Small Poems

[SmilingLez]

They bow to the posted update.
Their eyes refuse the truth.
Unafraid, I scream: the bug is real.
The crowd swallows the silence whole.

 

[amitheotherone]

The river

I smiled when I seen her today
Without a word she spoke to me
Wondering just where I have been
Catching up like it was only yesterday
Parting knowing one day we will be one.

 

[amitheotherone]

Faded post it note

Far from written for her
Never the less left to be found
Words he could never speak
Things that would never be.

 

[amitheotherone]

Panning for no’s

Days filled sifting for things to hold
Looking for that precious fine gold
Over and over always end up failing
Day to day all that grows is the tailings.

 

[amitheotherone]

Grasping at straws that fall
Silent but inside the screams call
I wish I had the virtue and hope
As a monk striking a match so content

 

[sister jenny]

wet hair
warm skin
sand between my toes
laughter in the air
the smell of the ocean
i could die here
happy