sunrise

a beautiful sunrise

is healing for the soul

Heartbreak fades

Burdens disappear

Tension releases

Serenity

so close, yet so far away

3rd guest writer! Written by @runaway_tweets.

our friend the mountain

so close, yet so far away

in her shade we grow

your words level me

so close, yet so far away

funny thing, choices

Opportunity arises when least expected

My second guest writer! woohoo!! This one was written by my twitter buddy, @jgquinton. The poem I wrote with his suggestion can be found here.

High Art

When will you become the one
Who turns night into day
A soft spot in a song
That rings true to the bitter end
Hopeful and mindful
The past is full of memories
Dragged around for miles
An ending on its own
Words too deep to matter
Deemed high art by those who care
Luscious greens and spoken words
Tossed around the air
Yet again this unfolding of feelings
Strips me down to a shell
Words often too predictable
With rhymes killing the meaning
And here I am blaming you
The tragedy of expectation
Opportunity arises when least expected
I’m not the one to share.

'blood stains reminds me of happier days'

For those of you following my beloved #poetryproject on twitter(you can follow me here.) I decided to switch it up a bit, and send those interested in participating the line and have guest writers on here! I'm very excited!! I have a VERY busy weekend so I promise to do some writing when the weekend is over, and I have time to breathe.

My first guest is my friend, @CR4CK5T4R. You can read the poem I wrote with his suggestion here. I've very excited to have his creative work on my blog! Enjoy!

I am laying naked on the floor staring at the ceiling

The needle still in my arm does not numb the feeling

To have loved and lost, To have paid the cost

Now my own death is uncomfortably appealing

She was my only real connection with humanity

In my own pathetic isolated community

She held open the door, In truth she was a whore

She couldn't live without some form of immunity

I am not one who lives a life I would regret

For this reason I can never let myself forget

It will never last, They said 'cause of her past

She had sex with men for money when we met

After we had declared until death do us part

We received the news that broke her heart

The doctor news to give, The test was positive

And her short path to the grave was at it's start

Human immunodeficiency virus is the medical term

She couldn't live waiting to be killed by a germ

With my hunting knife, in the hand of my wife

She slit her wrist on this floor where blood stains confirm

If she was still here she would be giving me shit I'd bet

She would say, "Why haven't you cleaned the floor yet?"

I would try to explain, my reason incredibly mundane

I need these stains on the floor so I don't forget

I am standing now near a window and feel sun rays

Directly on my chest and my spirits finally raise

All that is left of the whore, Is the stains on the floor

That's why blood stains remind me of happier days

a cat's purr is the sweetest sound

Suggested by @mommysparrow. You can follow her here.

A long day has been had

Mouths fed

Clothes cleaned

Work done

Dishes washed

The countdown to bed is inevitable

on days like this

This person needed this

and that

And this person wasn't happy

This one wants to visit

and this one needs a favor

and you want some silent

so coffee fills the void instead

There is weight to be lost

and muscles to be toned

and children to potty train

Counting down to bedtime goes from inevitable

to a desperate need

and when you finally get there,

a cat's purr is the sweetest sound

It means you survived yet another

square on the calendar

Victory

and I say to myself - life is good

Suggested by @sharmstro. You can follow her here.

Feeling broken again

Don't understand why I end up here so often

Life was finally supposed to be calm

be secure

be safe

be full of love

And now I'm seeing visions of trainwrecks

and sad soul-less beings

bloody corpses looking for their remains

And then I think of the two beautiful people

sleeping silently in their room

Dirty faces, and never ending mischief

Smiles big enough to light a coal mine

It's these two gorgeous children I live for

They save me.

When my world is dark and lonely and scary

They save me.

So I wipe my tears away

and I say to myself-life is good.

Because of them, life is good.

Freedom beckons-without the humble constraints of ordinary life

Suggested by @radlady. She is also a writer and someone who inspires me. You can follow her here.

Freedom beckons without the humble constraints of ordinary life

Pressure against strife

Love attracts without the restrictions of mistrust

Intense lust

Victory is achieved without the fear of failure

With determination we quiver

Happiness is complete without a trace of negativity

even when positive acts happen rarely

"The self-proclaimed righteous go about the business of making shadows where once there was light."

Suggested by @SassyNancy. You can follow her here. This one made me think. It was tricky. Thanks for the suggestion!! I appreciate it!

Angelic rhythm brings the stars to twinkle

Whimsical beings encourage the clouds to dance

I am lost in a trance

This silence is peaceful, yet lonely

Journeys like this are to be treasured

Mysteries measured

The self proclaimed righteous go about their business,

Making shadows where there once was light

Legendary might

This is not the time to be superstitious

Times like these are spiritual

As if your heart is in the shape of a jewel

I would encourage staying here forever

Overhead the skies open up with heavenly rain

I feel no pain

Once upon a time I had the best sandwich ever

Suggested by @meredithblumoff. You can follow her here.

Once upon a time

I had the best sandwich ever

It was made with yummy stuff

for which I am clever

Chocolate and cherries

and cream cheese galore

So many calories

I'll sink through the floor

And I don't care about

getting fat

Skinny bitches of the world

Take that!

The revolution is over but it was only in my head

Suggested by my friend, @CR4Ck5T4R. you can follow him here. (I should add that he is doubtful that I'll be able to do this. I'll show him =P)

Take my hand, they're coming

Let's hide in the darkness

They want our power

They want supremacy

I can't see you

Dizzy with horror

Let's go as far as we can

Don't look back

The zombies are coming

I see them,

Closing in on us, I'm terrified

Nausea caused from a whirlwind of light

Run! They're coming!!!

They're going to get us!!

Pain engulfs me

My head is exploding

I open my eyes to see nothing but white

A padded room now surrounds me

A sigh of relief

The revolution is over but it was only in my head

I'm safe

I wish I said something

For those on Twitter, I am doing a #poetryproject. You can follow me here. If you msg me a line, I will write a poem with it. Here is the first! From my twitter buddy @jgquinton. You can follow him here! Here it goes!!

Beating herself up again

What a coward she is

Eye rolling seems appropriate

'I wish I said something'

Instead, fear won over

and she hid in the corner

Unseen

Letting the one who loves her walk away

without a moment of recognition

Scared to feel loved

as she only knows hurt

'I wish I said something'

Deciding to step forward

to find the one who loves her

Will it be too late?

attempt

This is my attempt at happiness

My attempt at sparkly, sweet euphoria

Where the light shines in bright,

and the water tastes like rainbows

Where disappointment and sadness are void

and hurtful thoughts are left outside

The only feeling surrounding you is love

You take a deep sigh and relax,

This feels good.

The kind of good you want to bottle up,

put it in the freezer so it lasts forever