HastyWords's Blog, page 46

BUSINESS AS USUAL

The ball will drop

And it will be lit

There will be cheers

There will be suicides

The ball will drop

And it will twinkle

Bringing new hopes

And plenty of fears

The ball will drop

And it will dance

Confetti will fly

Happy new year

Full of fight

Full of giving up

Moving forward

Pushing

Shoving

Climbing

Falling back

Standing still

Crying

Laughing

Screaming

The ball will fall

And it will blink

Before leaving us

To carry on

Tagged: Depression, Heartache, Memories, New Year, Pain, party, POEM, Poet, POETRY, REJOICE, Suicide

WEATHERED

She fought the fight gone

Energy lost to the fading

Slow stepping beats

Like a labored dragging

Only time remains

Erratic in its spinning

And rigidity laces

Around bones bracing

Cover her in sand

And set a fire blazing

Death in a kiln

A tribute worth seeking

Tagged: Age, Aging, Death, life, Old, Pain, POEM, Poet, POETRY, Struggle, weathered

BREATHING ASHES

Anarchy

Steps heavy with

Steel toed boots

Torches replace

Keystrokes

Wooden stakes

Carved into words

Skewering insides

Turning logic

Into a constant

Trickling streams

Of overdosed panic

Invisible blood

Flows thick

Drawing poison

From weak souls

Until the puss

Runs sticky

And thoughts sit

Restless

In puddles

Of old and dried

Scabby wounds

Until remorse

Draws clarity

From our bruised

Purple and blue

Beaten heart

And only then

Will logic settle

Into a steady rhythm

And only then

Will we be able

To turn ashes

Into breath

Tagged: ANARCHY, Anger, ANXIETY, Disorder, Emotion, Fear, Irrational, Pain, Panic, POEM, Poet, POETRY

BIG ETHEL’S VACATION

It has been awhile since I have written a duet with anyone. Thank you Byron Hamel for making this one amazing.

She smiles down

Her warmth unseen

But undeniable

Her wings

Gust softly

Turn the world

She is the artist

Sculptor

Raising mountains

Painter

Coloring the sea

Rejoicing

She descends

To further gift

This beautiful creation

Closer she comes

Closer

Through the barriers

That slow and freeze

Joy fading from her skin

Impossibly

Her heart stops

She is somewhere

Dark

In peril

In a mire of golems

Screaming clay and mud

Chained by false freedoms

She redoubles

Cloaks herself in love

Compassion

Expectations shatter

There is war

Surrounding her

In empty suffering

Meaningless decay

Destruction

Disappointment

Heartache

Sorrow

Pain cracks through

Her skin

It bulges

Bursting as she watches

As we slay our brothers

Prostitute our children

Kill for entertainment

Corrupt everything

Twist truth

Abuse our reasoning

Our gifts dashed

She erupts

Her molten tears

Spilling her hopes into the sea

And she is gone

And she is nothing

And we didn’t even know she came

Tagged: Angels, destructive, Duet, Heaven, Humanity, mankind, POEM, Poetic, Poetic Duet, POETRY

SMALL SKELETONS

 

We sat silent

And content

With eyes

Still full of sleep

Waiting for the bus

The sky was still dark

Like it usually is

Because school

Starts way too early

And we listened

As the wind

Kicked up the leaves

Newly crisp and dead

From Fall’s bully breath

They sounded

Like skeletons

Dancing

On concrete

Sidewalks

And then the bus came

And all the skeletons

Just flew away

Tagged: Daughter, FALL, imagination, MOMENT, morning, parent, Peaceful, relationships, Season, Skeletons

