Empty NestSilent as the bird-less treeEmpty Nest2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Branches borne their capsid fawn
A wind take them
Blanket for the generation
To be set so unprepared upon
Shawls to face the blizzard's hem
With the quiet of the winged free
Holy by a timeless just
The valour pressed between the stones
And shattered fair
Changed without a pause
Of growing flesh and bones
Extend a now poorly fitted wear
Like down to the winter lust
Fabric in a feathered leaf
Multiplied by coming days
When helicopters still their beats
And eagle eyes denote a nest
Sew a tuque every which way
A breathing wool as soft as bleats
From cooing babes new to the reef
Crossbar hold the sway of dark
Ground take precedence
Cradled on the crook of tune
Heard through the sheets of paper greens
Spawning germs have time to sense
A wind and how to open wound
The myriad will leave its mark
Elements beneath the trunk
Variety hath wormed to front
But strive the will not
To imprint what is now for always
A striding race still has the jaunt
From icicles to bliste
The Road Beneath My FeetThe road went out before me and it snaked up on aheadThe Road Beneath My Feet1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And I picked up my feet and I followed that road
Wherever its cobblestones led.
I sang a song and marched along that winding path of stones
And the song filled my heart to the beat of my feet
As I wandered that path all alone.
I know not where I’m going, only what lies behind.
And my feet and my song shall go right along
With only the road on my mind.
This Poem is Extremely LongThis is the introThis Poem is Extremely Long17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So read this first
I hope it will quench
Your poetry thirst
Let me point this out
First of all
We are artists
So stand up tall
This is the part
Where the poem begins
But this is just the start
You should see how it ends
In a world filled
With fame and mediocrity
We are the true stars
With talent and creativity
Unlike those celebrities
They think they’re big and boss
But we all know they’re bumpkins
Nothing more than social floss
You call this shit art?
Miley Cyrus shaking her ass
I don’t think it’s classified as talent
It sure as hell doesn’t have class
How about its impact
On today’s generation?
You getting bored of this poem?
Then I’ll switch to personification
What the fluff
Does a wrecking ball symbolise?
Does it dangle over our heads and fall
Before we look up and realise
And gasp in shock and surprise
That this 99999 pound ball
Of useless information
Is about to crush our noggins
And we’re supposed to show fascinat
DeoxysSpace, the unknown "world" to humanityDeoxys1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hard to fathom, it's often a calamity
An intruder is coming down to Earth
What is it's purpose, what is it's worth?
An alien-like bipedal figure arises
From it's crystalline shell, surprises
Innocent and clueless, constantly observing
He ventures little by little, slowly learning
He means no harm, yet harm rapidly comes to him
Tentacles, red and blue-green to the very brim
Eye sockets black, daunting and hauntingly grim
Frightened they attack and strike him limb by limb
Abused for no reason, a harmless creature
No one to stop, listen, and be the teacher
But one did, one that belonged to the stars
He taught him the meaning behind the scars
People are too quick to judge, they cannot wait
Fear of strangers, full of confusion and hate
Yet the star and alien became good friends
Together they venture to the world's ends
Do not be so quick to believe what you see
The eyes deceive and the minds hastily agree
Do not fear the stranger from outer space
Lair, liarLies, lies..liesLair, liar1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pile on like dirt
In the end, it's you
So go on, keep digging
And..tell me how
You didn't know..
While you do..
Forgive this grin..
But I ain't buyin', not now..
Not ever again.
As I stand here, clad in black
I know, there's no goin' back
To those good times
When we, were partners in crimes
'cause you just had to
Commit the worst of them all..
So don't ask me
To lend a hand
Or a goddamn rope
'cause I won't
I'm feelin' a bit kind..
And in the right mind
To toss out a line;
"Vengeance my friend ..is mine"
Garden SlakedSkirted crux still tyrant loomGarden Slaked3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A wash to cleanse the earthen peat
Cling deadened neat as twining doom
Dancing rose in gallows hang
A fealty prayed with whispering
And sing come severed tolling rang
Rocky shoal conspired to dale
A task impartial of its bars
To let its mars cascade to pale
Fingers in a holding stance
The text invite a deceased mind
To share the kind of dying chance
Dress in sequence has no threads
And blended ties sway with the lines
As does the fine and roughened bled
Sombre on the bruising cheeks
Flush see its waters cast away
To ending day the noose will seek
A flower floating on a tide
Have weakness for its will to leave
Believe it made its choice to die
Crown gone weightless burden passed
And rule and regulations give
The ceaseless last to let one live
Wounds unhealed fresh as eyes
See existence for all its bears
And share the moment left behind
Outside on the cusp still one
Impacted in a shifting cloth
End willing done to send one off
Arms fallen in flesh of age
Neglected. Final Warning.Wow, you stand there.Neglected. Final Warning.4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Expectant and powerful.
Waiting for me to fall to my knees and kiss your feet.
