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Rood Bennett

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Belgium
Belgium
Mijn liefde, mijn leven is woorden en familie. Twitter: @MandiBen IG: roodbennett My life is words.
October 6, 2019
 

Under the same sky
it is you and I,
always wanted
just to touch.
Black en gold
haloed around
the fantasy had
to go underground.
reality is life,
there is no obstruction
all before, it was play
it was conceived
now only bereaved.
Before it was distance
that took away persistence.
In these days it seems
a joke you do see,
more along the lines
of pathetic apathy.
I promise I do not
need an ounce of
your sympathy.
Strangers we were,
and once again we are.
Forgetting the dangers,
to heart and soul.

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WORD ART
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August 17, 2019
 

Am I not more than just a face?
My mind wanders to much,
trying to understand a disgrace!
I am more than just skin deep,
judgements are made by a peep.
If you take the time to know my mind,
automatically maligned you would not!
This is no longer the meat market,
the times of purveyors is obsolete.
I am more than this skin I wear,
underneath all are bare in soul,
man should speak and extol of underneath.

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LET'S FALL IN LOVE
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August 7, 2019
 

#SS from Drew

Every moment of every day, the more I know and feel...the deeper this well of emotion overcomes me and threatens to overwhelm. I ache for that moment when two rapidly beating hearts beat as one and a simple slip of skin could send me into a spin. I look upon that face and my heart does race.

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ANGEL OF PASSION
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August 2, 2019
 

Weekly challenge and my own "challenge", write with Drew's SS as inspiration.

- swimming
- painting
- marble

Swimming in tears that fell in fear.
Using hands to cover the place
that had been your space.
Painting the dust with saline rain
helping self to understand the pain.
A heart wrenching that seems endless
marble has replaced flesh to depart.
Loss of any and all can maim the whole,
lose your child you may as well lose your soul.

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THE LITTLE PRINCE
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July 30, 2019
 

"Stamps from Drew"

To have such fear
if truth was told
to shatter hold
it would no more.
To tremble dear
no clue to know
as with certainty
there would
no clarity.
Continue to
and forward on
shrouded still
silence kills.

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3D BALL
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July 2, 2019
 

Little bird with broken wings; it seems that little bird is left to die you see. Ja, ja Little bird will fly! There was determination to defy, the damage extensive. Despite at first; constant aggravation, Little bird werked intensive. Only wings to heal and heart to feel; Little bird began to spread feathers some more, sooner than expected, Little bird soared!

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LIMITS EXIST ONLY IN THE MIND
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June 23, 2019
 

*thank you Drew Berkowitz for this social stamp, I hope you see this letter.*

🙏🏻 Rood

I remember the things I want to forget,
forever it seems that I will regret.
A shattered mirror broken at my feet,
the reflection is nothing I wish to meet.
Having prayed for circumspect,
I am an architect of a wreck.
Intersecting lives that do intertwine,
it is me to blame for this design.
Life moves forward with little regard.
I only wish to erase all that has been marred.
It became the norm every day to disregard,
The husk of what should be "home" was nothing but charred for sure.
Where had the detour of half truths and no time get us to?
It took two separating, taking a tour of who each were.
Now as ...

LETTRS WORLD
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June 6, 2019
 

#amwriting #micropoem

I stop the cries
when I stopped the hate
I began to realize
I was a lunatic
for having loved the snake. 🐍

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NEVER LOOK BACK
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June 5, 2019
 

Still do we stand
and take in hand.
Also allow the
beauty to sink
within our souls.
A look and simple
touch is all I know.
To my heart
and my soul,
I do love you so!

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MADE WITH LOVE
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June 5, 2019
 

- Loving
- Pride
- Screaming 

In his mind; in his way, it
was he, himself that gave.
His pride flourished, believing
that he was loving.
He could not see her silent crying,
If his life did not match the ego,
A temper's flair did dispatch,
Always behind a mask SHE wore,
screaming to be made whole but,
chained to the immortal was her role.

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PREFECT MYSTERY
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June 3, 2019
 

Social Stamp Inspiration:
Sent by: Drew Berkowitz

FAUX

The first glance
and there was a twist
in my soul that
felt almost amiss,
the feeling of,
what is this?
A look as passed
by which did
always a glimpse did
cast, heart did
beat too fast, as words
of jest did flow, and
times often did go.
Under stars did speak,
often moments I was
weak, perhaps a game
did we play or one
would call sister for me.
Moments gone as emotions
go. All for naught and
things did slow. The times
do speak for lies made
meek, Nothing meant
as feelings were faux.

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HEAL YOUR BODY
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May 31, 2019
 

my heart I give  for you to keep. I dream of holding on, wrapped in love. Passion deep and fires steep. I love you more with every breath I seek; the transcendent words, we need not speak. Conflagrations peak every morning that we are a part.

