Into the ocean we go
Oars smash into the water, flesh propelling wood. The waves crash over the bow as the first mate whispers sternly, “row men, row Row as if your very life depended on it, for it truly does. Fear not our bounty for he is merely a beast and we are men.” Twas we men who shaped the gifts of the forest and ventured out to conquer the sea. Tis we men who shall slay this mighty creature and be victorious...
Frankie knows best
A generation without a voice Blinded and robbed of our freedom of choice Desperate cries fall on deaf ears Screaming our frustration but no one hears Ive lost my soul We lost our choice Lost our souls We’ve lost our voice They invade our life They read our thoughts Make a stand Forget me not The choice is yours They steal it away Assert your voice Every day
I always knew it would be you
Lost in a fog of mixed emotions Where have I gone am I drowning in devotion? I feel like Ive been swimming and swimming, trying to cross an ocean Do I really think I can make it or am I just going through the motions? Im screaming and crying to break through all the commotion Am I silenced by apathy? Where did you get that notion? I am who I am and that is all I can be I’ll do what I...
When I start this kickstarter project in the next few weeks Do you plan on donating? Anything more than a few dollars will get you something pretty awesome. If you don’t know what kickstarter is, you basically offer rewards to people who donate to you in order for you to fund your creative project My project will be the publication and distribution of my novel The Homeless Romantic. Awards...
A box beneath the bed
Your pictures haunt me in my sleep star struck eyes searing a hole through to the back of my brain White hot and scorching leaving my thoughts boiling If only it were you in this bed with me Instead I hold her while thinking of you I can’t smell your hair with hers in my face I can’t taste your flesh when she is in my mouth And I can’t hear your breath with her in my arms I never...
Baby you're like a rocketship
I could strap myself to you and take a trip to mars Baby you’re like a knock out punch every time you hit me I see stars.
Hot lights and long nights Part THREE
And now you shall meet James, lover of Bethany and terror of the east side for the past seven years. James has been attempting to work his way to the top of the underworld, ever since his seventeenth birthday when he’d decided school was not for him. His ruthless aggression and total lack of compassion for human life had earned him respect on the streets, but had yet to earn him respect from his...
"Girls want guys to be themselves"
This is a lie, unless you’re a cocky asshole with a brash and outgoing attitude. If you’re shy and sensitive if you keep to yourself and keep quiet You will largely be ignored by women or you will make lots of female friends You will be the guy they confide in, the guy they share secrets with the guy they share blankets with sitting on the couch while they tell you all about...
There are just too many of you to pay attention to
I don’t have the time to read all that you write I wish that I could give you the attention you deserve but it would mean neglecting my real life and unlike so many of you If I am to take your writing for truth I have something all of you seek I see so many posts longing for lovers dreaming of a home You write of broken hearts You write of broken dreams You write with such truth ...
All of my Ex Girlfriends
Really traded down. I am somewhat of an ass, ok that isnt true, Im a total ass. I drink too much, I stay out too long, I dont return phone calls, Im prone to falling off the face of the earth for days and days at a time(drug binge) I even sometimes kiss other girls. However, I am very good looking, Im amazing in bed, Im smart and sensitive, romantic and creative. Ive been called a master...
You'd cut off your own nose just to spite your...
Lost is what I’d call it To be found is what you need Soon you must discover Just who you want to be You can’t be happy with someone else until you’re happy alone So go if you must I’ll be waiting at home Take as long as you must Do whatever you need to do And when you’re finished I’ll be right here waiting for you I know that you need this Just...
Hot lights and long nights Part TWO
She had been playing the man for weeks now, ever since he’d approached her at the bar. She could tell right away he had money and a lot of it. The cut of his suit, the cufflinks on his wrists, even the scotch he drank was top shelf. As time went on she’d begun to see just how right she was. He was the mark theyd been looking for, this was the score of a lifetime. They’d been scrapping by...
Last chance for romance
Dear world, is this thing on? Is anyone listening? When is the last time you did something that meant anything? Well this is your chance The armies are gathering in the east and in the west Here in the middle we must make our stand Join us now and fight for all those you wish to save Now is the time to make an impact We seek lovers and leaders Heroes and Kings Warriors and Barbarians ...
If I am to be raptured
Enter the gates of paradise and feast on the bounty of the lord. All men are welcome here, leave your sins at the door. Come and hear tales of trials and tribulations. All the treasures of the universe await you All the knowledge of man and God. A hunger that was once so great A soul that was once so empty Ravenous and cavernous I thirst for fulfillment
Hot lights and long nights Part ONE
He ordered her another drink, making sure to tip generously and obviously. He was sure that he’d impressed her over the last few weeks, both with his wit and his fortune. He made sure to drop hints of his wealth into the conversation at every possible opportunity, mentioning his summer house in the Hamptons, his lodge in the wilderness of northern Maine. He told her stories of his jet set...
