IgnoranceBehold the songbird,Ignorance5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
how he flits and flutters,
tweets and twitters.
As happy as can be
among the trees of green.
In his bliss
amongst the trees where he exists,
he sometimes feels something is amiss,
but these feelings he is quick to dismiss.
For why disturb the happiness he has attained
with feelings of worry and doubt.
Within these trees, a life he has sustained,
a life spent flittering and fluttering about.
But if the songbird grew brave enough to see,
he would know the forest trees are meant to deceive.
That the land of freedom he grew to know,
was all but a show.
If he really knew what his home was,
what a tragedy he would be forced to gauge.
Beyond the trees he would find glass...
Glass that forms the walls of his cage.
Golden GrainI see throughGolden Grain1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
The rolling seas
Of golden grain
To grasp the Sun
For years, they yearn
And weep, alas,
Their gilded king is ill, and lo,
His grim advisor emerges
The palest mimic of glory
In a broken mirror of a man
sandy creaturesThe boys are playing,sandy creatures2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I am cringing from these
frigid waters. The grains beneath
my feet have nowhere to go
but everywhere, and I am
tiptoeing between these sandy
mounds and aspiring dunes.
The boys are tackling
and roaring, rolling and
rolling until their bodies
are just sandy creatures
of mirth and glee. The sand
is in my mouth, and I’m not
sure how it got there.
The waves roll in and
I smell the salty breath,
stinging my nostrils in
the sweetest way. The
water is cold, so cold and
the sun is bright and I am
Following A FairyYou peered at meFollowing A Fairy3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
From beyond the window
&& I followed you out, past where they come at you with fire
“Toxic, toxic, burn her, burn her”
You flitted to the wetlands and settled down
&& I followed you out, into the water; long past where the villagers roam
It puzzled you, because cats often don’t like water
But there I was muddy paws & all, captured by your beauty.
AyePoWriMo, x)and on that floppyAyePoWriMo, x)1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
was the quaternary code
of a life
and its little glitches:
personality, hair, eyes,
told in the bleeps of
adenine. thymine. cytosine. guanine.
a pinch of uracil.
watch it download down
to the codex of beginnings,
to a blooming (0,0)
The cycleMenacing grey cloudsThe cycle2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can be seen in the distance
About to bring the cold water
To this dry land
Feeding the rivers
And allowing the seeds to grow
Turning the wasteland
Into a plain full of life
And making nature's desires
Come true for now
Until the clouds go away
Vanishing like smoke
The plants wilt and die
The animals leave
Forcing the land to wait
Until the heavenly rain returns
Re-CyclingMy heart lies deep within, buriedRe-Cycling1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
By the very beings whose life
I daily sustain.
When the rain comes, its cycle finished,
Their plates are full and their cups overflow
But they thank me not with words.
They thank me with tall buildings,
Metal erections that scrape against
My outstretched throat.
They thank me with jarring vibrations,
Causing the most deadly of waste
To fall in places unprepared for such toxins.
Their lands dry up, and plants cry out
Asking why their mother has forsaken them,
Not understanding my plight.
I have been trapped
By these beings whose lives depend on me,
Forced into a cycle of unending death.
The trees bend to my will,
Storms rock the seashores,
And men die by droves.
But my purpose is life,
And as my heart beats loudly,
My tears grow the grass tall.
Fields grow plentiful once more,
And again they forget.
They continue to attack my roots.
I cry out as I try to hold the world together.
I cry out as the heat burns my head and my feet.
I scream as the pain becom
Chasing GoldDeep in the wealdChasing Gold1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
where the wild river crankles
and forgets the slip of your name
on its heavy, harsh breaths,
I trace callous-chiseled fingers
across the tomentum paths
of an early-ripening skeg
and watch the sun chase chrysography
across leaves shivering
with the weight of new beginnings.
ButterflyButterflyButterfly3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
a poem by Artsy-Dannie
Butterfly, oh sweet Butterfly,
spread your wings, take to the sky!
Butterfly, oh sweet butterfly,
your fragile wings to pleasing to the eye.
Butterfly, oh darling Butterfly,
you're beauty so lovely, but you seem so shy.
Butterfly, oh darling butterfly
you make me smile and don't even try.
Butterfly, oh beautiful Butterfly,
you bring joy to the world when you fly so high.
Butterfly, oh beautiful Butterfly
you bring joy to us all whenever you come by.
Seasons of LightBlinding-Seasons of Light1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
To witness life
Cherry blossoms bask below
Deep as oceans
A balance for the branches
Reaching towards an eternity...
Don't let go...
Hold on... just... abit... longer....
Feel the warmth on your limbs
Even when colorful tears
Emblazoned with agonizing crimson
Wet with cerulean sorrow
And golden on the wings of a someday
From the eyes of yesteryear
the stars that map my cheeks are infiniteyou say i am madethe stars that map my cheeks are infinite1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
of the moon
when i was fishing
for good luck
in the bayou
Betrayal of ColorsAmong colorsBetrayal of Colors2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
their voices spark
as a curious call:
what have they done?
yet they know
of no anger
for I can only hear
shivers of dull tears
how they silence
that get lost
in the mist
the roars of chains
get ever so louder
and bark is enslaved
as variety – fades
~ Nino K.
The BlanketAnimals grow extra furThe Blanket2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Birds, their extra feathers
Humans, a layer of fat
Sparse summer grass
Gives way to thicker growth
Nature pulls a protective blanket
Over all in its domain
Feel oneness with the earth
Sea(son)-SeekerI search for SeptemberSea(son)-Seeker2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the soft crunch of
sand between my toes,
the sky tipping,
into the sea.
October falls red
like leaves haloed by
light bleeding through afternoon branches.
