Under the Banks of the Old Oak Tree Under the Banks of the Old Oak TreeUnder the Banks of the Old Oak Tree1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
There was a place that I went to
when I was young.
I sat there to think,
and contemplate life's greatest puzzles.
It was a place so dear to me.
I would cut through
the dirt roads to find it;
I'd zigzag through
the surrounding trees.
When I would get to it,
I would always take a moment
to look up and admire
the height and strength with which
it stood before me.
When I was done,
I would climb it's thick branches,
sitting in the middle
just high enough to see the sunlight.
I'd relax against
the rough trunk,
stretching out my
tired, tiny legs.
Pulling out my pad and pen,
I'd open up the pages
to a world I never realized,
until later on,
was my escape and safehaven.
I learned here the
great art of philosophy.
That was my Hagia Sophia,
my secret place.
I'd go when life
was just too heavy to bear.
I'd go when I felt weighed down
by the things of today's life.
No one knew where I went.
I never did tell.
I wanted not disturbance,
and tag-a-long shadow
Goodra hogtied! What do you do!?Suggested by bubblesishot46853.Goodra hogtied! What do you do!?2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were walking in a city when you heard a scream from a dark alley. You went running to the scream and found a Female Goodra hogtied with blindfold and no gag on her. She tried to look around, but couldn’t see one thing. She then began to struggle and shouting for help.
You go over to her and…
A: Untie her and let her go.
B: Have some “fun” with her.
C:Take her to your house as a slave/pet.
D: Find the captor and teach him/her a lesson.
E: Find the captor and submit to him/her.
G: Anything else on your mind.
You and Sylveon trapped! What do you do!?You were walking a bit, until someone grabbed you with some chloroform and made you fall unconscious. When you woke up again, you were in a dark room. You couldn’t see anything and you were walking blindly until you hit something that felt like a switch.You and Sylveon trapped! What do you do!?3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
You pressed the switch and light turned on. You saw around the bright room and saw a Sylveon just about to wake up. She see’s you and looks around, noticing you and her is trapped in a room with a locked door and nothing else. You notices a box saying “sex toys” with ropes, gags, vibrators and more.
You decide to…
A: Team up with Sylveon and try to break out.
B: Forget her and try to break out yourself.
C: Tie her up and gag her.
D: Make her fall asleep again and take her as a slave.
E: Make her fall asllep again and take her as a pet.
F: Anything on your mind.
Ode to the Seasonsspringtide warmth is tickling toesOde to the Seasons1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
as fawns nuzzle my heels,
urging me forward into
the ocean of fallen blossoms.
petals plunge against my ankles and
buds waft across the meadow
to land, swirling, ballerina-like
into my open hands.
syrupy heat saunters alongside me
and pushes me forth,
onto the expanse of a
night-sky draped, emerald summer.
crickets trill their songs while
meadowlarks nestle in their nests.
i am cocooned in humidity and peace.
leaves change colors answering
the call of time, bright oranges,
reds, yellows, slowly fade to
the same dry wrinkled brown.
the fallen leaves give way to
the great gusts of cold wind,
playing upon the breeze in a
final salute to their former glory.
cold and snow play outside
my frosted window panes,
calling to me to come out
and join them in their frolicking.
Night windNight windNight wind3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
of trash cans
in the night.
FogRolling clouds of wispsFog1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come through daybreak
Shielding sight from what must be seen
Vaguely I can hear whispers
Of voices lingering through the fog
Calling to me
Beckoning me forwards urgently
Just for me to linger towards
My eventual demise
I hover anxiously near the bank
They sound angry
So I shield my eyes
But I can still hear them
And they pierce the bleakness
With silent screams.
WinterThe trees are bare,Winter1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
The winds goes cold,
And the first snow
Starts to fall.
Winter is coming.
Word PictureYour wordsWord Picture2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Paint perfect pictures
Of fireflies and June nights,
Pavement so hot it would
Blister your bare feet
Of singing stars and city lights
The hum of electrical wires and telephone poles
Melting past your open window
Becoming one long line of never ending black,
A slash against the open palm of the sky,
Bleeding clouds and sunsets.
