FOR THE LOVE OF GAIAI see her promises unfurl with the Dawn's first rose,FOR THE LOVE OF GAIA5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a glimpse of Hope that sparkles in the Cosmos' starry eyes,
her body is a garden growing fierce and free amidst the snows,
her tears are liquefied emotion as they fall from the Skies.
I hear her voice in the plaintive melodies of the birds,
her soul is reflected in every ebb and flow of the Sea,
softer than baby's breath does the Wind carry to me her words,
I see her face hidden among the lush veridian of the trees.
Rocky paths are smoothed by the tread of our Earthly queen,
her strength accompanies my beating heart, in me she reigns,
as a Child of Nature I know the blessings she may bring,
even when I fade away into fragrant ciders, she will remain...
July 12, 2014
© Jewel MoonSilver Knight - All Rights Reserved.
meganShe wore yellow dungarees, the colour of ironymegan1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and they clashed with her eyelashes, spiky with tears.
She had onion-skin hair, and a limp ponytail
that hung from the top of her head
like a rope.
But to us she was loud metal, clanging above our heads
as we crouched under the climbing frame.
She was the reason our stuffed animals felt softer than ever,
our milk sickly sweet with potential loss,
and our necks suddenly so bare.
We saw a lollipop scowl and a tongue that stuck out,
A threatening mustard kid, dusty knees like in the movies,
and we indulged in our raised heartrates,
cradled and stroked and whispered to our toys;
our insides felt sore, excitingly bruised.
She left an echo of palms thrumming the slide,
ghostly handprints and a smell of threat,
that accentuated our tender comfort.
And her hair hung down, tapering at the ends
but nobody climbed. Nobody climbed at all.
GratitudeNormally I don't have such trouble writing poetry, but I had quite the time with this one. It isn't particularly long, or one of my best but it holds nothing but truths, and that on its own made this a daunting task. Seriously though, this isn't that good as I created it purely to express emotion, so I didn't really have as much breathing room as usual. I hope (if anyone reads it, that is) that my work is enjoyed!Gratitude1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Not long ago I lived in a world of hurt and pain
All my energy, worth and confidence it would drain
When bad became worse I just wanted it all to end
I thought that no one cared, but then I met a true friend
In a time of loneliness, this person, for me, was always there
Brining their light in to the dark, their comfort drove out my despair
They've made a world of difference, one I can't give too much credit
I say now what I've said before, and both times I've meant it
Saying that they've helped me so, though, it still doesn't quite express
How much impact they've had,
ArtThe blade is pressed against my wrist.Art1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As it slowly glides along my veins,
The blood pours out over the edge and into my fist.
Pain is absent as the blade cuts away my chains.
My blood is the ink to my quill,
Expanding my imagination into greater stories.
It's the pain and thrill of strengthing my skill
And suppressing any future worries.
Millions of characters conjoined by one heart,
Living in similar worlds of sorrow.
Born and raised by the crimson blood within art,
With a tight promise that there will always be a tomorrow.
The Guide of Eden Below is a conversation between the guide in normal text, and the Traveler written in Bold.The Guide of Eden 1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
"Come with me", he said
"Am I Dead?"
"Life and Death mean nothing here"
"Then where am I? I'm lost I fear"
"You are where you need to be"
"But its so Dark, I can hardly see"
"That is because your eyes are still shut"
most confused I uttered, "what?"
"You are the traveler, and I am the guide"
"Then why is it your face does hide?"
"Too many question, not enough time"
"Is understanding such a crime?"
"Yes..and no..but we must go"
"But where? is what I wish to know"
"We travel to the realm in between"
"The Spirit World you appear to mean?"
"Well if you already know your way?"
"Don't Go! Please Stay"
"Remember, you are the traveler, and I the guide"
"Then I shall remain by your side"
Hopeless ArtI wish I could've been thereHopeless Art4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As he struggled every day.
To create his own imperfect art
But failing to find the way.
I wish I could've told her
Before she ripped up the page
I really liked her story
And the muse she let out of its cage.
I wish, I wish, even for one little second
That I could've been the one
To bring your art out of the dark
And carry it into the sun.
I've never considered myself popular
Though I'm happy with any audience at all
But they never got that chance
Onto their knees, they did fall
"Why can't I do it!
I can't write, draw, or make!
Better I quit being a creator now
Or end up an artistic fake."
