Remember…
Poppies in fields
Bullet holes ripped through the world
Each one a screaming mouth
A protest to atrocities
A medal of the brave
The ranks of good people who fought to save
Who stood up to adversity
Bullet cases jettisoned in the heat of war
Now cool and buried under a civilian law
How easy it is to forget
To disrespect
That's why it's important to take a moment
A little time
To remember
Remember the fear
The hurt and the pain
The loss
The ones who gave with nothing to gain
The brave that endured
So that we could thrive and be free
A minutes silence for you and me
Echoes of explosions and gunfire for the ones that served
The quiet that can never be preserved
The silence never quenched when you witness people die
Your friends and colleagues
The good times and the highs
Shot down by treachery and lies
Conflict and denies
Trodden underfoot in demented trenches
Ripped overhead by barbed wire fences
Images of terror projected at your core
How do you quiet the spoils of war?
For the ones that served
One minute silence is the least that they deserve...
© Richard Withey. All rights reserved.
#poem #remeberanceday #remember #1111
Desolation
Three in the morning,
as the shadows toll,
you sit alone -
born from the clouds
but strewn on ground,
sitting on mound
of dissembled lies,
curled and swirled
in fetal crush.
Only you can hear
your heartbeat straining
to be heard above
roar of pounding rain.
Unseen behind white smoke
of somber indifference,
you fight to escape
loveless husk
when you don’t
even love yourself
in the vertigo
of midnight strife.
Erased and defaced
in still silence,
you decide
your own fate.
#Challenge #LetterToGirlWhoSitsAlone
Happiness alive between the Lines
Do you feel the miracle of the moment? ...that you can read these words, prepared for you and those like us, who seek to somehow extend individual experience (timelessly!) by tapping into words (worlds!) that exist at this very moment... writ yesterday, or perhaps centuries ago... Precious thoughts and emotions that moments later will spur new contemplations within your own mind, distinctly different from anyone else's?! Here is the unheralded joy of sharing across a collective consciousness. I am relishing my moment; with thoughts of you, basking in yours :)
Alabaster Breasts
I licked the congealed trail of sweat between her alabaster breasts but couldn’t feel a response coursing through her sensual body. I flicked my tongue in little caresses as I traveled further down the center of her being until I tasted the nectar from her innermost core. Still she did not move. I grazed her inner thighs with my fingertips trying to arouse her.
I moved upward toward the lovely silken skin of her face and kissed her full mouth and pressed my tongue inside, devouring her very essence. She did not kiss back. I raised my head and notice that the sweat between her mounded bosom was no longer trickling downward and was tinged with little pink flecks. I tasted the moisture there, finding it to be salty, almost metallic, with traces of copper or iron.
Then I remembered! I was so angry and completely out of my mind when she told me she was leaving me. Flashes of red had obliterated my vision, as I thrust my knife over and over again into her soft throat. I couldn’t stop! I couldn’t ever be without her and I couldn’t share her with another man. She must be mine forever! I stabbed her until she ceased breathing. And I realized that I no longer had existence either. My heart and soul were gone. What had I done?
#fiction #murder #horror #RedFlashes #erotica
things i learnt too late
i. tomorrow is never promised
so don't leave anything unsaid
ii. tell your friends i love you
every day
because who knows if you're the only one in their lives
that is willing to say that
iii. and goddammit everyone deserves to love
and be loved
at least once in their lifetime
#justrandomthoughtsforgivemeitsbad #poetry
Fire is Gaining on You
So you are what you
At one time
Had argued so
Ruthlessly against????!!!!!!!????????????!!!!!!!???????
Someone new
Now holds the cards,
And stacks the faces
Flat, and blind
From a world that
Screams, and smokes
In her maddening
Decline.
...Come out and say
What you've become!...
Don't stick a finger
Or a thumb
So pitilessly into the
Air!...
There is a source
That you sustain,
And feed without a
Fleeting thought...
...When once the
Very process vexed you
And wrought you
With an untold gloom...
Who is this Mistress
That you've groomed
To drag you on
A wayward journey?...
...It's sure as shit
That she's returning
From a place of
Sacrifice!...
...And now your life
Is on the line,
And every rock
Is jutting out...
Please take my spot
Tonight!...
...I'm caring quite this
Heavy load...
You drove 100 mph,
And left me stranded
By your road...
©
2017
Bunny Villaire
Abandoned Life
Rippling tide tickled in
Foaming cream embellished
frothing the creature
embraced within
curiosity piloted me
toward sodden shape
kissed by eddies
bathed by ocean tears
dusted with cinnamon sand
bedecked by sea creatures
flecks of sea worn shells
I extended my hand
to brush off the grains
recoiled in horror
threw caution to wind
excised the seaweed
sheltering her nose
pale lifeless eyes
resigned to fate
abandoning life
fearing its pursuit
too titanic to swim
through her misery
tide flowed out
taking the flotsam
the dregs of her life
leaving no traces.
I wondered with pain
if she had drowned
but my pith
sank with certainty
suicide with the tide.
#suicide #SoddenShape #Challenge #StrongPoem
