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Sunflower

You remind me of the sun
You illuminate and sheen
You warm my heart
You delight me
So incredibly
in such way that
I'm blinded by you
But i can't desist looking
Im a sunflower
The sun is the reason
Why i kept my body and soul together
But the sun
Paid no attention
To a trivial thing like me

Novel approach to madness

Buckshot scattershot
shellshocked astronaut
Jason and the Argonauts
and Ulysses’ odyssey out to sea

Kill maim hop the freight
seventeen pieces of eight
walrus said time to fly
pirates on the wire scream alibis

It’s an uptight fright night
turn out the overhead lights
tears gone ducts dry
leave this senseless battle far behind

Twas ever thus or are we nuts
cobwebs grow matter molts
physical mental emotional breakdown
major league proportions no relief in sight

Chubby

There was a gnome
who had a home
deep within the earth
and once a year
he would appear
to spread a little mirth.
His body stout
without a doubt
you could say
that he was chubby,
but the jokes he told
robust and bold
would expand
your under bellies
and when this gnome
had finished
he'd jump back in the hole
to come around the next year
to tell another joke!

Romance

Romance
Seeking someone
Expressing emotion
Feeling excitement face to face
Intrigue

A New Day

I open the door
and the morning air arrives
causing me to inhale
as the sun clears the woods.

A few steps onto the deck
and squirrels start to bark at me
I shrug my shoulders and my neck
in the shadow of a tree.

Deer appears from somewhere
then stops and stares at me
then drops its head without a care.
then turns and walks almost carelessly.

a few doves rocket by
dodging limbs without effort
then disappear in the sky
the deer for some reason gives a snort.

Hands

i wish i had more hands
so that i could hold yours with two of mine
a third tangled in your soft curls,
rubbing the small of your back with another.

i wish i had more words
to describe the way you make me feel:
like a giddy little girl, blissfully unafraid,
singing along in the shower to a colbie caillat song.

i wish i had two sinks
so we could brush our teeth side by side
laugh at the foam around our mouths
and watch your shoulder brush against mine in the mirror.

Three Little Words

Those three little words are stuck in the back of my throat.
I know it’s soon, but I feel it.
And I think you do too.
I feel dizzy, I feel sick.
I see visions of us riding off into the sunset
Like every cheesy romcom that I’ve made you watch.
I know I cannot say those three little words,
So instead I will hold you, kiss you, protect you.
I’ll tell you I am yours and you are mine
And it will be enough
Until I can say those three little words.

Ginger Sleeps

Light floods
Locks waist length
She walks
Stepping sure
So pure

Sleep into dream
Unknown worlds
Visions
Gardens
Gate

Unconsciousness
Pull
Tosses
Stay
Stops

Looking
Fear
Falls
Warmth
Wakes

Thinks
Dying

WANT MY NEIGHBORHOOD BACK

My neighborhood is not a day, a week
or even a year, wherein I may seek.
It is life, the turns my world has taken,
pain in all the things we have forsaken.

I remember those times, keys left inside,
the car running while you go for a small buy;
or how my mother did not lock the door
when she went quickly for bread at the store.

Or how I could walk in the still of night
My heart being restful, not knowing of fright.
And old men would say, “ My word is my bond”
thought not all true, the idea was around.

In My Blood

Another rejection
Another hope lost
Makes you wonder
If it's worth the cost

A long, long wait
And still no word
Just me sitting
In my beat up Ford

And then it's there
A new, fiery hope
But then it's crushed
And makes me choke

I want to give up
I want to call it quits
I want to stop trying
More than I'll admit

But I know I won't
I'll just keep fighting
Because if I go down
I'll go down trying

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