old park bench
that day i slipped on a beautiful banana peel
and fell, fuzzy head over worn out heels,
in crazy carnival ride love with you.
i was never as happily confused as the night we met.
i couldn't think through the pounding deja vu in my head.
in my bones, i knew, it was as real as it could get
in the pitch black dark on that old park bench.
and fell, fuzzy head over worn out heels,
in crazy carnival ride love with you.
i was never as happily confused as the night we met.
i couldn't think through the pounding deja vu in my head.
in my bones, i knew, it was as real as it could get
in the pitch black dark on that old park bench.
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i was wrong
i can really see the altar now
draped in black, got me wondering how
i could trip for so long and still stay on my feet
forever ago i could've sworn i was beat
the clouds of ash blocked out the sun and filled up my ears
couldn't see a fucking thing because of all the fucking tears
i made the assumption and i was wrong
thought i was weaker than you all along
but now i'm growing and rising up
kiss me slowly as i sit here and pour up
draped in black, got me wondering how
i could trip for so long and still stay on my feet
forever ago i could've sworn i was beat
the clouds of ash blocked out the sun and filled up my ears
couldn't see a fucking thing because of all the fucking tears
i made the assumption and i was wrong
thought i was weaker than you all along
but now i'm growing and rising up
kiss me slowly as i sit here and pour up
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looking back and falling flat
i remember when things were fresh and new
back when it was only about me & you
we lived our lives without looking back
but we were vulnerable to every single attack
no one understood what we were about
and it was okay cuz we were on our own cloud
keep looking back and fall flat on your face
i grew eyes on the back of my head just for this place
knew someday it would come to this
but before now i never gave a shit
you are the mist, a ghost, and an illusion
the queen of all of my insecure confusion
all i asked was that you take my...
back when it was only about me & you
we lived our lives without looking back
but we were vulnerable to every single attack
no one understood what we were about
and it was okay cuz we were on our own cloud
keep looking back and fall flat on your face
i grew eyes on the back of my head just for this place
knew someday it would come to this
but before now i never gave a shit
you are the mist, a ghost, and an illusion
the queen of all of my insecure confusion
all i asked was that you take my...
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your face is so far
You don't know me like you think you do
Want you to get to see the light shine through
I'm not really as heartless
I'm not really as soulless
As you've been thinking
My words only mean as much as you take them for
So believe me, or don't, just please don't be sore
I begged you to stay that day
And then I threw you away
My life got so shitty
Way beyond a pity
And I've got no one to blame but me
I'm a different man just trying to make you see
I'm gonna keep spilling this to you
Like milk gone sour but maybe it's glue
I'm not...
Want you to get to see the light shine through
I'm not really as heartless
I'm not really as soulless
As you've been thinking
My words only mean as much as you take them for
So believe me, or don't, just please don't be sore
I begged you to stay that day
And then I threw you away
My life got so shitty
Way beyond a pity
And I've got no one to blame but me
I'm a different man just trying to make you see
I'm gonna keep spilling this to you
Like milk gone sour but maybe it's glue
I'm not...
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never get over u
i know im not the type
to go with all the hype
moving against the tide
while everyone tries to hide
i wear my scars on my face
never smile while i keep my pace
i know im 24 and up until now i haven't been much
squandering and wallowing and wasting my days and such
but im working every day on who i want to be
and i fucked it up cuz she loved me for me
i just hope she reads this before i start charging a fee
just way too young to be feeling this way
like i made a deal with the devil and forever i'll pay
a curse and a...
to go with all the hype
moving against the tide
while everyone tries to hide
i wear my scars on my face
never smile while i keep my pace
i know im 24 and up until now i haven't been much
squandering and wallowing and wasting my days and such
but im working every day on who i want to be
and i fucked it up cuz she loved me for me
i just hope she reads this before i start charging a fee
just way too young to be feeling this way
like i made a deal with the devil and forever i'll pay
a curse and a...
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i never stay
she don't love me
she don't hate me
she just feels some type of way
she looks at me
she's been tracking me
but baby, i never stay
texting me while im at work
filling sodas & throwing thumb-game
she'll never know that i've been hurt
she won't suspect that i'm dumb-lame
we make plans to meet on my day off
she says she can't wait to meet
she can't know i'm so fuckin' soft
when we finally see each other on that street
she don't hate me
she just feels some type of way
she looks at me
she's been tracking me
but baby, i never stay
texting me while im at work
filling sodas & throwing thumb-game
she'll never know that i've been hurt
she won't suspect that i'm dumb-lame
we make plans to meet on my day off
she says she can't wait to meet
she can't know i'm so fuckin' soft
when we finally see each other on that street
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