ElementsLightning that cracklesElements1 hour ago in Free Verse More Like This
A blinding white light
In its path of destruction
It's simply a fleeting moment
A light that shines brightly
And spreads it's warmth
So that buds can blossom
Into beautiful and loved flowers
It connects hearts together
The water of life
Sustaining every living thing
The cool ripples are healing
Yet the icy cold touch freezes
And it shatters like glass
A wind that takes many forms
A gentle breeze to calm
A strong gust to push forward
A whirling gale to fly through
A raging cyclone to destroy
A flame that envelops the soul
Leaving everything in crimson
And the igniting spark of fire
That created the burning spirit
It gives off an intense heat
The earth that keeps us safe
With its natural protection
It rises up to strike or
Opens up to swallow all
It's shield is it's gift
Darkness that howls in the night
Stalking its prey in the shadows
It bares its fangs to devour
Until everything is shrouded in
A nothingness of black midnight
Poem of a wild flower I sit here in my meadowPoem of a wild flower 3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I look on to see them
Pansies, tulips, peonies
I am just a single wild flower
No name just Wild flower
I am fragile and sweet
Surrounded by sharp thorns
Some one tried to pick me
They stained me blood red
I am no longer pure
I am stained
I watch as the flowers are picked
Yet I remain
Here in my lonely meadow
31. FlowersRed tulips31. Flowers4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Quickly lose saturation
Petals dry and crinkle
Stems wither and become stale
. Weeping . Nature .Water falls on my cheeks.. Weeping . Nature .5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
So gently and swift.
I gaze up and the ominous sky, and wonder why it cries.
Crying so hard for those who hurt and desolated it so.
I feel its pain longing for the flowers to bloom and clean air blow by.
Trees sway in remorse and branch out reaching for the sun.
Long to grow and flourish once more.
Oh why is the world warm when its supposed to be cold?
Why we must forget and dirty it so?
If we remember how it used to be good and pure then we will flourish once more and ever be so grand.
TimeflowTime is like a river.Timeflow7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fast and deep like the Danube
with whirls to trap unfortunate souls,
starting hidden in mountain's gorge,
dissolved in the sea.
Warm and steady dividing a city,
Seville's guardian Guadalquivir
goes forward into Future's embrace,
to Past when tides turn.
Lazy and slow strolls the Thames,
s thousand grains of wrong paths taken,
the murky past lies deep, forgotten,
what stays is its smell.
Gurgling and clean through the country
the Killik carries its icy load,
refreshes tired bodies and minds,
the careless it drowns.
You are the Autumn"You are the change that we need; a transition from the freezing heat of Summer to the burning cold of winter.You are the Autumn8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
An oasis in the sky; you arrive to the party late, maybe 9 months after it started. But you bring all the right things; pleasant clouds that swirl in violet haze, brilliant sunrise mornings that are often missed because of the heat of the summer morning, and a small bit of ice.
At first, your ice isn't too bad; as you hold it in your hands in the sky, everybody down on the land just barely feels it. The cold mixes with the air in the sky, and when it blows down here it is nice and cool, but not too cold. They enjoy that, but you don't. You don't like holding the ice, but you don't want to just drop it out of the sky; it might hurt someone.
So slowly, you begin to lower it down, and nobody seems to notice at first. But with each passing day, the ice gets closer, and the world gets colder. The trees change color, animals stop coming out, and people begin wearing more clothes.
Strong WindsEveryone can hear and see it,Strong Winds21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
from their houses or inns,
it is quite powerful,
those noisy, strong winds.
WindAs the wind wanders byWind22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel contented
As I gaze at the
Beauty nature brings
To the lowly world.
I wander with the wind
That flies ever so gently.
Our wanderings take
Us to unknown places
Of this lowly world.
The wind slows as
I tilt my head back
To get one last breath of the gentle wind.
Just like the leavesJust like the leaves in fall.Just like the leaves22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
My tears fall.
Just like the leaves in fall.
