Submissions by mattyp

I wish I was a
Smoker
To inhale and exhale
Acrid fire
I just want to smoke
So I can quit

A committed comrade
Indignant
Told me I can’t call it
“quitting”
Unless it involves
A struggle

But he doesn’t understand
The difficulty
In sticking to a habit that
Slowly
Tars my lungs and makes my coat
Smell bad

The Samurai once said,
if you lose your honor you'll end up dead.
But there he sat, still alive.

He walks through the village
over sharp pebbles only,
while his comrades are off to battle.

His blade without an edge'
the code that once ran his life
caused his strife to walk away.

Bushido is broken, his honor gone
shamed is his family
who dares not speak to him.

Alone walks the fallen hero
yearning to scrounge up the pieces;
to start a new life.

His chance at redemption
in his battered sword lies,
he...

Sunrise in my mind

New ideas fly by fly by

Wings of thought aloft

Swinging there from the tree,

in the Sunday afternoon breeze,

careless as the birds and the bees,

a cloud floating through the skies.

Thats where they found him

a sparkle in his eyes.

Looking back on it today

how they found my idol dead,

was there something i could do?

What could i have said?

To alter the past and change his mind;

I need to go back in time!

When they told me the news I was twelve years old,

pure as a rose petal.

How did this unfold?

I looked...