imitationbut the night sky isimitation10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
never black, it's
always navy blue
and i don't know if
that's the moon's doing
or the streetlights'
one-way ticketthe city fades-one-way ticket10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
we cut the clouds,
and paint the ground white.
but the blue is thin
and the paint peels
Low Newton-by-the-sea, October 2014 (18th - 24th)a)Low Newton-by-the-sea, October 2014 (18th - 24th)17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
(i.e, Day One)
Ocean burst first
from eggs called seashells.
The Kraken, a baby prawn.
Ceramic fans from pre-Japan
opening up the primordial pearl.
softens to pub-food Swiss cheese.
Barnacle pastry breaking, cracking
open to reveal dinosaur-wells,
excavating the latticework of the sea.
Underneath are the oceans that separated
to rock pools. Rebel lakes who
cut the murk-mahogany woods underneath
waves. One such “weed”,
an octopi’s maple leaf,
lies shipwrecked on a driftwood-dry shore.
The stalk of a crab, breathing out
deep blue treacle from its crimson roots.
The beach thins to a kitchen knife,
stretching into a submerged point
before everything becomes liquid.
the foamy fat.
(i.e, Day 2)
The sun lumped
a dollop of overexposed butter
on to the sea, blinding me
to go the other way.
It’s a mini Gobi,
wet desert safely near
the Blue Drink.
The wind shoves me forward
WoelfeSage mir du kluges Tier,Woelfe19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
ist dein Rudel stets bei dir?
Gefährlich und schön ihr seid,
macht sich die Nacht am Himmel breit.
Doch seht ihr des Mondes Licht,
stört euch auch die Dunkelheit nicht.
So heult ihr laut und heult ihr weit,
und andere Rudel wissen sofort bescheid.
Dieses Revier gehört nur mir,
wer es will der kämpfe hier.
Auch die Mythologie blieb dir nicht fern,
so höret Geschichten vun Hati, Sköll und Fenrir.
Canis Lupus so nennt man dich.
Manche Leute sagen: "fürchte dich!"
Doch auch ich weis,
was die reden ist nur "scheiß"
So sag ich dir du schönes Tier,
in meinem Herzen bin ich stets bei dir.
Storm Trilogy - Storm's RavageDawn illuminates the suburbs;Storm Trilogy - Storm's Ravage19 hours 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.
Saying GoodbyeSaying GoodbyeSaying Goodbye20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
We waited every day
For the return of warmth and life.
We had enough of being encased in a frozen tomb.
The trees all stand at attention
Waiting to hear the command "come forth".
Finally a bud.
The small beginning of a leaf.
Soon a green covering can be seen over the bare branches.
Then a sound we had forgotten,
Leaves clapping in the wind.
They stretch out fully as if waking from a dream,
Happy now to be where they should be
And are meant to be.
The summer winds and rains blow by
As they hold on.
They watch us enjoying it all
Happy that we are so happy with them.
Too soon for us though comes another call,
Life begins to seep from them
Back down to the roots.
They wither and moan at the loss.
In a last gasp
They display their inner beauty for us
As a goodbye kiss
Before they let go
And fall down.
All becomes deadly silent
As they lie cold and lifeless,
Waiting for the white burial shroud
That will soon cover them.
rain angellie down on the smooth footpathrain angel23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
it has been warmed by the sun for
lie down and feel the heat against
your back and the ants that begin
to crawl through your dry hair
and read the sky
spread out your arms on the footpath and
into the roiling black heavens
just wait there, wait until they
open upon you
blotting circles pattern around you until the sky and the path are painted the same
but for a smiling rain angel where you lie
sheltering beneath you
and that strong, heady scent of petrichor that surrounds you
everything becomes wet
carbon, concrete, chlorophyll
the tickling ants run for shelter and you
let this all-consuming deluge wash you away
forget the nuances of a crowded, bustling life
money, jobs, responsibilities
for just a few minutes while the warmth fades
you don't need to be afraid
you are a child of the earth
and free your mind
when you are done and drenched
Cold sunCold sunCold sun1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
(a poem in prose)
Talk about last autumn.
Maple leaves faded,
As for black-and-white movie.
And the cold sun.
And a cold heart.
Silence on both sides.