My eyes change color.
Just like the leaves in fall.
Just like the leaves in fall.
Just like the leaves in spring.
I gain strength.
Just like the leaves in spring.
I become new.
Just like the leaves in winter.
WitheringYour petals fall fromWithering23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your stem, to
The soft blanket of grass
I'll miss you, my
You have turned brown,
I'll still wait.
Wait for your return,
88/365 - March 29, 2015Hands sink into moist soil88/365 - March 29, 20151 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am close to my Mother Earth
Nurturing and cultivating the seeds
Delicately transplanting the seedlings
I baptize the roots to encourage growth
Confident and assured stems and leaves are
Planted in the most marvelous way to
Gain favor of every ray of sunlight
This is my Sunday worship
We've built this garden together, A Temple
It blossoms into vibrant greenery
and provides subsistence
Through dedication and commitment that
Brings us closer to one another
on the path to The One
Theme Prompt - GreenGreen has been jealousy, yes.Theme Prompt - Green1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
But green has always been
Just a little bit more to me.
Green is the scent of life,
Of things growing and thriving.
Green is alive on our planet.
Green is also riches and ease,
Comfort knowing you are safe.
Green can get you what you need.
It's never one-sided, this color,
Just like most of human experience.
Don't lock things into one concept.
there is a bluethere is sunthere is a blue1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
warmth now too
shriveled (skeletal trees
come back to l(if)e
) buds appear
there is a blue
above me and you
not dead just dormantweary child, listen to your mother’s call. hear it-not dead just dormant1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
listen to me. listen with your bare feet, to the song,
the song coming up through the cracks in the soil.
lie down, amongst my green rot. lie still, until the roots creep up,
into your lungs. let the moss amuse itself, tickling over your arms,
flowers bursting to the rhythm of the drum- inside your ribs.
allow me to weave you a grave, soft as sunlight.
isn’t it better this way?
i am old, yet my oaken arms still strong enough
to carry the sky. i have sung for a thousand years. let me sing to you.
lost child, heed my lullaby. come to me. let the madness, the fungus,
the little drops of lethargy, the dark-earth melodies-
rot you. yes, it is better this way.
you will grow for a thousand years, and dream of
splitting the blue, between your dripping fingers-
this is a promise. let me sing you to sleep.
THIS TIME I'LL SEE IT, I'LL SEE IT FOR SURE!“This time I’ll see it, I’ll see it for sure”THIS TIME I'LL SEE IT, I'LL SEE IT FOR SURE!1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
I announce loudly, importantly.
As my mother shakes her head in dismay
“What if you fall asleep again outside?” she says.
“I told you I’ll see it!”
There’s no stopping me.
She goes back in.
The house, swept into darkness, stands behind.
Sniff, sneeze, cough, hum, recite, revise, rewind.
Hence, I pass my time.
My eyes droop down, head slops to the right.
Vulnerable, I take flight- into the woods.
The woods, deep woods, dark woods.
The deep dark woods.
Afraid? I’m not!
Driven to my core,
I’ll see it!
There’s no stopping me now.
I flutter through the trees,
Skim their trunks, dart past the branches
Stop dead at some sound.
Scared? I’m not!
Flared, I am.
I chase my time away.
One, two, three hours have fled.
My aim is set.
Stay awake! I tell my mind.
Back in front of my house, I sigh.
Another hour to pass by.
I gaze at the sky
The sky that cradles the stars,
Light and DropletShattered into a myriad,Light and Droplet2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
the lance of light streams through a
momentary droplet, suspended in wait to see:
the destruction, deconstruction,
of a once unified canon, split into the myriad.
In every direction, and in every colour, go infinitesimal needles of light,
from the source:
Once a ray and a droplet,
EvelingOh hello universe.Eveling2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Heed me no mind,
I was but basking in the glory
of the wonders you sometimes
That girl you made?
I love her. Of those
nights alone I dreamed?
This is where I wandered.
In case you hadn't seen.