Sometimes I see a girl on the street
And I think to myself Why isnt she making someone a sandwich right now. But then I smile because I realize She is probably just on her way to the grocery store.
Thanks for going out of business Borders
You can write a novel-James Smith The Indie Author Guide-April Hamilton Eats, shoots & Leaves, the zero tolerance approach to punctuation-Lynne Truss On writing well-William Zinsser Last Words-George Carlin The Best American Science and Nature Writing 2004 The Best American Sports Writing 2006 World History 50 key milestones you really need to know-Ian Crofton The Art of War-Sun...
Going to see Buckcherry tonight
Nah, just joking. I’m not a total fucking douchebag.
I quit smoking
Breathe in my dear taste the world on your tongue She provides for us and asks so little Sit with me now and listen to the trees They make not speak out language but theirs is one not so hard to understand Surrounded are we now by our own creations and how could we hope to rival the original Leave it behind and come with me More than ever we need these places For when you seek the...
If I win your heart
Will you empty your purse? I’ve grown out of groupies I don’t need to get some ass I am in this strictly for the cash. If you like me its time to love me And baby you dont need you just want me I have nothing to offer you but pleasure You decide what that is worth.
This is a wake up call
But Im not sure I will The lines have blurred and swirled and my thoughts are joining them I just keep typing assuming I will be saved But maybe all this time What Ive been missing is faith And will you answer me now? When I scream my loudest Or have you moved on Am I baby Am I a lost cause Do I fit that tired cliche Do I become one of the forgotten Will my words live on To...
You are all I think about. Think about me too.
You are the song I always sing You are the one I aim to please You are the only one I want You are the only thing I need You are the dream inside my head You are the warmth I crave in bed You are every line I write You are every word Ive said You are every scene I see You are the love I hope to be You are the air I wish to breath You are everything to me
You can steal my words
and speak them to your lovers for what is poetry worth if not used by those in love Sing my verses as if they were your own And I will never say a word If she falls for you My work is done
Days like today make me question His plan
I found a robotic cat on the side of the road. It was nearly brand new. This robotic cat could have brought so much joy to some poor child but instead it was put in the hands of some spoiled brat who just tossed it out on the side of the road. If God loves us so much why do bad people prosper so greatly? When I see His words being used by televangelist’s to take advantage of feeble minded...
Faith and Humanity
The lord my Saviour, oh great omnipotent creator. You who gave life to all those I despise. My love for you knows no bounds Yet it was you who cast me underground. Can you not see the irony? Can you not see the hypocrisy? We who worship you with our whole being Cast aside for a race who’s existence is so fleeting. The rage I feel towards these insignificant little pests overtook my...
The Prince of Party Tips
These are not rules that can be followed by just any random dude or lady. These are guidelines for pushing your partying as extreme as it can get with out dying or going bankrupt. Rule #1:Try to limit time spent alone. Constant time spent partying alone leads to major addictions, bankruptcy, and finally death. Try and surround yourself with as many rad dudes and awesome ladies as possible at all...
No, Im just that fucking great. I was born to lead and bred to achieve I strive to thrive and I make you feel alive. Ive got the skill to thrill and looks that kill Im all you’ve ever wanted Im the king of the hill. Old school or new school its really one in the same Im the leader of the pack Im the name of the game. Step up to a stand out stand aside if you’ve gotta doubt Stand back...
Bigfoot, protector of the world
Oh Cryptid Creature Protecting the earth from us Hide yourself from death
Dane Cook is the nickleback of Comedy
This is the last time I will address this
Because I am annoyed with the messages about it. I won’t respond to anymore anonymous messages about TheVagabondKing and I. I do not dislike Dennis, not at all. I dislike his writing, so I do not follow him. That seems to be a hard concept for some of you to grasp If you dislike someone just don’t read what they write, it will give you more time for things you do enjoy. I am...
Anonymous asked: You're 100% right about Dennis. He is the poster boy for everything that is wrong with the tumblr writing community. Plus he's a nasty fuck. You're a cocky bastard, but at least you're talented. :)
The Dejected Life of a Chicken Dipper.
thewritersaddress: @Justinpoole, I tried! I found this.. pretty difficult :/ Breaded and greasy Exploited by the colonel I did not sign up for this life. Stupid blonde, makes us swim laps in a pool of boiling yellow slime. Before we’re manhandled dried and caged into a prison of darkness. Oppressed, and marginalised we have no voice I’m surprised I’ve survived this long. They take the little ones...
HORRORS OF THE ABYSS
First off, forget everything you know. Its all wrong, you’ve been lied to. All those stories of things that go bump in the night, the make believe monsters, the tales to keep children on their best behavior. You’d be shocked to find out how many are based on fact. There is just one problem, the real beasts who haunt the shadows care not if you are a good girl or boy, brushing your teeth and...
