Wings of Hopeintuition bird, sing bright the dawnWings of Hope2 weeks ago in Free Verse
as blooming secrets
fall soft on mosaic stones;
our gentle vines creep wild as wind,
a wandering metamorphosis:
winter caterpillar, spring cocoon,
summer wings twinged and falling into flowers
before reinventing destiny
harmony garden, keep parched and persevering;
this world will stop one day
to water the seeds
with why, and was, and maybe someday could be--
for now, nature watches quiet
as sun-dust butterflies
collect drifting souls like wishing stars
JuniperSomewhere in the forestJuniper2 weeks ago in Free Verse
an old woman hunches
malachite tatting needles,
of green lace.
Enswathed in shawls
a familiar tincture of moss
she nests below the great cedar
in lichen doilies.
Her hand never dithers
her thread does not lapse.
The twit of her needles
as another trill
in the canopy orchestra.
She does not speak
but if you wait long enough
she's an exceptional conversation.
home.after a while, earth was proof of angelshome.6 days ago in Free Verse
and a silence deeper than earth held us still.
White NoiseThe rain is muted –White Noise3 weeks ago in Free Verse
and in this silent susurrating cacophony,
the hushed sibilant whispers,
like stars singing lullabies clouded
in my ears,
the sounds of the city
I think I may leave my window open
It's All Perfect The shimmering reflection of the trees on the still lake,It's All Perfect 2 weeks ago in Free Verse
Its sunset hiding behind the forest,
The colorful cotton candy clouds add to the beauty.
I snap a photo, it's all perfect.
Stars scattered across the midnight sky,
Connecting the sparkling dots to make a galaxy,
The brightness of the moon is making the world a little more cheerful.
I snap a photo, it's all perfect.
Heart warming fire swirling around the fresh cut logs,
Its yellows and oranges in flawless harmony,
Smoke rising above, the smell of nature flows around the air.
I snap a photo, it's all perfect.
All these beautiful things,
It's all part of nature.
And they don't have to change who they are to look good.
They are perfect the way they are.
Just like you.
Random Thoughts Series: My CatsRandom Thoughts Series: My Cats3 weeks ago in Free Verse
My cats are velvet soft
They nuzzle, purr, prod and mew
While they look at me with their golden gaze
And plump my stomach like a pillow
My cats are sweet and gentle
With their paws upraised like a praying mantis
They demand attention all the time
But they give me smiles and a kiss
The Wild Line Of The SeaThe Wild Line Of The Sea1 month ago in Free Verse
The Wild Line Of The Sea
by Tricia Pattinson
We rode the crashing waves
Filled our eyes with its sparking foam
Listened to its cheers rush in, or its moans
The burning of the Sun's sweeping heat
The passing cloud's relief
More motivation for diving in hiding
The summer on the wild line is too soon out of reach
Away from touch but not memory
My senses have it all ingrained
The blankets and umbrellas watching
The chase of crabs and seagulls
Sand and ocean playing tag
The nakedness of my belly
Like an upside down periscope
Feeding my smile with irradesent light
The invasion of the wild line
Retreats when summer ends
Who could forget moments on the line?
Or, the upcloseness of solid vs liquid
The power of fixed and fluid; logic vs artistry
The beauty and dangers of the wild line
We, who staked umbrellas by the thousands
Aligned on sand floor stadiums
Watched and learned; touched and caressed
The wild line of the sea
Out and AboutMy home is warmOut and About1 month ago in Free Verse
I have everything I need
Matter of fact
No need to leave
I can only stay
To fantasize all day
Mostly about the world outside
What is it like?
What could it be?
But why should I want to go
When I'm right here
I never have a cow
To go outside
What's that sound?
And after all the ruckus came the shaking
In the moment a burst of light
I thought I took flight
When really I was grounded
Something soft beneath me
A realization founded
I knew I wasn't in my home anymore
Rather someplace new
It smelled of honey suckle and morning dew?