I'm happy for her success,
and I love that she is happy.
She achieved exactly what she wanted.
Therefore, thank you,
for providing that scene.
But she's moving on now,
she's moving her way up.
And I'm just not on that same path.
I'm stuck here and now
seemingly reliving my past.
I wonder why sometimes-
and of your sense of humour-
for me to dream
as you deprived, and led along;
to let me feel,
like I have,
why did you have to make it that girl?
I'm only so strong..
To taste when I starved
to drink in parched state
to have something to hold you like fate
I've spent the majority of each day in a daze
thinking thoughts of this girl
as I dream up the ways
we will share our time as it strays
on a bank of a river
in a cabin of logs
as we spend our tim
ParadiseMarch winds and April showersParadise2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bring swaying flowers, twirling bees,
Happy trees, and sublime hours.
The sun's ancient power
Has cured the winter freeze,
So sweet is the breeze
And the water never sour.
In warm March winds
And cool April showers,
For a slice of romantic heaven
Will soon be ours,
A blossom filled paradise for two.
Calling OceanGoing to the beach,Calling Ocean2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dog, water, apples, and jeans rolled up.
Walking on the beach of wide, brown sand
And no horizon.
Sand, mist, then sky. Not even sand,
Just reflection of the clouds and blue.
The ocean comes up slow,
So slow that you don’t expect it.
First your feet are dry and then
The water rushes up to your thighs.
So much for dry pants.
Shrieking, there is no running away
As the water pulls the sand from under your feet.
Walking slowly up so that the water
Just hangs around your shins.
Then the urge comes.
To lose yourself.
Lose everything, and
Splash, deeper, deeper,
Into the sea.
It calls, the rushing water,
Calls for you to
Jump to its arms where
There is nothing but
And the jeans rolled up to your knees.
But the water sucks out and
The urge is gone
Leaving a regret that
Is sucked out, too,
When you find yourself
On the sand
With freed legs
And a dog
And the ground beneath your feet,
Calling you home.
Sun ShowersThe cool air contrastsSun Showers2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
With the bright sun
As snow near rain
LandlockedThe ocean brine, foaming about and rising to the surface, breaking and bubbling before it can do anything other than go back down.Landlocked2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Salt spray: sweet, kelp, waves. Abrasive. Sunburn, salt in a wound.
Taste of lemonade, and sand between my toes. Neverending green, blue, shades.
Kiss of salt in the air. Dry summer breeze. Reminder of lives long past.
Heavy boulder stones, sharp jagged hiding. Careful. Slip: blood under water.
Floating effortless. Art form. Painted. Rowboat. Shapes. Sun burning. Ever present candle. Flame. Sea.
Dream in the clouds. Red sun setting, red at night. Sailor's delight. Old rhymes. Remember the stories.
I have never been to the ocean.
AutumnThe cold wind grazes against our skin,Autumn2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
We smile at the sky,
The vibrant red hue-
Dances upon our faces,
The rain falls,
Tickling us with it's
Tears, I smile with-
Utter joy, she stumbles
Over a puddle and I
Laugh quietly to
But she keeps stumbling,
She falls this time
Terrified, with self-
Pity, not wanting to reach
Out for me, her face cries
It's an ugly cry, like
That of a hiccuping walrus
It's covered in decaying leaves,
Her smile is only a fractured sight
Of what it was before-
"But I reached out for you?"
I didn't smile
"It was already too late."
THOUGHTSThe whistling wind and thunder,THOUGHTS2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
I sit in the rain and wonder…
- Nicole Vermaak
TwistedThe world where she livesTwisted2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
is a dark and empty void
she wanders aimlessly
searching for the path
trying to hold her ground
without a light to shine
her eyes trace the sky
hoping to find direction
but the stars are hidden
a blanket of storm clouds
lay across the plains above
the rain has yet to fall
she can smell it on the wind
that cuts across her face
and she is caught inside
trapped within the funnel
circling, ever circling.