
Thinking Of You (Inspired By TThinking Of You (Inspired By Tate)Thinking Of You (Inspired By T by ~chuckiebobphil
By: Charles Phillips
The Polaroid’s line the floor
I've done it again
just thrown them all over the floor
I don't care anymore
I need the memories to come back
let them flood my mind
let them bring back the hurt
as well as the pleasures
of the past,
the future,
and the present
I still rip my way through them
throwing the ones I hate against the wall
throwing them like ninja stars
hoping that the corners will break
and they will bend
some I even force through the shredder
voiding them from my mind completely
Then I find them
the ones that I can’t find myself burning,
shredding,
or even looking

The Maiden and The WaterThe Maiden and The Water by ~chuckiebobphil
The Maiden and The Water
By: Charles Phillips
She spends her days waiting
waiting at the last place she saw him
no matter the weather
she’s always there
hoping that he’ll return
knowing that the sea has stolen him
stolen him for the 2nd time
This time unlike the last
this time no one’s heard back
he always sends word back
She nolonger pays mind to anyone else
always stuck looking
looking at the thing that has stolen from her
stolen her heart
stolen her happiness
stolen her love
The tide brings no news
or smiles
or cheer
it only brings
more days
and time wasted
staring to the sea
waiting tot the chance to see the one thin

What Happens Here, Stays HereWhat Happens Here, Stays Here by ~chuckiebobphil
What Happens Here, Stays Here
By: Charles Phillips
The hangover is coming
that time when you know what you did was good
the best thing from the night before
I can barely walk
let alone stand
I hear the vacuum cleaner in the next room
it sounds like someone walking a bridge made of baby cats
I have a horrible pain in my back
and my knee feels like it’s been shot
I figure I went out dancing
simply because I smell like sweet
and bad cologne
I’m still wearing the clothes from the night before
and I’m sure that I did something stupid
The hangover is here
and it feels well deserved
the welt on my knee lets me know that
that comb

Human Nature.Human Nature.Human Nature. by *KelaLewis-Morin
The dreamers,
The believers
And the ambitious achievers.
Need the realists to stop them from flying too close to the sun.
The realists,
The logical idealists
And the informed defeatists.
Need the dreamers to show them how some struggles can be won.
You see I am beginning to get the gist,
Of how we all unwittingly coexist.
Neither one can ever be dismissed,
As long as the reign of mankind persists.
As one tries, the other watches.
When one flies, the other dislodge