Pins and Needles

Pins and needles.
Prick and poke me
I am a cushion
Of the full of holes kind
Useful, but disposable.

I lost control of one thing
And regained something instead
A recollection of a memory
That I long thought was dead.

I blurred the lines
And lost the focus
The smell of this ink,
Keeping me totalled.

As the stranger sits and waits
Knowing one day he'll find me.
I sit silently, hiding
Right out here, in the open air.

I grasp my stick
And ready my inspiration
I'm taking this as far
As it needs to be taken.

If I leave it here, you'll be fine
You'll figure out how to blur the lines.
You don't need me waiting in the wings
Sitting here silently.
Waiting for your pins.
And needles, drops of blood
I'll watch as my hands
Drop your heart with a thud.

Lonely Tide (Second Place)

The lonely tide is rising
Chances of flying are slim
The blackness closing in
Behind me comes that terrible din.

You wait until that moment
When you think your words are right
Find them empty, falling
Lonely, useless in the night.

Pictures in my mind
Translate to words on my page
Is it allowable for me
To use this pen to free rage?

There's a hurt, a stab, a sting.
Curious what we allow in...

SunRise. SunSet.

I hope you didn't miss me
If you did, then next time kiss me.
Don't want to be away too long
Don't want time lost and gone

Your smile simply warms your face
Suddenly butterflies start a race
They erupt from my throat
Camouflaged as laughter
Heat in my face
Slowly rising then faster

I feel your smile warm on my face
As your butterflies join in the chase
Once you smile the day is brighter
It's as if the very sun were lighter

I feel weightless, floating through
Finding gentle buoyancy in you
I hope I can help you float too
All that you do, I will return to you

So when I am gone,
Don't miss me too much
Keep with the memories, music and such
You know that I will see you again soon
Maybe this evening you'll brighten the moon. 

Calling It

In a book I write words meaningless.
Rolling along like a limp fish.
Painful. Wandering. Always meandering.
Wondering about far too many things.
So you wandered in, looking on
With a light in your eyes.

I'm calling it. I'm calling it y'all.
Inside me is florescence
A colour so bright
But wasted in mind games
It's never truly alight.

So I'm calling it. Calling it now.
This is not where I'm headed
And you're all about now.
True also neither of us need it
But you're still looking, wondering how,

So there, I called it. 

Jingle Bells

I remember when it used to be just me
Sitting beneath the Christmas tree
The room dark but the lights shining
The phone would ring,
My pulse race, my heart sing
But I don't care for calls no more
It's not you I avoid
It's everyone.

The lies, the stories, the drama queens
I've had so much nonsense
I want my ears to be cleaned.

It's not what I'm doing, nor my opinion
Gossip is where it's at this millennium
I'm tired, yet I barely sleep
I got to bed, and just weep and weep

I want out, I want out now!
I don't care what, when or how!
So painful to wait for the undefined
Time drags on when minutes are mine.

I've had enough of living with all you
Your hurtful words, dirty looks too
Sick of the sleaze and the slime
Sick of you thinking, "If you were mine"

I don't want you, don't want you!
There is none that will do.
I'm sure I'll settle for less as I wear thin
Hopefully before then eternal sleep sets in.

Target

I can't stop now, it's begun
Walk too slow, begin to run!
It's an embrace to warm
A part of my inner desire
Your face downcast, forlorn
But when you gaze this way, FIRE!
It's like you're a target for me
Drawing me in, setting this free
My cross hairs narrow
As I sharpen my arrows
The point will pierce deep parts
We will find heat and hearts
To put all of me into this
Something I just wouldn't miss
So worn, so torn but not lost
I'm giving all, I'm giving most
You need the heat
And the challenge is reached
Up to the highest heights
Too many lefts to know the rights
So I threw myself over the edge
Knowing I needn't finish
Cause you know the rest...

See Sea

It's rushing over me like a wave
Taking hold, taking place
The sand underneath my feet
In dreams sand is more neat
Feel it rolling in like the tide
Your hand in mine side by side
Watch the sun on the horizon
Watch you, your eyes on
Fire, burns lighting the sky
You take the breath out of my
Lungs, are clear with fresh breath
And there's always some left.
Turn your face upwards
As the sand rolls us backwards
In our minds all is possible
And is totally achievable
So here we stand, cold, cold sand
Wet toes, goosebumps rose
I am so glad I know what I know.