When's the last time we had one of these going here?

Back a few years ago, I made it a routine to write free verse every morning into the BP poetry thread. There were a lot of other that posted too. Some posted only one or two, other posted several. The thread got super long. It was pretty cool.

Where's all the poets?

I'll start with something I posted here around this time of year back in 2012...

Take away the summer. Don't show your skin.
Hide under hooded sweatshirts and cover up your sin.
Get comfy-cozy in the shame and regret.
Listen to that little voice of hope. It's crying, "You ain't dead yet!"
Baby, open up the window and feel the cool breeze.
Pay attention to that yellow creeping in on the trees.
Try to find the beauty in everything you see.
We are one.
Emerge from nothingness and inhale the mood of the day.
Grasp it into all of your senses.
Exhale and release.
All you've got to do is breathe and you'll be ok.

Your turn...

[Homeira]

This is not my own poem, but I so love your idea, that I had to post this here:

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught in the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision, rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Lyrics of the song Shine on you crazy diamond by Pink Floyd. Not a poem really, but poetic nonetheless.

[LadyShadow]

This is a great idea for a thread! I am going to free write one right now, dedicated to all who suffer from Bipolar like me. Here goes:

Today I will not be your slave.

I will not surrender to your foolish lies.

You have haunted me for a long time and fought me hard, brought me to the brink of despair.

But today, just for today, I will make it through.

You taught to me to let go of time, to just "Be"

Just be "Me"

Now I don't fight you, I walk with you.

Like my addiction with alcohol you are my demon that I carry with me.

Like alcohol I cannot conquer you so I will live with you in peace and harmony.

59 days sober,

4,152 days with bipolar.

I made it.

[vjdragonfly]

They are all so good, wish I could write.

[tanto]

I left home today,
confident in ambition
What a great day, I say
Today I sway my life my way
but a sway is a sway
I am taken away
Obsession may make a stay
Vulgar, and lewd
Stay my eyes today...

Vivacious vixen,
Venus voluptuous,
Occupiers of my soul
Can I let you be?

I am tethered
A dog on a chain
A man, monogamous
A mind, polygamous

Passion and lust harmoniously
6 years of love in peril
Focus is lost now
threatened by urge,
intrusive and obsessive simultaneously

I guess I already knew
when I left home today
confident in ambition
There will never be a way
To live life my way



idk... off the top of my head... I haven't written in years
i'm consumed with lust right now, I'm at the coffee shop my girlfriend of 6 years works
Struggling with hypersexual thoughts and urges

Very cool, guys! Thanks for jumping on in. I haven't written anything new in nearly a year so hopefully doing this will restore my passion for writing. I'm going to resume my old tradition of adding a brand new poem, just writing it off the top of my head every morning, at least until it gets old but for now, I'll post a couple more of my old ones...

One word.
One word.
That's all it took.
Eyes blaze.
A fraction of a second in between.
A burning match to gasoline.
It's fight or flight baby

Blood is racing, warmth is rushing
The room shrinks 'til I can't see you

And as the roars bellow out of me
You're nothing more than a man detached
And I'm stronger than you'll ever be.

I can feel you judging me all over like tiny pin pricks in my spine. I feel a twinge for every sharp second glance from your blazing eyes.
I am deafened, unarmed, unready for your protest and the uphill battle it implies, with lines upon lines of words that sting my pride - if there's still any. I hold onto hope like I'm drawing my last breath and I say...

Don't hide me honey
I'm not your flaw
I'm not your notebook that you can just tuck away.
I'm not your disposable friend stuck in a moment of the day.
Take me honey.
On a trip through your mind to pick your brain that leaves us both enchanted
Take me anywhere but here where the only place that I've been taken is for granted.

My passion is pronounced. With every waking move, I flutter toward the desire to be touched in a way that is more than merely skin-deep.

