Not So Hard

I don’t need you
To be soft
Just strong enough
To tell me
I make you weak
To know
There is courage
In exposing fears
And trust
I can love you
Like that

 

© 1-24-2012 L. Ashwood

Men Do Cry

Real men
Have the strength to be weak
To break down and weep
To honestly feel
Without fear
Of a tear

Chisel Away

Chisel away

Take from me

All the excess

Jettison

As from a speeding ship

That which is holding me back

Floating

Floating on the surface

Afraid to penetrate

That outer layer

And get deep down

in the the nitty gritty of it all

idiot tings <- ure title :)

Cooties <- my title :)

I hate how you make me smile
When I’m mad at you
How you make me laugh
When I want to scream
And how you can change my mood
So easily

Love Spell

Some smells

bring back memories

as vivid as bright paint graffiti

newly shaken and sprayed

from a bottle

or can

I’ll take your word for it

and he said:

i had his heart,

but that he didn’t deserve me,

that he wasn’t worthy

of the honour

of my hand.

and because he claims honesty,

and i honour truth,

i had no choice

but to believe him.

(c) 2010 L. Ashwood

In the Unsaid

The entire message

Lies

In the words unsaid

You wonder what it meant