One Special NightOne Special Night2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The winter´s night was crisp and clear,
the heaven full of stars
and all the ones who saw the signs,
came there from near and far.
They followed one bright shining star,
to a place called Bethlehem,
to a stable on the edge of town
and Joseph beckoned them in.
"Look!" He cried with tears in his eyes.
"Mary´s had a child."
"He´s wonderful, so precious. Stay
and behold him for a while."
"He will grow to be a good man,
clever, wise and mild."
"He´ll teach the world about love and
to have faith in all mankind."
Joseph smiled as his head did nod
and this he also said,
"This child is someone special,
for he was sent to us from God."
Poetry by Suzan
Christmas LightsTwilight moments between night and dayChristmas Lights2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Are quiet and cold in winter's grasp
In suburban solitude I stroll
On the frigid eve of Christmas day
That tranquil silence and touch of frost
Is what drew me from within my home
Introspection presses upon me
With the urgency of a soft breeze
So rare an occasion has pavement
Seemed inviting upon which to tread
Before long all that lights my pathway
Are street lamps and tacky Christmas lights
What pathetic form of vanity
Would compel a family to throw
A tasteless assortment of light bulbs
On their home in so-called Christmas cheer?
I slow down and linger near the house
Displaying the most exuberance
A quick glimpse through the window reveals
A tree heavily decorated
Placed next to the glass for all to see
Are they so vain that they would indulge
What has become a stereotype
Of this nation's seasonal culture?
Continuing on my night saunter
I stare down the rod ahead of me
Instead of the ornate vanity
With which these strangers strike my senses
ArachneSpinArachne16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
with your thread of words;
from an alphabet of dreams,
your skill rivaling Athena's;
the condensation of all our sighs
gets caught in your network of poetry.
How to be happy.Wash away the webs,How to be happy.2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
clean your wounds,
and whiten your smile.
Break your mirrors,
dump the contents of your makeup drawer,
and dry your face of your tears.
Burn away the wax inside of you,
listen to the gales of the wind god,
breathe deeply and dispel your worries,
and understand that it could always be worst.
Understand that there are people there for you,
and they always will be.
Day 4 Prompt (Prompts for Pizza)"It was time to destroy beauty."Day 4 Prompt (Prompts for Pizza)13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beauty lies in all,
In every living being, big or small
In the midnight stars glittering in an ebony sky
And in the lush green trees that love to catch your eye
Beauty shows us our purpose, our passion
It shows it self in a very unique fashion
They say true beauty is found on the inside
But why should it have to hide?
Beauty's complexities are so perplexing
And I find it very vexing...
If true beauty is on the inside, is the outside fake?
Such ponderings I must forsake!
I cannot apprehend beauty any more,
This topic is becoming very abhor!
For now I am all out of spirit
Beauty? I think I'll destroy it.
The Final TruthThe strongest truths cause the most painThe Final Truth1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Especially when they’re the same
I know it took some time
But the truth is mine
I thought it was in my mind
But it’s the same every time
And the deeper you look
It just looks more crook
The obvious realization
Needs no more dramatization
For it is plain to see
That it always was me..
Lessons from HeroesA dusty box of cartridges under the TVLessons from Heroes1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Controllers always tangled, and you’d get on to me.
One day when boredom struck me all those years ago,
You put in Ocarina, little me in shadow’s tow
While I watched with wide eyes as you put on a show.
We rode on valiant steeds, and captured many poes
I met the Twilight Princess, and conquered many foes.
There were fairies and heroes, swords to spare.
When the Princess needed saving, we were always there.
Courage, Link taught me, can come from anywhere.
Once again when boredom struck I found an old green case,
I became a Knight of the Republic, and I slid it into place.
Companionship, exploring and fighting Malak’s tyranny,
The utter shock and fear, as I learned that Revan was me.
Redemption, Revan taught me, can set the tortured free.
At Christmas time I pleaded, another story please!
The Jade Empire, you promised held adventure’s key.
I became the Last Spirit Monk, and gave a joyful cry!
Only to face betrayal, and watch
MemoriesMemories1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There is no other time one might find so good
As the pleasant adventure of childhood
How every simple thing brought a light to the eyes
How the wind and the rain would sing soft lullabies
How in the grand summers, fireflies would dance
And hands would entrap them with every fine chance
And their glow would glisten behind the jar’s glass
Though lids would
Onslaught of WinterSkys are black as night,Onslaught of Winter1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yet the day is long.
Winter releases its blight,
Upon un-suspecting man.
Individual flakes appear,
Followed by an onslaught.
It is increadably clear,
The weather is here to stay.
Hours spread to days,
days turn to a week.
No one goes out to play,
We huddle in our homes.
Blankets and oil heat,
Are all that keep us warm.
Oh the sun will we greet,
Upon the end of the storm.
Suburban JuggernautTorchesSuburban Juggernaut2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Both night and day
Rapid deconstruction of lonely
Skeletal remnants of
For sport-gold land yachts,
With whitewalls and curb-feelers.
So cheer the suburban juggernaut:
The Ninth Wonder of the World!
Jump RopeJump RopeJump Rope2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Up, down, up, down,
Up, down, up, down!