November chases me back to the sea,
tossing, turning ships like dreams
in a fitful sleep.
December finds me
with Spring on his mind
and Winter in his eyes;
snow blankets the land,
dull white calming away
sorrows of blue.
January, ever cold,
breezes through my days,
as I quietly, tiredly yearn
for a sky dipping behind the horizon,
blue merging with blues.
I sleep through February,
and March passes me by.
To April I wake
with flowers in my hair;
thoughts of the cool waves long lost
to the tide of the sun and the moon.
May brings Summer to my steps
and laughter to the air,
lifted spirits soaring,
the sky a touch from nea
Random Poems Set 1I am born on the start of the autumn breezeRandom Poems Set 11 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
where the flowers shy away
and made room for the ice to stay
calling my heart a home.
the winter fallen, yet rose it's splendor
the ice yet creating beauty within
it's transparant shell, it's sinking in
the heart where there is an open door
SempervirensHyperion burrowsSempervirens1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the shallow depth
of smokebrea(d)th men.
(We are whispers in his wake,
mirages that glimmer and fade
in the fall of a pine-needle eyelash,
we are will-o’-the-wisps.
and we’re gone.)
But in his circle,
inches mingling with inches mingling with inches
mingling in acres and acres and acres –
the intimate dance of the redwoods.
(We roll in with the fog,
lapping off leaves
thirty stories high,
so crucial to the underbrush
and the canopy we left behind,
and dampened leaves,
musty, musky petrichor,
are the only hint that before the sun took its place
it was cold and dreary.)
And as the tide rolls on,
the earth rolls below it,
the fire rips up the feathery bark,
The forest feels every shudder of his branches.
(Pando laughs at his pride,
quivers with ancient mirth,
wisdom rippling through hectares of life.)
You will find
that fleeting moments sustain eternity,
rainCan we walk in behind the rainrain1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
as it meanders ahead of us
singing in the trees of the field?
Can we traipse the halls
from which it descended?
Can we translate its dialect
known only to the princes of Heaven?
Dark TortureThe darkness looms above the flower,Dark Torture1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
The shadows mirroring the corruption inside.
The water is gone, torn away in an instant,
A choking thirst cruelly gifted upon the figment of beauty.
The silence carries on through the still battles,
Creeping into every crevice, inside and out.
And the life, the life graciously beheld upon it,
Stolen, and left to wither.
Introduction: WiltedThe rose is wilted,Introduction: Wilted2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
it is still beautiful.
It has been battered about,
It's color has faded;
a shadow of its past.
Seemingly broken beyond repair.
And to some, it would be.
But not to Jesus.
To Jesus, the rose can be fixed.
Nothing is beyond the healing of Jesus;
a shepherd who gardens.
We are like the rose;
battered and broken,
but can also be healed by Jesus;
a shepherd who gardens.
DragonsWings gliding through the airDragons1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Talons as sharp as a fine blade
Skin as resistant as a shield
Roars that shiver the bones.
Whether scaled or leather
These beasts rise above many others
With a fiery spirit dwelling within
Awaiting a challenging fight to come.
When they approach where they go
Barely none stand to them
Except the few bold and brave
And even then, no one stands to them.
Their teeth are like daggers
Stabbing down into whatever they sink into
As hard as forged steel
Their bite is one to be weary of.
And the spirit they hold
Wild and truly belonging to none
Is what makes these creatures,
A temper consumed by flame.
Their strength is unchallenged
None can compare to their's
For they can break the strongest warrior
Like he was non' but a twig.
Their wisdom uncompareable
Known to only that of their own kind
They grow with knowledge,
Every soar they do.
Untamed and unbroken
Few can compare to their nature
Their domain is far-stretching,
From the air to the earth they rule.
Assassin of the Moon (E1, P1)Chapter 1: Reverse Threat.Assassin of the Moon (E1, P1)1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sound of my feet echoed throughout the cold, dark night. They collided against the concrete floor as I kept sprinting. At every millisecond, I gasped for air. I don't know why I was still running. Maybe it was because I knew that I was still in danger.
Tired and out of breath, I sat down on the street and leaned against the wall to catch my breath. I closed my eyes, trying to relax. Trying to cleanse my mind; trying to reach a state of replenishment.
"Hey!" A voice boomed in the night.
I ignored it. I was too tired to react. Too out of breath to speak.
"Insidious scum!" The voice continued, "get outta here. Now!"
I didn't care what he said. I'm tired now. Not later. Not in a minute. I'm tired. Now. So I'm resting. Now.
Then, I felt a cold, sharp object pressed against my throat. I looked up at my enemy. A Worthian. He was considerably larger than me and knife that he bore was a small meat knife. Likely to be a makeshift weapon. It was much sharper than it
indusThese constellations grasp at my eyes,indus2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
tugging me away from this magnetic earth,
and I soar through the air like a comet
with no tail
as if I’m sailing back towards the
Kuiper Belt where I was born.
But I am no comet, no.
I am nothing more than
interstellar dust, drifting
between stars and planets,
quite like that earthy dirt
beneath your feet,
but me? I am LUMINOUS.
Or maybe I am nothing but
Careening towards the Maria
of the Moon to make my own crater
where the lava used to flow,
and call it home.
I am magnetically bound and
I am magnetically found.
This lithosphere anchors my heels
and I gaze up, up, up
at those iridescent lights
and I wonder.
Dandelion and DaffodilAt the exact momentDandelion and Daffodil3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the dark city threatened to pounce
On me once and for all
Something made me look down
To see a sunny, shaggy dandelion
Shyly smiling from its little home
Where the sidewalk met the street
A row of daffodils nodded as I went by
And I knew I was saved