accompaniment to sorrowwindaccompaniment to sorrow1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
chimes a delicate
to the tune of
as they tumble.
twist and tryst
in the mist of dawn's
grasp, seeking out
shelter in pockets;
in one another,
out whispers through
and the land
as we slowly fill
her empty spaces.
Dark Lightening night has hemmed the world in dark laceDark Lightening 2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the clouds sing her a lullaby in the rain
but in the darkness
storm horses have twisted themselves into black monsters
that roar in the night
and the lullaby decays to a constant growl
of palatable tension
braced for the next thunderous cry
as the titans of the sky exchange blows
that flash through the obsidian heavens
lancing across the black tapestry with malignant, startling light
and for an instant it is as though day has descended
the sky alight with a twisted reminisce of the sun
so bright the world is decolorized and strange
the bones of the earth bared in violet light
bleached and skeletal
silhouettes under an electric sky
before night crashes down with thunder
and dark descends again
Irn BruGlistening amber,Irn Bru4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
sherry of the North Sea.
in the veins of Scotland.
50- Winter's Strollher long skirts drag along the ground,50- Winter's Stroll5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
ripping and tearing,
leaving behind the precious white cotton.
Natural LoveGreat god of what I wish to seeNatural Love1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
Comes to me
'Tis always there
With all aware
I stand before a great tree
Filled with specks that flee
Only to spread its aura
Remaining above the forest floor
A speck lands in my palm
Where 'twould rest calm
Given a colour by Mother Earth
To ever have dread averted
Ev'ry leaf from the flowers
Is never ashamed enough to cower
Ev'ry one with colour and no flaw
A form so raw
In perfect shape
Like a perfect body
Bearing a tempting colour
Like ever-clean skin
And the tree like the mother
Of ev'ry perfect lady
Lonely StarsWhere have all the stars and the sunshine run off to?Lonely Stars5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have they gone somewhere, far high into the heavens
And left us, with this unforgiving dark deep black?
No, they are here, in our hearts.
And I pray to the falling stars
For a wish
To cure all hearts and stars
And allow them to return to the skies.
RSVPsilentRSVP4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
but for the dust falling
from spent sky
giving it's dying breath
to romance an awaiting Earth
PhotoDay's last light atop orange manePhoto5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lions, unperturbed by the flash of a camera
A Hundred WingsIt floats in the arms of the winds.A Hundred Wings3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Inconsistency is it's only constant
and lack thereof is it's only
concept of true love.
It has been shaken loose from its stem
and thrown into the gusts with no preparation
save tiny fragile wings with which
to make its way.
There were a hundred at the start.
One crushed in the ripping from its home.
Another faltered in the harsh wind.
The next shattered against a fellow seed.
Ninety-six more tiny wings stole
from their sockets in the chaos.
It burrowed itself into the muck
of the spring rains
and clutched tightly to the one
fragile wing which shone with
some unearthly glimmer in the sun.
The little seed shivered beneath the lifeless
life-giving mud. The sun
crept black in the hidden sky.
But it pulled ever closer
the tiny wing and drew strength
from the crushing weight around it.
It felt itself breach the surface
and in a moment the drizzle had swallowed it
deeper into the muck.
It crawled, its cracked shell falling behind.
It felt its tend
CreatureOne little eye, one inch wide,Creature5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
One little life as a three pound mind:
Look up for a time, just beyond home,
Out in the darkness of space we float.
Distant stars, ballroom dancing,
Waltzing galaxies, the universe entrancing;
More color there than can ever be seen
Bursts, too, in dust forming every heartbeat.
The iron of asteroids condensed with the sun,
The iron of the mountain rests in our blood;
Plant and animal seem descended from one,
Every individual fuzing when seen from above.
Cutting its teeth within its own flesh,
The Cosmos remunerates consciousness,
And yet through the pain, pleasure is sought
In one little biosphere love has wrought.
The Hunt of the Unicorn- reuploadedDeep in the forests of old,The Hunt of the Unicorn- reuploaded5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
hiding in her woods, never to leave,
she shys away from the plight of men,
left to dance beneath her trees,
A wise beast from sea foam and the moon's silver light
a pure white mare with lions tail,
bearing a single horn long and gleaming
the most pure for all the world to hail
Her forests never lose their luster
her trees leaves never fall
The animals bow at her cloven feet
for with all her heart, she loves them all.
Though generous and kind to her forest's creatures
from man's cold hand and harsh glare she hides
the hearts of men are ridden with greed
all her power to elude them, her forests they never find.
Her horn like twisted taffy,
out of all the most pure,
murky water she turns clear with a simple touch,
any wound or sickness she will cure.
Soon the likes of man were wooed by the tale,
the magic horn, the wise beast had honed
All the noblemen wanted nothing more
than the horn, to make it their own
Through every forest they hunted day and night
TaurusThe white bullTaurus1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who was slain
He is the symbol of bravery
Standing before danger
With his horns gleaming
His head seemingly steaming
His enemies have surely paid
With their lives
The Birth of the CardinalTwo bluejays kissedThe Birth of the Cardinal1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
One blushed crimson
FixationFrom the day we are born we look for things to entertain usFixation5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Jumping from one fixation to another,
Each time believing it could never get better,
And then it's lost.
Like wind-blown leaves mixing in with the vibrant colour of death
That lies already crunching beneath our feet.
Yet we still believe our next fix will be found again,
So like hound dogs we breathe in the scent of our dying addiction
And begin the search again.
In these moments of friction, when our co-operation with the world dwindles
And we stand on shaking legs against the river's current,
We start to question our purpose.