It’s not easy keeping up
With the jump ropers around.
It’s excellent exercise
And always lots of fun.
Yet I can’t seem to do it
The way they get it done.
I can’t jump as fast as them
And I tend to be more cautious.
Yet taking risks does not mean
That the spirit of it has lost us.
My activities are various
While some of theirs are few.
Yet they are still my friends,
And they can be yours, too.
The Largest OrganSkin, or scales, like prisons we're in;The Largest Organ3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In memories, we only see the former skin.
It's us and everywhere we've been, the bits
(Bits of us that still adorn) It's
Camouflage, the day we're born we age;
Age to only shrug the wrinkles off, our camouflage.
PopcornPopcornPopcorn3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Kernels that get stuck ‘tween
Holey teeth with too much wisdom to
Grant, too little wisdom not to eat such sweet things,
And too far gone to even care enough.
It’s homemade, this treat. The
HomeHomeHome2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
this wand'ring heart;
candles are gleaming
in the front room windows,
small beacons meant to guide me,
though I cannot espy their light
through the fog that encases me here.
I am desp'rate for home--desp'rate for you.
Battling MemoriesSometimes punishment is having to rememberBattling Memories8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This time it has been from July to December
The memories I pray over and over to forget
Hasn't the immense pain I've suffered paid my debt?
But my sick mind says, "No! No! Not yet!"
For when one makes the blatant choice to sin
Darkness always seems to find a way to seep in
Suicidal ideations are often on the table
As for fighting them off, I try as I am able
I've been successful, for the most part, so far
When the darkness grabs me like sticky black tar
It makes me feel that I will never escape
So many stand by with their mouths all agape
They often stop and ask me why I'm depressed
They certainly have no idea of all I've supressed
I mask a smile and say that I am okay
And today is going to be a much better day
Within myself I tend to hide this terrible lie
So no one will know how much I pray to die
Memories haunt me and won't let me be
But I intend to fight them until I am free!
© 2014 Suzanna Jayne Mullins
The Grand ConclusionI have come to a conclusionThe Grand Conclusion12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A truly revolutionary thing
I'd tell you about it
If you were even listening
And you are part of this
Part of my grand epiphany
Yet any change from it
I doubt you will see
This wonderful ending
Oh, happy happy day
That I can get all this
Finally out of the way
Yes, I've made calculations
And I've dotted all my i's
Gone over everything, really
With two sets of eyes
And my grand conclusion is:
You're not worth it.
my first TetractyDone.my first Tetracty14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You hurt me more.
I would hate to Know why you hurt me now.
You hurt me more than anyone else did.
I am very tired.
Let me sleep.
The Reason for ChristmasThe Reason for ChristmasThe Reason for Christmas14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There are no trees whose bare bones
Are not protruding distinctively below
The cloudless grey sky.
There are no animals scurrying about
On the arid landscape, no food about
And every lake frozen.
And it's cold, very cold. The wind
Makes it worse. The air is too dry
To breathe properly.
At 4pm the sky is dark, and the
Temperature drops further, amplifying
Demand for shelter.
Sickness abounds to everyone, no
Person is immune. Influenza strikes
But it's Christmas time. Time spent
With family who come bearing gifts,
Sitting by the fire.
And there's Jesus, don't forget, who
Was born on that day to help us recall
The return of the Sun.
Lost in a Car CrashLost in a Car CrashLost in a Car Crash22 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As horrible as it is, it happened.
Two more furries were lost.
We now weep for them and their families
And what the wreck might cost.
May the furries rest in peace
As we mourn their lost this day.
But life happens, as it does,
And onward we march, I must say.
Great VacationThe brackish waters of the ocean grindGreat Vacation2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Against a lonely shore. A road sign names
The ancient beach; its symbols long forgotten,
Its shape a stoic sentinel, vigilant.
Off the coast the clouds turn dark and churn.
Palm trees shutter in their quiet knowing:
The strength will build; the storm will charge ashore.
A ruin, with it's sign held high, proclaims
MIDAS in gold and red, but the hurricane
shall strip it bare, the windows will not last the night.
The Masters, could they see, would find their goods
Scattered and destroyed; their sordid touch
that turned the world to stone is losing spell.
Sea birds cry in warning, gather wing,
And abandon the marina dock. Tonight
That tired bridge will take the ocean's breast
In furious embrace and go with her.
The dock bells toll. Could the Masters hear,
They'd flock to cars and flee the troubled shore
Like birds. The highway'd cram with vehicles
As thick as their unanimous lament:
That even Earth, in her all her patience, takes
Her great and terribl
Shaking FrameWinter's an acquired skill -Shaking Frame2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
mooring every whim to will
closing out the sun, until
Saint Luke's summer sends a rain.
Water down the icy sill
Broken sentence - shaking frame.
UntitledForme din toate formele.Untitled2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Și mărimi din toate mărimile,
Fără să amețim amândoi
Aș vrea să mă aplec pe balcon până te văd.
Însă tu ai vrea să...
Să nu respiri alt aer decât respirația mea,
Să ai un balcon plin de tablouri originale si să fii singurul om care definește viața.
Fără să te miști vreodată știi ca la magazin se vinde tot,
Dar tu nu cumperi