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ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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May 29, 2019
 

IT is what IT is and nothing more.
Just not exactly sure what IT, is for.
This thing that has become
something enormous and
yet, IT can wax and wane,
like a surf crashing to
and from the shore.
Confusion ever present
at times terror transcendent.
IT is my heart
and IT is sore.
Is there something else to this,
of this I am unsure?
So further undefined,
further emotions entwined.
What else to do?
There is only time to accrue.

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THE ALL KNOWING EYE
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May 29, 2019
 


The patterns were always the same,
lives entwined with intricacy.
Sensitivities flaring with inadequacy.

As the show went,
storm clouds concentrated,
all could witness intent.

Despite embracing it all,
ascent had been at a crawl,
chasing memory every last stall.

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ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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May 26, 2019
 

A Trump Tweet from Japan

The sentiments in this tweet shows; a VERY unstable persona, in MANY OBVIOUS ways. Insisting that he has a "love affair", with a known dictator who killed one of his own siblings, but murders his people in DROVES. Jong-un runs concentration camps of 3-Generations. These camps run with "punishment" of 3 generations of of 1 family. Small CHILDREN to SENIOR CITIZENS, the conditions so appalling that these 2 groups of "generations" are the most vulnerable. Mass starvation, mass suppression of ALL personal FREEDOMS and information, which Trump LOVES and DESPERATELY WISHES TO EMULATE. He also expressed amusement and joy at Jong-un's ridicule of his political OPPONENT, but...

WHITE CLOCK
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May 20, 2019
 

I don't want things to be logical.
  I want to be happy and
    I want to make you happy,
      even if it makes no sense at          
        all.

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WHITE CLOCK
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May 11, 2019
 

Knowing that the mind was clouded, all she wanted was for Dad to see, how proud of the woman she could be.

Last words said, I love you Daddy. Dad spoke with some joy, I love you too my baby girl. Now the past will unfurl, tears and pain swirl, as memories whirl!

Her Dad was now with her Mum, the two became as one, saying goodbye rips out part of her soul; but she can see their aureole, together they are home.

"Ik hou van jou PaPa. Ik mis je heel erg."

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FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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January 8, 2019
 

denk ich an dich, vermisse ich dich...

Dreams are much and time is little, more the same or perhaps passion dwindles. Check the pain at the door, it shall pass into nevermore.
Give peace of mind and heart a chance.
Let the anger languish in anguish's expanse.
Ray of lights as dreg release, tries to beg for shades of black to keep one back.
Live for love, inhabit the realm of possibility and nobility.

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ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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September 3, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

Taste your words before you spit them out, they may sour as they land. Intentioned or not, a wound you leave that can lead to agony. Before you step away, remember where you stand and for what you say impressions you, upon another for an eternity.

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MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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August 23, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

The depths I can sink

in which a shovel can bury.

Bitter taste of losing everything

These immense burdens

I cannot carry. People pretend not to

see the bump in the

road, so to speak...

I have messed up,

God give me power to have

reassessed these hours.

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FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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July 16, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

For someone as tough and strong as me,
I have never been broke down or
had such a heavy heart as I do now.
It hurts to pump life through my veins,
every breath feels a waste as
my head screams insane.
My body continues on as parts
of my soul wither in pain.
Happiness does slowly beckon,
but what have I done to reckon?
Agony blossoms alongside fate
as my shattered pieces dissipate.
I stare at self with utter hate as
my wishes are too late.
Desperately seeking solace in
what should be perfectness,
I know in heart that
somehow it shall abate.
Splintered shards that do remain,
how do I clean this slate?

© roodbennett

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HEARTBREAK
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July 16, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

My heart is in your hands
and I know to which I stand
everyday as we go
the more I live in a glow
of passionate emotion
that allows elation
and grounded
in a firm foundation.
My heart is in your hands,
my soul is one again
as a union
becomes our affirmation.

©roodbennett

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RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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June 21, 2018
 

Once upon a time a local boy fell in love with a girl from a land; far far away. Logistics and practicality called for local boy and far away girl to be in one place. Far away girl had an evil ex-family that broke Far away girl's spirit. Far away girl's body was already broken. Local boy worked hard always for his Far away girl and the far away little boys to come home to local land. Does this story have a happy ending? We are still writing it; every day without end.

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STARS
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June 7, 2018
Poperinge, Belgium

I told myself that if I did not care, this would not have hurt so much - surely that proved I was alive and human and all those touchy-feely things, for once and for all. However, that was not a relief, not when I felt like a person, caught up in some scheme. Somehow, I am the fall gal, hung for transgressions to the crown and innocent as hell.

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NOBODY IS PERFECT
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