Are humans simply dolls set nicely in their place?
Expected to do nothing but take what they're given,
Are we a lost case?
What is the essence of life, when we strip it to it's core?
And if we do, will we see ourselves as 'people' anymore?
What would change,
If we could stop time in the moments before the world went to hell
And just watched?
I would pull up a chair for me and you too,
So we could absorb
Hummingbird's SongHummingbird’s SongHummingbird's Song5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
By: Michaela Seabrooke
A Hummingbird flickering through the tree.
Where I have chosen to reside.
This Hummingbird chirping it’s sweet song.
It’s fast wings fly at the speed of light.
Soft feathers of jewel tones.
Fast, deadly wings that cut the air that I breathe.
The small shadow in my view darts from flower to flower.
Chirping all through the night, you tell me of friends.
That are similar to you, you show them to me.
His chirp sounds similar to that of a shriek.
His throat looked as though it was cut.
A deep ruby throated friend, with wings black as night.
Another whose chirp is that of a flute lilting in the wind.
A midnight blue encased it’s small feathers.
It blended in with the slowly fading daylight sky.
It disappeared in the dark night sky.
Now a shadow of darkness flying with the stars.
Dancing in the shadows and singing with the stars.
This bird’s song is silent and quiet.
Not loud or sweet like the ones before.
His feathers a
the road towards autumnthere are songs crunching under my feetthe road towards autumn5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
the rough callouses on my heels caking with cold mud
there is a lane in front of me that has always seemed endless
rolling and stretching through trees and blades of grass
i am carrying suitcases that are fuller than they were two months ago
weighed down by rocks, letters, string, paint, and water
freckles adorning my hands, the pink colour fading from my skin
there are memories in my chest, of tears and laughter, sunlight
of fireflies and turtles, hares and coyotes
my back feels weighed down, the red and green of canoes reflecting in puddles
my body is full of these things, always carrying, always remembering
always singing and feeling the heat of fires, the distinct hum of the forest
a guitar buried underneath a decaying picnic table
walls covered in notes from twenty years ago
the river soaking into the palms of my hands, curling my hair
summer fills my bones with these things, imbedding them in marrow
and the road towards autumn leaves them s
They dancedI watched as the stars danced in the moonlight,They danced8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
They shined with pride as the sun died.
I wish I could be like them,
Sparkling when no one could judge them,
but hiding when they could.
Happy as can be, the moon watched his kids.
He was lonely until they showed up,
every night he would wait, shining in pure bliss.
They all laughed and danced till the sun was over the horizon.
It was time to say goodbye,
The stars disappeared and the moon stopped shining.
The sun shone brightly and day began,
but the moon was happy for he would see his friends again and dance the night away.
I went to bed and got to sleep, so I could once again,
see my friends and dance once more.
The elk with branches for antlersThe elk with Branches for AntlersThe elk with branches for antlers11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
January 13, 2015
I was alone today
Wondering around, finding new places,
Discovering new things.
I kept a field journal
Jotting down ideas and things I find.
Most are ordinary items,
I was going my normal route.
I looked up and spotted something,
It looked like an animal;
But wasn’t certain.
Carefully I walked closer
Making sure I wasn’t to fright it.
It looked like an elk,
But instead antlers,’they were branches srouting
From where the base of the antlers started.
It stood still
Birds nestled within the branches,
I sketched it in my journal
Writing down my observation,
After sketching this creature out on paper,
Insuring that it was indeed real.
It looked at me
Slowly turning from profile view,
And simply walked away
To another part of the world.
It made e think
About what other creatures lurked within the shadows.
Hiding so well
That you would have never noticed
Unless you moved closer,
Or opened your eyes.
Faded ShadowsWe take lifeFaded Shadows5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything we see,
From the largest mammal
to the smallest insect,
They will fade
we care enough to help.
that deserve to live.
For if they fade into
They cannot be returned.
StormlineStormlineStormline5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
The song starts with the flutes whistling,
and a soft tap, tap, tap, from the snare drum.
The flutes get louder while the gold of the cymbals crash,
followed by the bellowing bass drum.
The cymbals flash their colors again and again,
followed almost immediately by the bass drum, boom, boom, boom.
The flutes have been joined by the other woodwinds, their high pitched squeals accompanied by the relentless tapping of the snare, tap tap tap.
The cymbals bloom more and more in sync with the bass drum,
playing in ff.
With one last crash of the cymbals, the music dies until the flutes are whistling alone again, only matched by the tap, tap, tap of a single snare drum.
Soon, even that ceases.
With the flutes quiet, and the snare towards the end of its song,
the people leave the safety of their homes.
As they examine the damage done by the storm-line-- trees ripped from the soggy ground, power lines that were no match for the wind-- they watch as the storm moves towards the next town.
WaterRiverTreeFlowerGrass FallAutumn SandDesert.WaterRiverTree3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
WaterBeach FishWater SharkLaser!
A Citizen's Shopping List-To hatch into this world, the bright sky to once again be new and glorious! Your new life to be one upon the green, green grassA Citizen's Shopping List4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
-You settle for eggs.
-To live carefree on the open range, grazing without care, the sunlight on your bare, toned back
-You settle for milk.
-To get lost in fields of wheat and tall straw, but not fret because you have no burdens to which you must return
-You settle for bread.
-To bathe in a clear river where you can wash your clothes, while fish brush past your knees, searching for something
-You settle for laundry detergent.
-To have the sweetness of night come and go as it pleases. A cool home in which you can read and drink, while the crickets are chirping only a single wall apart
-You settle for sugar
Your car awaits you, and you approach it with bags full.