Paint perfect pictures
Of fireflies and June nights,
The prairie grass,
Sharp beneath bare feet,
Of the pond behind my house
And how we would slip between
The symphonic noises and startle at the sacred silence.
The noise of wind in our ears,
A gentle, loving thing,
Speaking of found promises.
Orchids1839Orchids2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
She was a foreign beauty, a Southern belle from deepest Colombia
the headwaters of the Rio Negro thundered past her rocky throne.
I’d given up hope of finding her, the Forest Queen the natives revered
yet here she sat, bold as brass, basking beneath the equatorial sun
her roots outrageously bare, her head nodding in a flamenco dress of petals
striking red and yellow amid viridian moss.
Epidendrum audax, I called her, my brazen empress
and took her home to meet another queen.
She was exactly as Ackerman had said, though nobody had believed him –
how preposterous, an orchid that grew on its head? He had neglected to mention
that she clung to the undersides of cliffs, Sarawak’s shoulders sheltering her
with her gently-drooping head of blue-streaked mauve wafers
while waterfalls crashed down about her.
I christened her Dendrobium tenax, my tenacious bride
and took her home for another bride’s bouquet.
She was an exot
Blue"Gray Sky, Gray Sky! Go away, Gray Skies!"Blue2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
The world wishes for the sky to always be blue.
In the eyes of the world, a blue sky, and only a blue sky, makes for a happy day.
But why would you wish for the sky to always be blue?
If the sky was always blue, you'd never love and cherish the variations of color.
From the pink of a sunrise, on a promising day, to the orange of a sunset, on a day you've wished to end.
If the sky was always blue, would we even be here?
For gray skies, while dark and dreary, brings about life-sustaining sustenance, or, on occasion, frogs and fish!
If the sky was always blue, you'd never again feel the rush as you sprinted to find cover from the spitting skies!
So please, think past the wishfulness!
And next time your sky is covered in a beautiful layer of gray, why not go and play?
SorellaL’acqua scorreSorella2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
E sugli alberi le foglie
al vento d’estate.
Una si stacca
Come per salutarle,
Il liquido marcescente
Insozza quel raggio di tramonto.
La debole corrente
E quella fiamma immobile
Potrebbe essere facile preda
dei pesci ingordi
che popolano il torrente;
Ma quel foglio di rubino
I pesci curiosi
si allontanano in fretta.
In lontananza, però
Già si intravede
Ivi la foglia,
come i capelli di Lei,
dell’acqua che scorre.
18. SpringSpring18. Spring2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love this time of year
It seems so full of cheer
The colors returned
Flowers have now bloomed
There is far more to do
The robins sing
The days are warm
The nights are tolerable
Just as they were before
I love this time of year
Easter is around the corner
Where love is adored
Though you spring ahead,
It’s a much delightful season
The flowers give off
A beautiful smell
It’s just so swell in spring
The rain patters the pavement
The puddles splash in graceful movements
The calmest time of the year
Full of serenity,
Not of insanity
lunaShe took up a handful of the dirt.luna2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was dry,
crumbled through her fingers.
Bony fingers, spidery hands.
Like a moth,
She’d broken through a shell,
Fragile and vulnerable,
Terribly torn from the inside out.
It was cold.
The way that broke through your bones,
nestled up against your chest,
made you shiver with each deep breath.
Like the moon,
Slivers of her cut open the sky,
Wishing she didn’t stand out.
Love heals allTell me did it hurt, did it hurt when youLove heals all2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
told her that you don't care. Did it hurt
you sat there watching her cry. Well, I
well not be like you, I well not let the
scares that torture my soul show. For I
am in love and love heals all.