What is it that thou would have me do? Shall I cast away all fear and doubt? Forget all other idols and trust in thy message? What dost thou possess that others lack? Could thee assure total enlightenment, deliver pure bliss? Would thee promise eternal salvation? I am no fool.
A Myspace blog from 2009
I had a dream about you last night. I dream about you almost every night. I cant remember all of, just a few random strange incidents. We were living together, but in an apartment type building, we had separate rooms. Chris and Greg lived there as well. The dream seemed to take part over several days, each night I would lay down on the couch so that Id wake up when you came home. One night you...
I awoke to the smell of bacon
I walked into the kitchen to see her standing at the stove She wore nothing but an over sized T shirt she had pulled from my dresser I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing the side of her neck just below her ear. She moaned a bit and pressed herself against me I felt my cock spring to life I grabbed her roughly by the wrist and spun her around to face me I...
How can I feel this lonely
The orphanage sits atop a hill, overlooking hundreds of unmarked graves. At night you can hear the children cry. Unloved in life, forgotten in death. Such is the life of the abandoned child. No mommies kisses, no daddies smiles, just grief and heartache and a yearning to belong
I am fluent in bullshit
I can speak circles around your boundaries, manipulate my way into your mind. My words are cold and calculated, I know just what buttons to push. Im infuriating, alluring, alarming and enrapturing. Im intimidating, comforting, charming and entrancing. You hate that you love me and you love to hate me. I am impossible to ignore. Once I move entirely past the limitations of my already...
Today is the greatest day of your life
Scott Stevens awoke at nine am on the fourteenth of July, it was his twenty ninth birthday. His wife, Dora and twin daughters, Elise and Elena, age four, surprised him with breakfast in bed. He ate his favorite morning meal, a Denver omelette, a sliced orange, buttered toast, slightly burnt and a glass of orange juice. His daughters made his heart melt with their handmade cards and gifts....
I can not deal with groups of people
Or social interaction with strangers or people I hardly know I am a concert promoter, tour manager, band manager and front man for a few bands So this poses a problem So I take a few drinks before I go out Just a few Enough to make me relax I have been told this is a big sign of alcoholism Drinking to feel normal Or to deal with social situations But it helps me get through When Ive...
I do not believe in your God
I do believe in a god, but not a god that you can give a name to. I do not adhere to one particular religion but I would call myself spiritual. When I pray I do not pray to God, Jesus, Allah or Krishna. I pray to the world around me. I feel most at peace when surrounded by the beauty of the earth. Some of my most lucid moments have come surrounded by trees that reach so high you’d...
Goodbye Robert Varga
A young man whom I always admired Who let his honesty and true self shine through in each post Whom I from a distance enjoyed and then after getting to know him adored I am sure he will turn up again To entertain us all But until then I will miss him With a part of me not so small I will miss his quirky sense of humor lighting up my dash from time to time I will miss the clever way ...
People are watching the VMA's
Why? MTV stopped being relevant over ten years ago. Do they even play music videos anymore? It seems weird for a station which broadcasts mostly pure garbage like Jersey Shore and Teen Mom to have any sort of music related awards show. FUCK MTV and fuck everyone who cares about any of those people. Every person winning an award on that show tonight is an overrated piece of garbage. MTV...
The other day I was trying to describe Call of the...
And they said “I don’t know it seems like a dumb concept, it would have to be written extraordinarily well for me to enjoy it” I replied Well yeah its Jack London you fucking idiot.
Her hair aflame, colors of red and gold ignites the passion deep within my soul Her eyes of wisdom shine so bright reminds of childhood and all things right Her laughter so pure, entrancing my heart My only sorrow is when we part Her smile intoxicates in ways drinks can not I inhale the sight of her to make pain stop The only drug I’ll ever need to keep my head above The only drug I...
Unfailable love age old lie in present day false forever more
You walk past the homeless people every day
on your way to feed the ducks at the park
This is a poem about love
The thunderous clatter of steel on steel drowns out every sound but one, the screams of men as they are drained of their life force. The once green grass has been stained brown with blood, the river at the edge of the field runs red. The desire for power and influence drives men to concoct devious plots meant to destroy and enslave. The wealthy wish to be wealthier and will sacrifice any life...
Trying to resist the urge
I am constantly trying to resist the urge to correct peoples spelling. I just dont understand why it is so difficult for people to spell simple words. You should know how to spell but does your internet browser not have automatic spell check anyway? Are you really still using internet explorer? I bet that is what it is Stupid people use internet explorer. Stupid people and old people. But...
Oh dear fucking jesus
Can we please stop featuring all of these “Dear Tumblr” “Attention Poetry Community” letters? Everything has been said and said and said again There really is no point to continue on with this ridiculous nonsense If you want people to stop writing about all this trivial bullshit stop featuring every damn one of them. I wish I could just erase yesterday from the...