Tags POEMS
The Same as Yesterday, and Probably TomorrowA Poem by amomentforusI met you today and your birthday is tomorrow. 2 years ago and every day. Time to mourn Memory. And be grateful it slips past. I don’t remember .. |
A Bountiful HarvestA Poem by amomentforusDay stretched shadows over fields plowed in vain,letting weeds run rampant, like laughterslipping out everytimewe remembered the days,in the woods, or.. |
Please NowA Poem by amomentforusAbsence fills my mo(u)rning.Just come back next time, okay? |
A Memory of the FutureA Poem by amomentforusBright days like lucky love orlucky to be in lovewith you. Like the moon,in shadow, I will rest awhile.Days spent by the Seineor in the Sun, how lovel.. |
Change its nameA Poem by amomentforusChange its name.Giving back to the livinga reason. To keep a promiseregardless of the pain.Words we never meant more,then when they were saidin vain |
Stranger, SupermarketA Poem by amomentforusWorn in tattoosAn old man, before you found Youth.Laugh lines like scarsOf better times, in dark bars,and memory persistsa wasted wish,thinking it wil.. |
Ehran (Aaron, but not to me)A Poem by amomentforusMy hair smells like cigarettes, but no worse than your fingers.The mattress on the floor squeaking every time you roll overand pull me closer.I don&rs.. |
THE ART OF BEING THE LAST CHOICEA Book by Rory MarlowThis is a work in progress. For now, it's just a bunch of thoughts, short stories and poems all together and I intend to add a novel. It's completely .. |
THE ART OF BEING THE LAST CHOICE - The Author's No..A Chapter by Rory MarlowAn overview of the mass of thoughts that will be explored in the book, with specifically introspective views. |
MISTY EDEVANE - A Short StoryA Chapter by Rory MarlowThe tale of a girl that lives in a forest and wishes to leave for a world that would accept her and love her and where she could be herself without be.. |
ILLUSIONS - an amateur's poemA Chapter by Rory MarlowWhat is this world without illusions? Stories that fill the blank spaces of our lives that however don't have an end. And end we desperately crave to .. |
THE ICY VEIL - A Personal ExperienceA Chapter by Rory MarlowIt's cold in there...why am I the only one to notice? |
Summer Breeze, A Taste of HomeA Poem by amomentforusSummer, a blinding light Diamonds reflected on the floor.There was never any rhythm to a song spoken out of fair lips,a broken kiss,or an excuse to .. |
A Teardrop GraveA Poem by E.L.HThere is power in salt water, whether from tears or the ocean so great. The love story takes place a short, but descriptive night and morning. It awa.. |
Life Sometimes and Life to SomeA Poem by amomentforusIt was a staircase to heaven. A never ending climb upwards, against gravity, against most odds and without promise of ever reaching the top. It was go.. |
Evidence of the FloodA Poem by amomentforusRings stain the walls, at the height of our tearswe forgave and rememberedthe time. The small hand ticking backwards.Grazing our cheeks, lovingly. Lik.. |
Spring AgainA Poem by amomentforusanother generation lostto a long winter, hopingto see spring again |
Creases and WrinklesA Poem by amomentforusLoving you, a mannerism. 40 years of my hand on your thigh,and I don't think it knows rest anywhere else.The unlooking rubs of your back. Time only pa.. |
Spring, SometimesA Poem by amomentforusTorrents of petalsflow into gutters,it is spring again. |