wake up poetry vibe

if

if you love me

love me

if you want for me

don't hate on me

if your soul rejects mine

don't smile in my face

if you can't see the start or finish line

don't look at me by race

if you have to push your smile

to meet what comes natural to me

stop painting the lie

that you want me to see

i am love

simple and true

shame that your heart

will never let me show that to you

charles garner

Seed

Window to soul

to

window to soul

hand to hand

to

bless loves soul

when thought decides to love

and time is still on it's side

Freedom leads the questions

of what's burning inside

Moon to darkness

Half moon be the eye

Follower of the follower

one that follows the spy

dreams bring your thoughts

sun bury the seeds

sun bake the tea<...

Morning

Morning

Please

Please don’t do this to me

Wake me

In this empty bed

Before my alarm clock comes to be

Morning

Please let me go

Back to the night

Don’t wake me – toss and turn me

Before you bring on

Your light

Morning

Please take away these deep thoughts

Give me credit for yesterday

And let my suffering --- walk

Morning <...

Bed too big

Bed too big

House too small

Silence is so loud

That I can hear the bugs crawl

A red door

In a yellow world

Finds me as a tree

Itching for my squirrel

The door knob

Swinging on a rope

Behind it’s door

Houses – my dreams and my hope

A dead raven

With a still – beating heart

Chirps the tempo – to my dance

To my stance – as I default – my start

Run with me if you will

wake up poetry vibe

You never met me

Never seen my kind

You read my words

But don’t know my mind

I read you for pleasure

And comment my truth

I do with effort

What we all are supposed to do

So if you read this

Leave proof that you came

Speak through your avatar

Don’t need your real name

We are on this sight

Because we are poets one in the same

Not because we seek the attention

Poetry is life not a attention game

Start to love and see love follow you

Comment if you feel it

But do something

Before good poets quit

Charles garner aka after vision

love ain't with me

My heart sings truth

I have no desire for you

Because I need to finish

What I’m going through

I need my bed to hold only me

Until my chapters can be closed

I am that concrete

Don’t tell me that you are that rose

I need my time

Can’t take on another’s heart

If I never finished

Is it fair to tell another that I’m free and clear to start

I may be lovable

But can’t give my heart permission to love again

Your Ring

Ladies don’t tell us

What he didn’t do for you

Don’t share so early

The things that we need to do for you

Do tell us that he never took you there

Because by nature we will focus on the sadness that you share

We will bring you the things

That you say that you never had

We’ll become the opposite

Of who made you sad

You will fall in love

With the shell of the man that your sadness built

The man that stands tall

With the aid of yours heart...

Talking to my heart

Thinking to myself

I am compelled to talk to my heart

To flush the past and stand up in today

To keep moving in this new start

First I must separate facts from feelings

What is versus what appears

Say truthful things to my heart

That will unlock my hearts ears

Create a safe environment

So that I can share with myself without fear

Heart meet my feelings, feelings meet my mind

It’s us and honesty alone in here

We must work on me so that I can be better

Let’s build respect, romance and communication

Teach me to make time for my relationship

Teach me to relish the differences between mine and her emotions

Teach me to ask questions and develop compassion

Teach me the value of time, not just my time

Help me to serve the same energ...

sleep

how can you sleep

when my heart is wide awake

when next to you is empty

with me laying there

how can you not see

what is blocking my view

why can't you feel

my love dying for you

morning will find me

stuffing the bags under my eyes

while you dress and leave

bright and early - you swim with the so called wise

why can't pain rain on you

of the world that we no longer share

how can we share the same bed

and neither one of us are there

sleep - i watch and hear you

wishing my heart would let me fake emotions

wishing that i could reverse times

and offer you my devotion

sleep in my awakeness

but know that time is not a friend of ours

maybe then you will run for us

after...

Lower the rope

lower the rope

let me grab and climb

give me the love

that you call - mine

choke this neck

kneed the feeding line

instruct my clock

on the life - of time

sow the fabric

into my soil

be my ice

when i come to a boil

belt the pants

that without you would fall

tone the ring

whenever i am charged to call

lower the rope