Untitledfire erases.Untitled13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Set patterns of ink on paper
blacken and curl, consumed by bright trickles of flame.
And after the heat and light have perished-the fleeting flickering beauty-
all that remains is scattered smoke and blank black ash.
breathing, burning and rust are all types
Anti-Depressed am i taking the pills because i am flawedAnti-Depressed 13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
or am i flawed because i am taking the pills?
do they make me happy when skies are grey?
no, because the weather here is like this everyday
what is real is foggy and dark like the eyes that judge me
but never make it past the manufactured packaging, labels
neatly printed along my sides, almost like the ones on my
little orange bottles that rattle in my purse and make people
look at me like i am already in a hearse
Love Is Not A RoseWe have fallen fastLove Is Not A Rose14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
And pray to God it lasts
I leave out roses in a vase
To demonstrate my love
But roses wilt and begin to fade
And I don't want these feelings to change
The rotted roses are thrown away
And I want my love to stay...
I know some days I'll be broken
Lost in battles I can't win
But you have to know my love
That you ease my suffering
When roses fade
My feelings will never change
When the rotted flowers are thrown away
My love will stay
And when darkened clouds pass over us
Know that all I'll need is your love
You fill my heart with strength
So that I never give up
My love, shall not be represented
By a flower that can die,
My love, shall be represented
As an immortal entity in life
Always staying strong.
Love is not a rose,
It will not decay,
It will not change,
It will always stay
Untitled In the end,Untitled 14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
my deepest regret was not
that I failed, but that
I failed you.
Untitled88, 14Untitled14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
you disgust me
unreal, I need it
leave me alone
Spring Dreams of SummerSpring Dreams of Summer15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
North Florida roads
Lined with beautiful flowers
The water lilies'
White blooms fill the shallow ponds
The Oaks and the Pines
And late leafing Pecan trees
Are filling my eyes
With a thousand shades of green
Life is re-surging
And deep in her warm desire
Spring dreams of Summer
black coat butchersThose long black butcher jackets, brown shirts and death hats, alligator gloves and snow crunching military boots, the threads, the universal uniform of death…and yet years on they have become known, associated so closely linked to titillations in association with an element of those destroyed, a feat only retrospectively enjoyed by muscle flex flicks of a few decades ago. Remembered not with the same respect, revulsion, fear to some, not as kings but it is laughable how the fascist has become a bedroom fascination, fashion, clothly kink.black coat butchers15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
In addition to eroticization, having only dying old men and rednecks over armies to remember you, quite embarrassing if I may say so… and your own people just look back in shame, as the final blow. Greatness? Thousand years Reich? Ridiculous, those you persecuted walk the streets free of your tyranny, go about their days without a thought to you…You
Vah do KeizaalLes terres de la province enneigéeVah do Keizaal16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ensevelissent des héros nordiques.
Vainqueurs, par la force et le sang versé.
Les graines du mépris sont fatidiques.
Naîtra la méfiance, régnera la peur.
L'exilé doit taire ses dons magiques.
Derrière ses pas bourgeonne une fleur
À travers l'hostilité et la haine,
Innocent lys jaune en quête d'un cœur.
Le vent de la société se déchaîne,
L'ouragan mortel veut déraciner
Les indésirables et flore en peine.
Mais le lys fleurit avec l'exilé.
What it means to be humanLife is a game that everyone plays,What it means to be human16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The journey will be different
But the ending is the same.
We’re born, we live, we die.
Though life is a struggle,
We do as much as possible to survive.
We run into challenges head on,
We get back up when we’re pushed down
We fight until we win,
That is what it means to be human.
fish and childrenSummer sailorsfish and children16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the park
vacation, brief, from war
They look down from a little bridge
see fish and children smiling
Sailboats in the pond
Day is bright and world is green
Soon they must return to grey
Might come back no more
Lancelot Price 2014 July 29
Lemon ShinePollan:Lemon Shine17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
(on the ears)
dropped in a bucket
(full of dirt -
dropped while Daddy remakes the garden)
(I’m a child, crash-landing, a mouth full
of fluff that blew in the wrong direction)
wet wet wet
(splashing in lake,
(and a noontime sun)
Sunshine - A colour heartfelt Sunshine - A colour heartfeltSunshine - A colour heartfelt18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
a question given true light shining through five fingers,
back of hand, a dark silhouette.
waves of linear shades momentarily backwards,
clear that the face receives.
Imprisoned by luminance, taught by shadow
Go Back Home...Go back home now, wanderer,Go Back Home...18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Follow your Ariadne’s thread to safety.
The tug at your heart, listen to it.
To the place where all started, and your dreams are alive.
Retrace your steps through this wasted lands,
Where nothing grows, where nothing lasts.
Back the treacherous path, already half past.
To the castle where the cobwebs grow in size and dust.