[Christopher1990]

We were all there for different reasons
Either too high or too low
Some fast some slow
The racing thoughts slowed down behind each cigarette
The laughter, the tears, the rules we had to abide
We Talked freely about the demons inside
Conversing about meeting up on the outside
What happens when two worlds collide?
We knew we would never meet again
Societies misfits
We could care less about fitting in
Never had I met anyone more real
Then the individuals behind each forced meal
Gods rejects?
I'll never be the same
After living with the mentally insane


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[Christopher1990]

Living in the present
living in the past
Wherever I may be living
It doesn't seem to last
When thinking of the past
I distinctly remember the crash
Specific things I did
Eats me up like a rash
Planning for the future
Is useless when it never goes as planned
I see the light
I know it's bright
But, it needs power
And it gets duller every hour


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[Rebound]

I was gone for a while
But I'm back now

I was well for a while
Not so much now

It goes in circles
And I'm back now

[Standup2me]

Walking in shadows and darkness
Wandering
Confused, but not afraid
Calling spirit guardian Owl for a way home
Home
Safe
Quiet
It defines me

[BipolaRNurse]

Bipolar Haiku

White pill, yellow pill
blue and pink capsules as well.
This is my nightcap.

Bipolar shopping,
I went out to buy some milk,
You'll love our new car.

Originally Posted by BipolaRNurse

Bipolar Haiku

White pill, yellow pill
blue and pink capsules as well.
This is my nightcap.

Bipolar shopping,
I went out to buy some milk,
You'll love our new car.

Haha I like this a lot.

[RomanJames2014]

Time is not measured in minutes or days.
But in emotions and hues of blue and red.


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[RomanJames2014]

Pills.
Pills.
Pills.
Capsules that lock me in a cell
Of padded walls.

As I throw them down the well,
I fall in after.

I land on my back and try to get up
But all I can do is lay there stuck.

Wishing it was over.
Wishing it wasn't.
I begin to ponder.
Of things many just can't.

I'm up all night and I go for a walk.
Just me and the night.
The blue hued black sky.
For when I take those stupid pills,
I feel the numbing bite.
From life.

Morning dawns
And I begin to yawn.
Today shall not be easy.

I begin to crash
And I continue to fast.
Coffee enters the room in a rather dashing manner.
And yet like a Phoenix,
I rise from the ashes and clammer
Of my living grave.

I feel empowered.
I feel strong.
I feel like I am that chosen ONE.

Hunger is absent
And so am I.
School is beneath me as I begin to roam the streets of the city.
Happy little tears
I cry

My mind is one with the Trains
That stem.
And for today it is just me and them.
These sky scrapers

And they contain.
All the things my mind must refrain
From accessing.
Roofs to waltz off of.

Music is loud and so are my thoughts.
I feel good as if I am on top.
I am a God with wings that soar and I look down on the city.
All the others on its floor.

Dancing is my true mode of transportation.
A drive that doesn't require a license.
I can do anything until I crash.

I am a sexy Porsche
Radiant euphoria.
I go fast fast fast until I spiral out of control.

I hit 195
I feel the most alive.
Just as I smell the danger.

Like rain or black ice
Swerve
Screech
Crash

My pieces are everywhere
I'm Shattered glass.

I roll out and onto the floor.
Wishing life was no more.

Dreaming of graves and skeletal raves.
I begin to crawl
My legato rumba
Back Into my bed.

The sun turns black.
And I am all just a small linen hill.
Consuming nothing But
Pills
Pills
Pills.

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[HeavyMetalLover]

The Shower

I feel the water flow onto my head.
As I stand under the spicket,
I feel the warmth of the water cleanse my weary soul
as I slather shampoo into my hair.
I’m washing the blackness away;
I smile as the water trickles down my breasts.
My heart keeps time as my emotions flow
out of my body, and soon my tears join the water.
It’s been a hard day.

I rinse the shampoo and slather in conditioner,
and slather soap onto my body.
I think of all the trials of the day just passed;
I wonder if I’ll ever be able to conquer these mood swings.
I try to concentrate on the water, where it is,
How it feels, the temperature, where it’s going.
I smile as my thoughts come back to the moment.
I feel safe coddled by the water,
just like an infant in the womb.

I rinse off, darkness leaving my soul,
And my smile remains on my face.
I am ready;
Ready for a new day, after I sleep.
Sleep, my child, my soul whispers to me;
Rest, for you will need your strength.
The coming day brings challenges
you have yet to overcome.
Rest, for now, there is peace.