But I am not.
I am not going to be neglected kissing your palm, while you barely glance at mine!
No! I shall not become your debt collector.
Re-unboundWisp in the field dewRe-unbound1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Have clothed my eyes in tears
And joy inside my heart
Wrapped so tightly near
Have the kindness puncture stone
Through the rough a gemstone vein
Shining crude against the bone
But in my time let colour reign
Sleeve for my shaking arms
The sun a sharpest blade
But silken as you are to me
Send away the fear forbade
Wear in dearest times of need
When my head is heavy
You keep a fluttering heart at ease
And clear my mind a way
Have the kindness puncture stone
Fallen fire of quick passions
Expose the duller burn of bone
That bleeds a light of loveliness
Cloth in an airy world
Catch the thoughts I bear
And pour them out whence came
Through the mirrors I can share
Like the fill for my lungs
You keep my dizzy wantings
Contained in every flash
And brightest moment I can be
Have the kindness puncture stone
Gleaming ideas of a home
Where strong and unimprisoned bone
Will no longer be alone
For best is shared this stepping stone
To offset to adventure's arms
And together reap
*Choral Practice*Stirring rendition in wind*Choral Practice*3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Harmonized voices sing
Choral practice taking place
Choir achieved state of grace.
Voices soar and surround
No constraints they're not bound
Perfectly magical healing power
Musical reflection, melodious hour.
90 butelekDziewięćdziesiąt butelek90 butelek5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dziewięćdziesiąt butelek stoi rzędem przy ścianie,
Spadnie pierwsza i druga i kolejna już głowa,
W sieci nocą splecione snem anielskim splątane,
Wpadną wszystkie ludzkości wiatrem niesione słowa.
I nic dalej nie będzie i zapadnie już cisza,
Ostra niczym krzyk źrenic rozszerzonych do granic,
Melodyjką z pudełka znów do snu ukołysze,
Dziewięćdziesiąt butelek znowu stanie przy ścianie.
Love will writehiding in the shadowsLove will write1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
intently out of view
near enough to watch
me and you
to capture conversation
perfectly by design
requiring a mere heartbeat
the smallest pause or look
with swift pounce upon the moment
Love will write its book
#2: LoveTo love you like the Moon loves the Earth,#2: Love2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Together through Hell, those places of hurt,
And to give my life away in a daze.
To live for Your love, wild fire that burns,
'Til the end of days when the clock stops its turns,
And eternity within my sight I gaze.
This love of mine, a dusty haze,
This love of Yours with mine it stays.
Bands of MeltOld frosts delving through their spansBands of Melt4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Remnants lay collecting bands
Have no cause
But causeless not
For none have been that way
Quasi leisurely companions
Piles of fleshless reparations
Well in debt
But far from debt
As one will loan until deranged
Zealous binds gain paltry changing
Long endure no sign of ranging
Differ so small
But small is great
When seen by other side of act
Under balms made sleep deprived
By the tendrils once alive
But roundless cause
Circle a path replaced the thick
Promise like a fondest light
From some smallest lasting fight
In tideless break
Has lost under a nightly sky
[WIP] SunsetInto the streams of evermore[WIP] Sunset4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The angels wept and cried,
For all the day’s sweet innocence
Had withered and had died.
I stood upon a growling rock
Amidst a rabid sea,
And looked into the shutting eye
That glared right back at me.
And as I stared into the eye,
This savage setting sun,
I could not help but shed a tear
To see its life was done.
Walking the NotesHum first in rebounding holdWalking the Notes2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gullet of the forest chord
Twain has stepped onto the road
Whichever first propel aboard
Straight as murk beneath the soup
A feast denied a pleasant scene
But those that wish to risk their health
Are stronger for the weight the ween
Appetize a joining cleft
Treble to the foggy breach
Cloud has given voice with words
Instead of those whose meanings leech
Vibrado sound out through the rests
While savouring give time to taste
Of every unknown piece of note
Come out in shadow with all haste
Soft as silken blinds withstand
An invitation of the eye
For out between the separate
Comes music in the absent light
Haberdasher of the line
Between the known and wanting mind
To watch with awful silence glide
The feet that set the path behind
Resolve to make one understand
Along a way of fog and fear
To undertake the explorer
Inside let guide with growing clear
Symphony of self and one
Let partake each piece composed
By that which brightens in the day
When all one's emotio
Viking War ChantViking War Chant2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Longships crash on unknown shore!
Hear the thunder’s mighty roar!
Feel the sting of ice and snow!
Raid at will where’er we go!
Axes clash and longswords swing!
Hear the war-horn’s mighty ring!
Storm the rampart, beach the walls!
If death be yours, Valhalla calls!
With friends around and foes before,
Soak the earth with blood and gore!
Sound the charge and shout the cry:
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE?