They heard that same old phrase
"Keep trying, your art will be popular someday"
But the sun never rose upon that day
And their spirits slowly began to decay.
The hands that gripped the pencils
Found other tasks to do
Their minds no longer searched for inspiration
And their souls lost hope too.
"Why should I try," they ask
"When nobody seems to care
Why should I
The MirrorThe mirror-look into it-The Mirror3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
An odd feeling comes over me-
As I look into the glass, I ask
“Who am I? Who are we?”
Looking at this same old face
I know oh so well,
I feel like someone else-
I don’t know what else to tell.
Why do I feel like this?
What can really be said?
Who are all these others
You know so well in your head?
Brain FreezeWhen one finds a flavor icecream that they like,Brain Freeze1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It’s easy to get too excited, and eat it with haste.
And that’s when the freeze-headache will strike.
You remind me of a few flavors with that kind of taste.
Like with Pistachio, I always consume it too fast.
It’s like my rapid thinking around you, leading my brain to freeze.
Why can’t I savor your presence without the head-blast?
I dunno, but when I try, I shake at the knees.
Like Rocky Road, you’re a bit hard to resist.
When it’s there, I want to slather it with my tongue.
This is kinda wrong, I hope these feelings don’t persist.
But it’s hard to control hormones, especially when you’re young.
As with sweet sorbet, your voice is like honey.
When you speak my name, my heart skips a beat.
Suddenly, I realize I’m not coming to work just for the money.
It’s also cuz my mind stops thinking and body goes into heat.
Like Cookies N’ Cream drizzling down my mouth,
ProudProudProud1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Knees lifted, proud,
Then on two legs he’s rearing high.
Knees lifted proud,
Dust puffs as hard hooves paw the ground.
His nostrils twitch, a puffy sigh,
While wisdom flows behind his eyes
As he neighs loud his battle cry.
Knees lifted, proud.
MistressBe mistress' eyes either shining or matte.Mistress4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Be her lips narrow, or flushing with blood.
Breasts grayish or white, same please when unclad.
Be her hair bushy, or sticky with mud.
Let roses and flowers, stay in the grass,
my mistress cheeks may be nothing but skin.
And let the perfumes, be the pleasing gas,
the breath of my mistress be of any kin.
Her voice can be nothing more than just sounds,
Cause music can do, for that little flaw.
She doesn't has to be goddess on the ground,
She can falter, or stagger, or even crawl.
Beautiful or ugly, I don't separate,
I will take any, cuz I am desperate.
Hobby PoetryBlue and green, blue and greenHobby Poetry2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just can't find an in-between
With angry flames and silent gloats
They still stay at each other's throats
Up and down, up and down,
Just can't find a common ground
One must keep a watchful glare
And one's broken beyond repair
Blue and green, blue and green,
Their sneaky fighting goes unseen
The emerald flames get in her head
Replacing love with hate instead
Up and down, up and down
But who will finally wear the crown?
Opposing forces brawl all night
With no recollection of starting their fight
Blue and green, blue and green
Bound to each other by a dream
If she won't leave her foolish mind
A happy ending, they won't find
Up and down, up and down
If they don't stop, they'll burn the town
They're so caught up in having fun
It's hard to notice anyone
FlyLet the sunset cloud my eyesFly3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let the birds sing my alibis
But please do not watch me cry
As I plea to flee to the sky
Let the eagles help me learn
Let the heavens give me a turn
I'll soar on until it burns
Just let me fly `til death returns
The Stochastic CatOur little cat runs back and forth,The Stochastic Cat4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Before he runs in and out.
Then he presumes to go east and west
And then dashing north and south.
He dwells by his feeding dish
And entreats us for a treat.
A subtle sound by the driveway:
Another human to greet.
Each day he runs through his course
In familiar unpredictability
Each day is same, yet not the one before
Blithe feline inanity
Ode to DataOde to Data3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They see you as nothing,
Since you had no real birth,
What hypocrites they are,
For not seeing your worth.
They doubt your existence,
They say you are not real,
They only see that you cannot love,
Or even enjoy a meal.
True, you are not like us,
That much is set in stone,
But I see more than just a robot,
So much more than just a drone.
To me, you are a work of art,
Embodied, your father's dream,
To me, you have a soul,
I see more than just what's seen.
