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The Warning

24 May

– Adam Hague

The forest was calm and I was in peace
when suddenly,
It came like a big shout out,
passing around me like a ghost.
All that pain and sorrow,
all that screaming.
I knew it was something unbearable.
There was only a few times I felt so sure.
And this time I knew,
that it was time to run.

This post was written for

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/05/24/photo-challenge-114/

TLT: Days Of Sorrow

19 May

photo by Kirsty TG

all those letters that I waited from you, not knowing if you come back
those days full of sorrow, when I thought you were dead
but I can’t wait no more, my heart is slowly cracking instead

 

This post was written for TLT challenge. 

Utopia

17 May

Deep wide ocean surounds me
and I breath that fresh air,
deep into my lungs.

This is my personal world,
my private Idaho.
Too small boat you’d think,
but it is the biggest boat,
that I’ve ever bern on.

Birds flying around me.
I am finally free,
this is my Utopia.
This post was written for:

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/05/17/photo-challenge-113/

Longing For Old Days

16 May

found on pinterest

I would give everything 
to rush through those streets again,
not knowing what am I rushing for.

Those times deep in the past,
but not forgotten in my heart.
When we all were young and free,
wishing for one more day like this,
a day which ended with peace.

I long for that lightness,
which does not exist anymore.
Those perfect days are long gone.
And I hear these streets roar…

Foggy Morning

14 May

 
At the end of this foggy path
that’s where I will find you.
At least that is what I hope for.
You left on the foggy morning.
I was watching you walking away,
standing on the front porch,
unable to say a word,
my heart slowly cracking.
Today it is me taking the same foggy path.

Hope is my only companion.
Hope is my strenght and weapon.
Hope is what brought me to this path.
Hope that you are out there somewhere,
waiting for me to take you home.

You left without looking back.
But I never left that porch.
Night and day sitting and waiting
for you to come to me.
On this foggy morning I wait no more.
The mountain is calling my name.

At the end of this foggy path,
thats’s where I find you.
For in my heart I have never let you go.

A Getaway Ticket

12 May

found on pinterest

I run and I run,
not looking behind.
Forever is my new favourite word.
That’s what I am running for.

I know this is what I need to do,
it is just the hardest thing I had to go through.
I chose a life without prejudice and hatred.
And this run is my getaway ticket.

So I run and I run,
till the light warms up my face.

This post was written for https://ionanerissa.wordpress.com/2016/05/11/small-stone-may-11-2016/

Tanka For Sunday Evening: The Gloom

8 May

found on pinterest

Sloaping in the strong wind.
Exhaustion is what I feel.
Solitude is here.
Dark clouds approach my shoulders.
The gloom soaks me up and I am gone.

No Way Back

2 May

found on pinterest

Do you hear the sound of an engine?
It is a rescue boat.
They are coming for us.

But wait a minute,
do we really want to be saved,
or do we want to stay lost?

The longing for solitude is stronger.
Just one more step to the forest
and there is no way back.

The decision is yours…

A Safe House

29 Apr

 

You think I got lost,
that I threw away all I had.
But I just felt this pain,
this feeling of going mad.

One day I found myself on the floor,
crying and screaming,
wanting none of this no more.

Now I am in peace
with you, the world and myself.
I no longer live a lie.
My anger may finally cease.

You think I got lost,
that I am wandering around the woods.
But the truth is
I found my roots.

There in the forest,
behind the foggy air,
stands a house, sublime as a castle.
There I live, feeling no dispair.

FFfTPP: Sky Is My Meadow

28 Apr

I had waited years for this day.
Watching the sky since I was a kid.
Dreaming of flying up there
with all the pilots
and cutting the clouds in half,
sitting in the beautiful,
powerful machine.

This day is all mine.
Today I will be one of them,
of that dreamy pilots,
brave and fearless bird.
I shall never be afraid,
for sky is my meadow,
where I belong.

This post was written for FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER: WEEK #18 – 2016 | It’s All in Finding the Right Words

https://rogershipp.wordpress.com/2016/04/28/flash-fiction-for-the-purposeful-practitioner-week-18-2016/