Then I look toward the sky
And see a sweet face
I know for a fact this world is my new place
GeneticsPairs Name DescriptionGenetics1 month ago in Free Verse
#1 Dominant black/Brindle KK/KKbr/Kk - Overrides agouti pattern on pair #6, gives solid black coat
KbrKbr/Kbrk - Gives brindled coat
CouldsMountains growing!Coulds1 month ago in Free Verse
leaping over one another!
Warriors and dragons!
kings and queens and monsters!
All them morphing,
So much feeling,there!
hanging right above me!
Anger, treas and melancholy
calmness, happiness and wary darkness!
So much beauty!
So much simple fascination!
And all I have to do,
Is look up...
where the sky is hanging.
Rainy the wolf girlIt was a warm summer night. Rocky was walking in the forest, breathing in deeply the wonderful smell of forest. She listened to her own steps. The moon was full and it's light was shining on the trees and made them look beautifully strange as the darkness played with the moonlight. Rocky was glad she was alone. She knew the forest perfectly well so she couldn't be lost. The wolf girl went to her own little place, where she liked to seat and think. She sat on the remains of an old tree, thinking. She clenched her big and powerful fists. She lifted her head to the moon and-Rainy the wolf girl3 weeks ago in Free Verse
AWOOOOOOOOOOOOO! She yelled closing her eyes.
Branches of the trees seemed to wave along to her calling. The moon shone brighter.
"This is going to be a good night" she thought.
2Świat umiera patrząc22 weeks ago in Free Verse
oczami z betonu i wołając o pomoc
Otyły dyrektor wypija
drinka na idealnym trawniku
powoli zadeptywanym jego stopami
Ptaki płaczą widząc jak ich dzieci zwijają
się z bólu – od zatrucia wiecznie świeżym
Oczy ludzi–krów z wesołym uśmieszkiem patrzą
na ich coraz to bardziej rozrastające się cielska
Piorun uderza i zabija
W telewizji mówią – tragedia – człek zdechł
Ale co z ptakami? Ziemią? Światem?
Kto za nich płacze?
Kto chce ich ocalenia?
Świnie- zamknięte oczy mają
I chrapią teraz w swych leżach
gdy Nadzieja decyduje się umreć
Ktoś mówi – dobrze
nie chcemy jej
W zmechanizowanym świecie nie jest nam potrzebna
Nie jest to prawdą Bo ludzie może i chcą ale Nie Są
Moonpale lady of the moonMoon2 weeks ago in Free Verse
hear me when I call to you
reveal your secrets old as time
you've seen all with star-filled eyes
hidden knowledge long forgotten
laid to rest in cast off gardens
let me know what you have seen
embrace me with your mysteries
SeasonsI love flowers in SpringSeasons1 week ago in Free Verse
Trees are Summer's best
Prettiest are the Falling leaves
But Winters only seem to cry
if not for bird nests
Potoo rhymesPotoo rhymes1 month ago in Free Verse
There was a little potoo
who lived in the forest long ago,
he wanted to look like a tree,
but he was stung by a bee.
The pain was so intense,
so he called air defense,
but the air defense did not arrive
and the little potoo was no longer alive.
she who dances in galaxiessometimes i wonder why we can see the starsshe who dances in galaxies1 month ago in Free Verse
when they lay sleeping a billion light years
i thought i saw my zodiac constellation
tonight; aries, the ram...the liar,
then i thought i saw orion.
it felt nice gazing up at
the stars again under a blanket
of hidden galaxies withholding
mother earth's greatest secrets
Deep Sea WonderCan a whale reach for the sky?Deep Sea Wonder1 month ago in Free Verse
That is how it seems
For the giant of the sea
Aims upward, making waves,
When letting his presence be known
Can a whale dream like we?
Of that one can be certain
We all strive to rise
Even with such strength and stamina
He feels not divine
Can a whale feel desire?