Open the trunks, let the lights dance free…
…shining bright inside the night…
To your books of spells and your fantasies…
Because you feel something moving in your depths again,
Missing that mystery you can’t find out here.
Return home now, wanderer,
Follow this faint calling only you hear.
The passion with which you answer, don’t deny it.
To the place where you belong, and that was left for a mistake.
Gift to BigBlackHatManWant to go into the Wild West,Gift to BigBlackHatMan19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Get the history that made all happen,
Into making this day come true!
In the Wild West,
There might not be a lot of things to know about,
I would say,
That is far from the truth,
As there is one cowboy,
With a heart a gold,
And hat just as big.
Round up your horses,
Gather the cattle,
And pack up,
BigBlackHatMan is here to teach you,
About e’ old west!
Through the old times,
Of how young America became,
Beyond the trials,
And the bullets and cusses filled the air,
Forming this land!
Here it proudly and quick,
Is just as like the old fables,
That goes swiftly into that sunset,
And rousing the dust high,
Never to be seen again.
Never Satisfiedthere's only so many thingsNever Satisfied19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the human mind
can decide, to which
the human mind
can find ways to apologize
to other people
the soul though
we don't talk enough the soul
and what it wants.
what it craves.
often times these cravings
don't satisfy the romance
and some times we bank on the romance
so we sit looking at the different
and we're never satisfied.
the heart and all its glory,
written in all the poetry,
forged into all the prose.
focused and cared for.
rebellious in nature, its unforgiving.
Take what you deserve,
what you want,
what you think will satisfy
So we sit looking at different
and we're never satisfied.
the world is waiting for youbulletproof. fairground.the world is waiting for you19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the world is waiting for you,
forget to dodge it.
1. in the fog, the eye sees further than we understand. the body changes,
advances, relentless, cannot be stopped though the mind refuses, rejects.
the fingers, the elbow, the feet, in every instant, already tracing the future.
2. we try to carve a moment of silence
(looking out at the roaring sea)
3. a) you brought me here and
I count the hours
b) until we must part
4. some trees
grow on rocks in the sea,
their roots exposed to the salty wind.
rocks peel like rotting wood, dead skin
melting into sand. we are snakes
guarding our shedding places.
5. imagined stillness, premeditated interruption of our time.
our pencils scratch at the truth but time is inexorable,
invisible, like the wind buffeting this island, and we forget
only until it catches in our sails.
6. lie down. (let’s pretend) the world is waitin
hopHippy hophop19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never stop
I am the best
better then the rest
I never give up
so I am blessed
I can be beat
yes oh yes
but i never give up
so I'm the best
I hop I hop
I never stop
I am the best
and I never rest
obsession love disorderChocolate covers my great, glory face.obsession love disorder19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Candy reminds me of how sweet you taste.
I will destroy any love, happiness
That comes your way, I'm your only source of bliss.
I broke every light that you found in our room,
I broke every light that you found in your cage.
You are mine, without any doubt- you feel dead.
A caged bird is always nothing but itself.
And then for once I let out a little spark,
A spark that announced the countdown in the dark,
The terrorist attack that once blew it down,
The cage that I kept you in, my only crown.
Once the king overthrown, you may be shown some light,
But then you look back, with my face full of fright.
I wonder why I ever kept you inside?
You wonder why I thought you would ever lie.
Chocolate covers my great, gory face.
Candy reminds me of how sweet I taste.
You will destroy any happiness and love
That once came way, I rot day by day.
You took every light that I found in my room,
You left every light that was found in your cage.
You were mine, withou
FlyIn this broken world,Fly19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wings have fallen, shattered.
Despair looms in the shadows.
But together, we can dream.
As long as butterflies have wings, we can wish.
We can fly home.
pumpkin coach pulled by hell demonsroving packs of cinderellaspumpkin coach pulled by hell demons12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
are tearing up the sidewalk
cement sine waves
with cracks here and there
and sexy in-betweens
there are also gold flakes from god knows where
SoarStaring through the windowSoar21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the window staring right back,
what are you waiting for?
The world is watching.
The world is waiting.
For you to open the door.
To stop closing the gate.
Just open your eyes.
Realize there is no time to waste,
because there is only today.
For, tomorrow is never promised.
So what are you waiting for?
Lock the gate one last time,
unlock and open the door.
The wings that belong to your heart,
always deserved and were meant to fly,
An ode to pencilsAn ode to pencils-An ode to pencils21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A single shaft
Made of wood,
Led, and rubber
Can take you to a world
Unlike any other
A creator and destroyer
Demonstrating the ideas
Within our minds
And within our souls
All you need to do
Is gaze through
A hidden eye
And see the world
As it really is
It's all revealed
With a single pencil
The LambSleeping with lionsThe Lamb22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
takes more courage than you’d think
would be found inside that little lamb.
Snowy white with dewy eyes;
who’d have guessed such a feeble thing
would grow to be the mighty ram?