Submissions by JusTim_
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Remember the past, plan for the future, but live for today, because yesterday is gone and tomorrow may never come
Ripples
Tree-tops bend beneath a bottomless sky
winds of change carry along seeds of hope
of a newly planted day
Ripples in the pond multiply with each drop
of what carries us forth away from the same
when one lost their way
Chirps of a winters trip come to an end
eyes glimmer knowing you're not far behind
as the kettle blows
Sending echoes across valleys of the living
where souls go to rest when night are cold
but nobody knows
Seamless the seeds sprout life anew
Reuniting lengthened days ever true
winds of change carry along seeds of hope
of a newly planted day
Ripples in the pond multiply with each drop
of what carries us forth away from the same
when one lost their way
Chirps of a winters trip come to an end
eyes glimmer knowing you're not far behind
as the kettle blows
Sending echoes across valleys of the living
where souls go to rest when night are cold
but nobody knows
Seamless the seeds sprout life anew
Reuniting lengthened days ever true
720 reads
6 Comments
Mount Etna
Orange streaks highlight an eastern Sicilian sky
a fiery display putting added pressure
on an already muddled and ashen mind
seeing the unseen still fearing the fairest dream
Slight breezes push a scent of despair to the front
fading slow where the swirls of yesterday still comfort me
but I worry that you can only see with barren eyes
under a paper umbrella giving broken perceptions
Mount Etna don't you cry out loud for me tonight
hold back your molten seas as life gives way
to thoughts lost on a quick spin through the...
a fiery display putting added pressure
on an already muddled and ashen mind
seeing the unseen still fearing the fairest dream
Slight breezes push a scent of despair to the front
fading slow where the swirls of yesterday still comfort me
but I worry that you can only see with barren eyes
under a paper umbrella giving broken perceptions
Mount Etna don't you cry out loud for me tonight
hold back your molten seas as life gives way
to thoughts lost on a quick spin through the...
638 reads
10 Comments
Grown Love
Knees bent slightly head lowers farther
shivering hopeless I can barely breathe
mind lifting pieces off the pile one at a time
trying to recreate a picture of what once was
A hand softly brushing a shoulder guiding
darkness off into a lighter place
courage calms chilled flows of ice
broken from what's frozen inside
Risen eyes to greet your kind heart
new born bulbs shoot miracles made
where flowers greet the barren brush
and I melt too with the dawn of spring
Held close to the touch of an adoring birth
Grown...
shivering hopeless I can barely breathe
mind lifting pieces off the pile one at a time
trying to recreate a picture of what once was
A hand softly brushing a shoulder guiding
darkness off into a lighter place
courage calms chilled flows of ice
broken from what's frozen inside
Risen eyes to greet your kind heart
new born bulbs shoot miracles made
where flowers greet the barren brush
and I melt too with the dawn of spring
Held close to the touch of an adoring birth
Grown...
649 reads
12 Comments
The Poetess
Words flowing like magic, explode off my page
Taking me on journeys, I didn't seek
My mind is floating, my feelings do race
Her spirit is leading, to heaven I think
Reading but living, each chosen word
Caught up in beauty, emotions I trace
My heart is a flutter, tears sometimes heard
In awe of her verses, her wisdom, her grace
Passion and love, I can feel her heart pound
Sorrow and pain, mistakes made again
Dancing with nature, you twirl me around
Simply you're beautiful, I'm in love with your pen
Spilling of...
Taking me on journeys, I didn't seek
My mind is floating, my feelings do race
Her spirit is leading, to heaven I think
Reading but living, each chosen word
Caught up in beauty, emotions I trace
My heart is a flutter, tears sometimes heard
In awe of her verses, her wisdom, her grace
Passion and love, I can feel her heart pound
Sorrow and pain, mistakes made again
Dancing with nature, you twirl me around
Simply you're beautiful, I'm in love with your pen
Spilling of...
738 reads
20 Comments
Peek In
Sailboats fill the blue as the sun
dips into a chartreuse night
I watch the seabirds guide
them home
On the grass strewn with yesterdays news
I carry my weight along with the pain
disrupting lucid thoughts of me
will this ever be through
Peek in
from under your parasail of perfection
claiming the pains only in my head
as I'm shivering on this concrete bed
Find me again where
broken homes and dreams
stuff a cardboard box
former friends scatter
But it doesn't matter now
like it mattered...
dips into a chartreuse night
I watch the seabirds guide
them home
On the grass strewn with yesterdays news
I carry my weight along with the pain
disrupting lucid thoughts of me
will this ever be through
Peek in
from under your parasail of perfection
claiming the pains only in my head
as I'm shivering on this concrete bed
Find me again where
broken homes and dreams
stuff a cardboard box
former friends scatter
But it doesn't matter now
like it mattered...