THEN YOU WILL…

Alarm goes off and you get your eyes unglued

It’s time to get your little monsters out of bed

You get them showered, fed, dressed, packed

You walk the dog in fuzzy slippers to the bus

Where you send the kids off with a loving fuss

Get back home where you feed the puppy dog

Take a shower that lasts probably way too long

Where you shave your legs, your pits, and…

You try on two dozen outfits that no longer fit

Depressed you chide yourself for wanting to get lit

But you don’t… so you finally find a pair of pants

And shirt that won’t gap that mostly covers your tits

You blow dry hair noticing more shimmers of grey

Applying makeup so heavy nobody can see your face

Cover your wrinkles trying hard not to leave a trace

Pluck the whiskers that like to hide on your chin

And since you have a few extra minutes to yourself

You sit and you cry because of how fast time flew

Then you grab a granola bar as you fly out the door

Where you will go to work until an hour past four

You will talk to your husband in an email or two

Establish who will chauffeur the kids to and fro

And who will get groceries for the dinner planned

Then when dinner is through and tum tums are full

When homework is done you will all shoot the bull

And then when the clock reads 9:00 you will

Hear the kids whine along with every chime

You will tuck them in, wish them sweet dreams

Then you will ask your husband how was his day

And if you’re lucky he will have something to say

You will say goodnight because he needs his sleep

And you will let the dog out and make some tea

You slip out of your clothes and wash your face

And since you have a few extra minutes to yourself

I sit and cry noticing how often I am alone by myself

Tagged: children, Depression, Family, Husband, Lonely, Marriage, POEM, Poet, POETRY, Wife

MASCULINE FEMINIST

Step through whiskers

Shhhh ever so slowly

Quietly now girls

With painted pink toes

Through the dark night

We sneak

Tippy toe steps

One and one and one

Move gently my sweet

So as not to disturb

The baritone hatred

That sleeps in our path

Under blankets of hate

Swiftly leap over the holes

Filled with condemnation

And misogynist propaganda

Take the reaching hands

Of our masculine allies

The bravest of brothers

Waiting over trenches

Filled with crimson blood

Fighting the onslaught

Of barbed steel tongues

That pierces each of us

Where our bravest

Colleagues unite as one

Where solidarity stands

And where freedom sings

This is where the angels

And the men we love

Guard the walls

To protect the rights

Of the feminine strong

Tagged: Beauty, FEMALE, FEMINISM, FEMINIST, love, male, POEM, Poet, POETRY, protect, Relationship, Respect, solidarity

THIS FINAL HOUR

I hide in the corner

Under cobwebs

As demons swarm

The summer night

I watch them

As they sing off key

A sinister lullaby

And steal fire

From candlelight

And like magic

Other universes

Appear in misty

Shadows dancing

On the lawn

A final party

In this final hour

Has finally begun

 

Tagged: Armageddon, cheerpeppers, Death, Demons, Endings, party, POEM, Poet, POETRY, relationships

ABANDONED ROOM

I wrote this over 2 years ago. Life does continue on. Don’t stay in that old room with old memories for too long. Lot’s of new memories to be made!

Coffins line eroded walls

Like blackened bloody bricks

And webs that spiders spun

Have long ago lost their stick
She is aware she is breathing

She is scared he is leaving
Questions asked, no response

As snowflakes intend to bury

Feelings once warm, ignored

Until covered in their icy flurry
She is aware she is breathing

She is scared he is leaving
Screams full of heartbreak

Are long forgotten songs

Echoing ghostly whispers

A memorial to their wrongs
She is aware she is breathing

She is scared he is leaving
Running so long without hope

Toward an old and broken light

He took the sun away from her

And took the moon out of spite
She is aware she is breathing

She is scared he is leaving
She boards up the windows

And prepares to leave

The old abandoned room

Where for so long she did grieve
Why am I still breathing

I know he’s not returning

Save

Save

Tagged: Derpression, Goodbye, heartbreak, Hurt, Mental Health, Pain, POEM, POETRY, relationships, Worthless

LIQUID PRISMS

Liquid prisms

Caught the light

Falling desperately

Sounding like

Shattering glass

Shards of hope

Splintering on

Checkered floors

Black and white

Copyrights

Stepping on

Red carpets

Unfolding

Flawed

Unraveling

Lazily across

Pressure points

Where mean girls

Wait to draw blood

And where dreams

Drown in the prisms

Of so many tears

Tagged: ANXIETY, Depression, Emotion, Irrational, Mental Illness, POEM, Poet, POETRY, Reality