You're more than what they say you are,
For they do not understand,
That you, Data, are in fact,
My true and valued friend.
LovetellingCrafting myself as I await your loveLovetelling5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wait earnestly till the day comes
Till we can trade each others secrets like spies
Till I know your wants and You know mine
Is it foreshadowing if I beleive
That i'll sweep you off your feet
Striving to be worthy to father your child
Cause I've thought on it for awhile
To stary with you a legacy
As I give you nothing but the best of me
When I'll see you I'll think, It's her
As I realize I was preparing for this one girl
That would change my life and become my wife
But for now we'll wait
Till the day comes we embrace our fate
And live of happiness that we create
The night falls on the Black and serene SeaThe night falls on the Black and serene SeaThe night falls on the Black and serene Sea2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The cold freezes the unchained and burned hearts
A the crystal window, I see the forgotten queen of all these burned and damned hearts.
Shout! She whispers. Shout for the safety
Of your fathers and your brothers in the fight died
Erase their errors, lay bare the earth
Sing so that they forget their miserable lives
So that, as will appear the Moon Girl of the shade,
Queen of the winter graves
That of their half-bloods, the Sea becomes One!
The night falls on the Red and dark Sea of yesterday
The cold freeze the heart unchained and burned
With this solitary queen
Whom nobody deigns to listen to.
~Adelmo~ - CasbairdneAdelmo~Adelmo~ - Casbairdne1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With willpower ironed like steel
Still set hard with a guise like flint.
Glints gleaming bright. Eyes shine still
To fill in full strength; imprint.
Foreseeing far beyond the thorns
That bar borders to make myths.
Wherewith you are not tired, worn;
Born for strong strength and goals therewith.
Sonnet 10 - JulyThe time is fast and slow, little and great,Sonnet 10 - July1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and as we march along--one, two, one two--
alls calm. Though cheeks will red and flare will heat,
water flows and reality renews.
No rush or fuss, but still sometimes methinks
keeping times best, but realistically
we must simmer. To worry is to shrink
love down, boil, burn black what should be free.
To be alone before bereft the heart
and lingered long the fog of clouds and rain.
Now time gathers good things. The best of parts
are saved and shared. Our patois is arcane.
Two, one, two, one. Trying to break the holds.
Two becomes one and slowly freedom folds.
10 NumbersZero is Hero10 Numbers5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One is Done
Two is Through
Three is Key
Four is Core
Five is Live
Six is Fix
Seven is Heaven
Eight is Great
Nine is Fine
Tribute to Ratlug the smallHeads rolling from the left and right, and yet the Ranger begins to tire,Tribute to Ratlug the small5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What’s with all the bloody archers? Their arrows are making things rather dire.
Tallion falls to his knees, and a shrimp of an Uruk becomes a new player
“Ratlug the small” crowns himself “Grave Walker Slayer”.
His poisoned spear raised high, Ratlug began his victory feast
Surrounded by Uruks loyal and strong, yet his opponent craftier than any beast.
Not only his spear was dripping poison that night as the battle cries flew
But the grog as well, lying tempting and tasteful to Ratlug and his crew.
It started as you’d expect any Uruk fight to start.
All flailing and cursing, with the occasional skewering of a heart.
Being so small and originally nothing, Tallion expected his target to die in the midst, unheard.
And yet the events that transpired grew increasingly absurd.
A Caragor hurtles into the fray, and makes quick work of the band
“Bollocks” says I, the controlle
Unspoken DreamsMake a little space for meUnspoken Dreams2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Somewhere in your mind
Shine a little light for me
To in the darkness find
Clear away those others
The clutter of the crowd
Then say a tiny prayer for me
(But don't say it out loud)
Lend to me a secret name
To scribble in your diary
Whisper it alone so you'll always
Know just where to find me
Pin a tiny hope on me
That maybe we can share
A tiny little space together
Where love is always fair
Clarityjust try and keep your head my friendClarity2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
you know it rules your heart
youre stronger than you think you are
and have been from the start
you can't make someone see the light
that peers through darkened eyes
it's them who are the broken ones
decietful in disguise
there is no fault in having tried
and truth in having failed
it's clear to see the second face
after it's been unveiled
the selfish always serve themselves
no matter what they say
the selfless always end up hurt
as we are just their prey
so be yourself and worry not
let go of your denial
one day I know you'll find someone
deserving of your smile