IDAHOIDAHOIDAHO2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was the brightness
the blue blue skies
I never saw a cloud you know
not until I had left and looked back
through the images,
there they were, small clouds,
dotted around the blue blue skies
I became more fierce, I felt,
to match the fierce heat
and the fierce cold of the land
I would mainly hide in the brightness,
emerging at times to stun
In that lifetime of this life,
The Whole InternalThe space between trees is theThe Whole Internal2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
viewfinder at the beginning of
time. In and out, exchanges
for visions lost across deserts
Inside, the rattling of
Outside, the wailing of
When the roots strike gold, leaves
mourn their summit. Height does
not bring the heavens to them, they are
brought to the heavens.
An elevator ride
away they rebel with fury: their downward
journey, a picture found between twigs.
And they kiss the soil.
“How do you feel?
You lose your leaves in the fall.”
“It’s a sad thing to be ill.”
064. FrostTiny water droplets064. Frost2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
drift off from the sea
to form patterns on my window
that flash their pearly-whites at me.
Winter birdsWinter birdsWinter birds3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
(a poem in prose)
Deep pale sky,
Autumn is poor in the sun.
Among naked birches
In unknown tongues.
Ended carnival procession
Started white winter dreams.
Swaying branches of trees with cones
Waiting for the first snow.
A Breeze For Your ThoughtA summer breezeA Breeze For Your Thought1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bringing cool rain
An autumn breeze
Reminds the leaves to change
A winter's breeze
Might bring snow
A spring breeze
Will always tell the ground to grow
windblowntouch me,windblown1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
toss my hair
and caress my face
like only you know how.
i close my eyes
and i lift my head for you -
let me feel your gusty breath upon my skin.
you murmur and growl,
you press forcefully against my chest
and brush your cool fingertips over my sides
and around my thighs.
i arch my back,
i unfurl my tail,
and i open my wings for you;
fill them up,
lift me into the sky,
hold me in your soft embrace.
i am weightless.
like an eagle, i rise in circles,
like a vulture, i quiver from side to side,
over fields and forests and city streets,
like a harrier, i glide,
like a falcon, i dive.
the others do not understand,
as they walk by,
the grin you've stretched across my lips -
they think i am standing still.
it is a secret we share,
you and me and the soaring birds -
perhaps even the clouds -
and no matter what i say,
and no matter how far i stray,
you always return to me
with that same skin-shivering passion,
even when all my other lovers
have gone away.
(© 2014 Ca
Storm Trilogy - Storm's RavageDawn illuminates the suburbs;Storm Trilogy - Storm's Ravage1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Damage is now revealed,
From where night concealed
The storm’s ravage…
Trees torn and tattered,
Cars crushed and crumpled,
Buildings left in bits
And streets all shredded.
Support crews appear.
Restoration will begin
For all that remains,
With mere lament for the lost
Despair grips the suburbs;
Assaulted by an F-5,
Many may be trapped alive!
Imprisoned in rubble
They yearn to be salvaged,
Suffocating and praying
To see the living light.
Shouting and writhing
With whatever is left,
Clinging to uncertain hope.
Time passes in the suburbs;
Though rescue is progressing,
Time is ever lessening
For the absent residents
And their families’ faiths.
Many curse nature,
Some condemn fate,
A few deny its reality,
Yet all harbor a common consensus;
The suburbs will never be the same.
Destruction is a cruel reality.
We acknowledge its existence
But don’t believe it could befall us
Until coming when least expected,
Rattling our lives forever.
Rainpitter patterRain1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sounds that tell you it's here
the sweet smell
the cooler temperature
of a great day
rain boots in a puddle
colorful domes we are under
to keep us dry
the dark clouds parting
to a blue sky
red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet
double rainbow in the sky
sounds that are going slower
to a sunny day
The Wolf's songA wolf prowls the night,The Wolf's song1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
And fills it with a beautiful song,
It might fill you with fright,
But, it won't be long,
The song is a call,
For wolves around to know that he is not far,
And before the night falls,
And the last of the twinkling stars,
It will come to a stop,
The song will be along,
But, it will be heard everywhere nonstop,
For it is The Wolf's song