Best Friend SonnetWe started out small in the beginningBest Friend Sonnet4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We barely knew the other existed
But just a simple "Hi" we made a thing
A thing where we BFF'S are listed
I feel like we are closer than sisters
Some may even call us like conjoined
No one can break us, not even misters
When it comes to best friends we are who wins
We are not afraid to laugh out so loud
Even with so many people around
I can't say our moms would be proud
By the weird and crazy many sounds
With the artistic talent that we share
And our too wild personalities
Our friendship will go on without a care
Our personalities are benalities
From New Jersey to California
You are always my true best friend, Hannah.
Never Forget HerRemember to invite your MotherNever Forget Her5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For the Mother of all is queen to green Father
Who hunts down the moon of Summer
Now cloaked in clouds grey coat, comer
Of bright white snowy days or other
Days we thought thoughts of loves colour
In weathers drab or gay that recall,
Recalling Mays dance we romanced ever
In the arms of trees and green grass sprawl,
Sprawling blissful moments never banal
Never a place too dull for passions breath
To catch us unaware of dusks embraced thrall,
Enthralled beyond loci, beyond death,
Dying embers remain in Hades depths.
Tideless DanceSteeples have their scowling grinsTideless Dance5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Angel wings along insect
And crawling fowls well covered by
An exoskeleton thick
Overwatch with tirelessness
Sprawling heights defied in eye
Out of rock or carven bone
Harken well the biting dye
Swallow-tailed pitches fly
Heavy armour hide no sign
Even by their spacing far
Will their meanings all define
Handfuls of their plans devised
Swollen tips of nails drag
And dredge the lowly riverbeds
The gnashing plates of hidden stags
Scape yet no further went from
The mount where grudging judges rest
Decide the fate of fleeing stock
And their kind at doomed behest
Beetles of the field vine
Pile the gourd with seeds afoul
Tallow of the beasts harvest
Out of a beaten bare hollow
Seen a swarm festering down
The risen and the piled on
As they strive in primal bouts
That dulled amorphous ochre gone
Sconces filled by beating glass
Vivacity by compound due
On a wound poisoned by feet
And moving bodies of no clue
Multiply until a shed
Waves of shifts transparencies
DecisionsMidnight struck, Fredrick was awakeDecisions10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Eyes struggling to close, stomach feeling an ache
Fredrick rose from his silk sheets
Wandering into the kitchen, his goal was to be discreet
His wife was a light sleeper, lying nearby
To awaken her, Fredrick would be forced to lie
The light of the fridge was that of heaven
The cake within it was scented with lemon
“Eat me, Fredrick. My flavors are mesmerizing.”
Defying his iced friend seemed challenging
Fredrick was stuck with no direction to go
The cake spoke, “Believe me Fredrick, she will never know.”
Poem 'bout nature 'n' stuff[From 2011, an old short poem about nature stuff.]Poem 'bout nature 'n' stuff1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hearken to the sound, the forest’s song.
The notes are short, yet echo long.
Smell the blue sea, the salty brine.
This soothing odor so divine.
Feel the breeze as it soothes your soul.
The wind about these hills does roll.
Taste in the air the warmth of the sun.
When winter comes, it is undone.
The Other WorldThere is another world,The Other World1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Mysterious of all.
And even though I'm not there,
I can hear it call.
Right now it calls Adventure.
Right now it calls for me.
I would love to go to this mysterious world,
Adventurous and free.
"But where is it?" I always ponder.
"Where could this world be?"
"Is it somewhere far from home?"
"Or somewhere near thee?"
The world can here my questions,
And answers "I'm closer than it seems."
"Just close your eyes and exit this world,"
"To enter The World Of Dreams."
I do what I am told,
To see if I can go.
"What will await me?" I question myself.
Well soon, I will know...
Candle FetishBurn through out the night,Candle Fetish1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Flicker flame just right,
You're not too bright,
But your shine is so nice,
Your aroma fills the room,
You erase the gloom,
That I felt before I lit you,
After you melt,
I'll never forget your,
Candle holds a candle to you,
Is that candleception?
Never mind my transgression,
I just want you to keep burning,
Let the wax ignite my yearning,
You are the candle,
That gives me this elation.
What we are...Have you ever thought about why we are here?What we are...4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On this pale blue dot that we live in like a lair
Thoughts like dying or coming back to life
Have you been that curious that you're actually willing to strive
For a Christian they would believe that God who created
That we came from dirt and brought to life with a single breath
But if you're willing to listen, I will tell you so
That we too are Gods can you not see so?
From the Bible it was stated
That God created us with His own image
So if I ask you what is God, what would you say?
God is simply God, so wouldn't that explain everything anyway?
So we are gods, yes, now shall we move on?
Through what's out there, the space and beyond
A long time ago in a singularity
exploded and expanded for all eternity
Stars were then born from these nebulae
and lived, died and exploded the same way
Those dust that the stars have scattered
Created us and everything that matters
Know you are a star child, now moving on to the next
to the ancient times of my