In the present -
The rustle of leaves under your feet.
Into the Greythe high wind carries on the breezeInto the Grey1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
the white beneath ferries out the grey
at the tops of trees the leaves are screaming
not for angst but rather joy
here so far below it seems so slow
but clouds like men do thrill to race
they lord above the sheets of cosmic ochre
as forests shiver loose their mortal coils
ghosts are calling in the gloom
the bright and effervescent glee
where dark and light make love
and Wōden leads his dance in the skies
to mortal eyes there lies deceit
promise of suspense in highborn welkin
the cool eyes of gods look down with scorn
or so our common wisdom goes
but we impose upon the sky
waste away with questions why
rape her with our fetid fantasies
spoil her with our mortal eyes
take hold your mind and bind it there
let the beast cut through the man
and see the layers with new light
you will feel great power there
as the dark hovers ‘for the light
sweet alchemy makes air precious metal
you will lose yourself out in the wind
and learn to be and be at eas
What I AmWhat I AmWhat I Am1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
By: Mako Kurokawa
I am the wind that flows through the heavens
Gusting through the supple tree
Breezing lightly on the new grass
I am the lightning flashing down from the sky
Lighting up the land below
Crashing thunder in my wake
I am the fire that razes all to the ground
Burning like a super nova
Devouring everything in my path
I am the water of the raging ocean
Pounding against the shores
Dragging the weak into my depths
I am the earth solid beneath your feet
Feeding the land vitality
Holding the creations up
I am everything around you
And yet, none of it at all
RightRightRight1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
By: Mako Kurokawa
Swallows fluttering through the grove
Drops of dew glittering on the grass
As the sun shines down brightly
On the pines' pewter needles
Above the brink of the brake
A lone wild lily stands still
Silent as the doe walks past
And quivers at the touch
Of the morning moth
Who lands on the leaf to rest
The sun travels across the sky
And dusk draws over the wood
The first stars prick the dark
As twilight falls on the land
And the shadows fade to black
ExtremesFocusing solely on extreme view points is usually a sign of unhealthy thinking and is often used as a distraction from personal healing and progression.Extremes1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
TeleversePointing a video camera at a television screen, towards itself, creates a video feedback loop that I believe reveals a representation of the multiverse. The video camera represents consciousness. When the camera (consciousness) is moved (changed), observing parts of itself and simulating self awareness, the other dimensions become visible. All dimensions are connected, echoing eternally from a single point.Televerse1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rainpitter patterRain1 day 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
Going UnnoticedFrom the weeds in the yard,Going Unnoticed1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the prickly vines on a rusted gate.
From the little black spiders on the wall,
to the beautiful webbing they create.
These are the unacknowledged, magnificent parts of nature.
Introduction, Slime Dark holistic, emptyIntroduction, Slime2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
zenith of the utter nothing.
Backdrop of a burning bolide
castrates into a flittered colossus,
extinction of old white in the peripherals,
space dust milling about. . .
Of panther and wolfOf Panther And WolfOf panther and wolf2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are the wild
speaks the white fur
we rule the night
speaks the black pelt
our friendship lasts forever
as we strive through the woods and plains together
we shall never divide nor die
as we have the power of the divine
who wants to conquer us?
should better run to hide from us
my pack stands and fight speaks the wolf
let me teach them stealth suggests the panthera
to learn how to sneak and lurk
and let my pack protect you dear
for you are our friend do not fear
speaks the wolf the leader of the pack
let this be our vow
to never let one of us alone
strive together until the end of time
and seal this with our paws
of the panther and the wolf
Heat is a thiefThere is no such thing as cold, only heat.Heat is a thief2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feel it slip away from your head to your feet.
Heat is like a thief that can't be caught.
And it makes you feel completely distraught.
To stop this thief there are things you can do.
Such as warming yourself by peeing in a wetsuit.
You hat to watch as heat goes.
But science says it has to flow.
Heat is a thief that robs you blind.
So a new heat source you'll need to find.
Heat can transfer from thing to thing.
But touch it too long ad you'll start to sing.
There is no such thing as cold, only heat.
Feel it slip away from your head to your feet.
Inspired by the crazy antics that go on in science class
The Wolf's songA wolf prowls the night,The Wolf's song2 days 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