566 reads
10 Comments
Another Roll Of Two Ply
Messages scribbled on the bathroom stall
I can't even comprehend it all
The number is fake
And I never met Jake
But that interpretational art has got my attention
I think there's something I forgot to mention
I scribbled my poems in erasable ink
And some one has changed them
To Swahili I think
I believe his words right
So my pen says goodnight
Farewell to all for
Its always the same in
The End
Locked out or locked in
nobody really reads this crap
I can't even comprehend it all
The number is fake
And I never met Jake
But that interpretational art has got my attention
I think there's something I forgot to mention
I scribbled my poems in erasable ink
And some one has changed them
To Swahili I think
I believe his words right
So my pen says goodnight
Farewell to all for
Its always the same in
The End
Locked out or locked in
nobody really reads this crap
629 reads
10 Comments
Leading Me To Sunday
Wasn't written in the scriptures you'd be found
twin bunnies hopping along side with the summer
little Ronny Johnson's sister tagging right along
stolen glances and secret kisses
swinging together on the old tire swing
back before father called you home
That was then before painted memories
hung out on the front porch with lemon tea
refreshments sparkled a quite midnight sky
loving hands held in a most romantic way
warming hearts and projecting missed moments
waiting patiently for my Sunday to come again
twin bunnies hopping along side with the summer
little Ronny Johnson's sister tagging right along
stolen glances and secret kisses
swinging together on the old tire swing
back before father called you home
That was then before painted memories
hung out on the front porch with lemon tea
refreshments sparkled a quite midnight sky
loving hands held in a most romantic way
warming hearts and projecting missed moments
waiting patiently for my Sunday to come again
577 reads
2 Comments
Fields Of Grey
Upon jagged rocks I dwell
the sea crashing to my rear
I look upon the land
rolling hills once vibrant and green
now lay barren
a mist fills the air and fills my eyes
remembering fields of daisies
where we used to run
where the doe and her fawn would rest
and the butterflies
would so merrily play
I gaze out now onto the fields that turned grey
and remember those happier times
when life was so simple
when there was only love in the air
when freedoms were cherished
and man and nature were friends
I sit here in...
the sea crashing to my rear
I look upon the land
rolling hills once vibrant and green
now lay barren
a mist fills the air and fills my eyes
remembering fields of daisies
where we used to run
where the doe and her fawn would rest
and the butterflies
would so merrily play
I gaze out now onto the fields that turned grey
and remember those happier times
when life was so simple
when there was only love in the air
when freedoms were cherished
and man and nature were friends
I sit here in...
809 reads
13 Comments
Everlasting Stars
The ex's take the square and
another moment disappears
as the checkerboard plaid host
attempts a sophomoric joke
my eyes dusty from the 70's
painted on glitter spray
yawn as time won't slip away
into dreams of headstands
and pirouettes catapulting
into an air of floating hearts
released from the jar along with
fireflies under everlasting stars
another moment disappears
as the checkerboard plaid host
attempts a sophomoric joke
my eyes dusty from the 70's
painted on glitter spray
yawn as time won't slip away
into dreams of headstands
and pirouettes catapulting
into an air of floating hearts
released from the jar along with
fireflies under everlasting stars
657 reads
4 Comments
Missteps
Dirty hair and a rag tag shirt with spots of blood
sitting on Cathedral steps spilling out love
smiles greet finely polished Cole-Hann's, Carter's, Valentino's
along with gentle out-stretched strokes to the well-fed
Doe eyes dance in Hanna Anderson at the base of Sunday's best
holding close the moments where every child is blessed
gifts of bread and water waived off politely
not wanting to be the needy but just another part
Hymn's ring loud in an empty soul begging
along with a lost flock fledging to be whole
filled with sounds of...
sitting on Cathedral steps spilling out love
smiles greet finely polished Cole-Hann's, Carter's, Valentino's
along with gentle out-stretched strokes to the well-fed
Doe eyes dance in Hanna Anderson at the base of Sunday's best
holding close the moments where every child is blessed
gifts of bread and water waived off politely
not wanting to be the needy but just another part
Hymn's ring loud in an empty soul begging
along with a lost flock fledging to be whole
filled with sounds of...
642 reads
8 Comments
I Do Not Love You Like The Crescent Moon
I do not love you like the crescent moon
majestically erupting into a star filled night
nor do I love you like the pearl painted swan
gliding effortlessly across a pristine pond
Fear not for I do most certainly love you -
But my love is more like a cool crisp apple
one succulent bite bringing sustenance to life
My love lives in our fresh laundered linens
dried in the comforting winds blowing off the sea
My love is here
My love is now
It is in everything I touch
It is in everything I Do
I may not love...
majestically erupting into a star filled night
nor do I love you like the pearl painted swan
gliding effortlessly across a pristine pond
Fear not for I do most certainly love you -
But my love is more like a cool crisp apple
one succulent bite bringing sustenance to life
My love lives in our fresh laundered linens
dried in the comforting winds blowing off the sea
My love is here
My love is now
It is in everything I touch
It is in everything I Do
I may not love...
1091 reads
22 Comments
Indelible Blue
An indelible blue looking out to you
seducing the pain to wash away
with stolen keyboard strokes
a few extra x's and o's where
decimals move with inapprehension
carrying fantasy dreams offshore
where sandcastles are built with
riches never to be crowned
holding secret keys to happiness
breathless my tomorrows begin
under guise of the salty moon
worries behind,necks entwined
newly discovered swans swoon
seducing the pain to wash away
with stolen keyboard strokes
a few extra x's and o's where
decimals move with inapprehension
carrying fantasy dreams offshore
where sandcastles are built with
riches never to be crowned
holding secret keys to happiness
breathless my tomorrows begin
under guise of the salty moon
worries behind,necks entwined
newly discovered swans swoon
653 reads
6 Comments
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