He can see most of the world beneath
Watching every wonder
Beyond the azure floor
But he cannot see enough
Can a whale reach for the sky?
Even with a mere leap
He is like the ocean’s angel
Tho his presentation is short
He can try if he wants to
Tsunamipush-pin epicenters,Tsunami1 month ago in Free Verse
quaking growth, the ocean blooms
like a field of hyacinths, swells pregnant
with half-moon belly
open windowsill, the horizon
Dragonite getting filmed! What do you do!?One night, you were walking at a park with the lights on and you were alone. You looked around and didn’t see anyone around. Makes sense that they would be at home asleep, but still thought that someone was walking around the park. Suddenly, you hear some muffled screams, like someone was screaming for help. You followed the sound and see a sight that you will never forget. You see a female Dragonite, all tied up with vines and gagged by a vine. There also was a camera on a stump and it was filming.Dragonite getting filmed! What do you do!?3 weeks ago in Free Verse
You decide to…
A: Save her.
B: Have “fun” with her.
C: Take her as a slave/pet.
D: Wait for the captor and then submit to him/her.
E: Wait for the captor and then teach him/her a lesson.
F: Turn off the camera.
H: Anything else.
The Price of WisdomYou stoleThe Price of Wisdom1 month ago in Free Verse
But gave me
At times you seem fast
At other times, slow
but you never stop running
Never let me catch my breath
Even when I take my last step
You will continue
stealing and giving
as long as life exists.
The Colors of My HeartI am, Crystal BlueThe Colors of My Heart2 weeks ago in Free Verse
Calm and quiet like the never-ending sea
Gentle yet stormy like the rain above my head.
I am, Old Claret
I dance in the moonlight plaza in an older time
When the times were simple & quiet.
I am, Rose Silk
Soft and beautiful yet deadly like a rose
Passionate yet longing for the day I will be loved.
RosesFallen from the sky,Roses3 weeks ago in Free Verse
In many intermixed hues,
White, the symbolism of innocence and purity,
Red, the symbolism of love and passion,
Yellow, the symbolism of friendship and joy,
Pink, the symbolism of gentility and elegance,
Orange, the symbolism of admiration and attraction,
And last of all, purple, the symbolism of enchantment and desire.
These represent the hues,
Of the roses fallen from the sky.
DarknessTis’ strange to think that the dark can be an enemy, and a friend.Darkness3 weeks ago in Free Verse
It hides truths, better left unsaid. But creates a storm of falsehoods, born through it’s poison that seeps into your mind.
It surrounds you, like a blanket of mystery, and waits to strike when you let your guard down.
It holds you down with invisible hands, preventing you from finding the dangers that lurk within. People always praise light for showing the way, for brightening the day.
But shadows still conceal secrets, even on the sunniest of days.
What is this looming threat that darkness always masks?
What is it we don’t see in light and miss in darkness?
What is the never-ending menace that darkness aggressively tries to protect us from?
Until I can see through its mists of fibs and lies, the dark will always be what it is:
A Walk in the RainThe sky pours openA Walk in the Rain1 week ago in Free Verse
to stop me where I stand,
and I close my eyes
with an upturned face
Wearing a small smile,
cold raindrops kiss my lips
and send a shudder down
I think, This is what I needed.
I’ve felt disconnected
from the world of late, and the rain
jolts me to life again.
God falls down on me,
and I’m whole and at peace
in this single moment.
I don’t care that it won’t last.
God says hello,
and I tell the Lord of Storms
how much I’ve missed him.
He whispers back, And I, you, child.
I smile a little softer
and open my eyes.
I’m lighter of spirit now,
a shot of Life buzzing in my veins,
a quiet burst of happiness
settles my heart
that’s been troubled by a thousand things.
I walk in the rain,
and lightning crashes down in the distance.
I’m not afraid.
I’m not dancing,
but I feel alive—
that I’m not alone,
that I’m cleansed of something
I didn’t even kno