The WatcherI lay here,I lay thereThe Watcher13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to cry
but I can't shed a tear
When did this all happen?
I run and hide,
no hugs for me, please
I'm soft, but rigged
Voices anger at me,
but not for me
I am loved,
They wish to be me
free and wild
But all I do is
I don't speak
for I can't speak
waiting for a hand
I am just a cat
A Foreign TravelScoped visions of enchanted enclosures,A Foreign Travel10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
change in the moonlight.
Changelings shift in the night,
as blood drips from the red moon.
The feel of experiencing the moments,
is an untellable sight.
Some beings even like to dance with delight.
Creatures in the shadows stare,
installing great fright.
Despite the evil,
this place is just right.
MoonlightDrawn by the opening, a dweller’s open gaze,Moonlight13 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
Haunted by the lurking, the fable one dazed.
Substained by fight by day as light,
Brings question upon reflects at night.
The Garden of RarityUprooted veins of ones segmented life,The Garden of Rarity10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
are shattered by the clashing waves,
Unprotected visions of a dreamless sleep,
are drowned out by thunderbolts.
The crumbling tree of life trembles,
by the folly of man.
Throughout all of time,
mentality, morals and great deal of things,
have been lost by the evolution of man.
Beyond the moments, mankind has kept few things,
some of which isn't correctable.
Damaging pain is the result of those without control,
in the biding nature of duality.
Connections of impurity within humans,
bring out the worst and rarely the best,
in each other.
In this place of peace and prosperity,
such rarity is the norm.
Greatness is discovered by the purity of ones being,
not the judgement of others.
Beauty, true amazement is found not by sight,
but by the feel of another's soul.
Not even the bitterest of blizzards,
can break the high spirit of hope.
For within this place,
it is truly full of wonder.
The sight alone is magnificent,
Waterfalls creates an
A Moment Lost To The HoodoosA moment so stillA Moment Lost To The Hoodoos15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
that I could hear the beat of rocks tumbling
down off of the canyon walls
and the Hoodoos that loomed all around me.
The Hoodoos, their profiles odd,
seemed almost Suessian in nature.
Far older, though; a little more ominous and weird.
And their gaze was that of an old distant relative:
tolerant of rambunctious children,
but ready to be left in peace.
The melting ice in the rockfaces was causing split stones
to lose the grip that they'd held since a time when
Cambrian seas flowed over these mountains and deserts.
The rocks would fall, one by one,
and you would hear it bounce down the canyons.
Pop pop pop pop pop.
I was frozen in my mind with how quiet and alone I felt.
A raven flew over, hundreds of feet above
but still I could hear the soft perturbations of air.
Its wings left behind eddies of sound in the otherwise placid morning
like pebbles thrown rhythmically into a perfectly still lake.
And suddenly that still lake turned stagnant-
CloudsCloudsClouds17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or are they
Captive BearA captive, in a prison of luxuryCaptive Bear17 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
Constant supply of food and water
But one thing missing
Freedom of nature to explore
I sit only to please those watchful eyes
from a species that could come to my demise
Stuck behind bars,
Four walls and no ceiling
The thought of trees, and mountains,
birds singing and water flowing
All from reach, drifting from memory
No longer have i the motivation to entertain
to move from my slumber.
I wake to eat, and sleep of consumption
Under the glistening sun,
that so often mocks my freedom from above
The clock spinning in constant repetition,
of the next days rise
It’s never a surprise
I stare out between metal bars,
my paws make markings in sand
Etched to form words,
that i pray strike resemblance
in those, oh so little human eyes.
The Evolving EnvironmentTranquility transcends beyond the notion of understanding.The Evolving Environment10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Through the stars in the heaven's,
above the vastness of the beautifully deadly darkness of space.
A frequency is understood by a cosmic force of extremities.
The sacredness of life is constantly challenged,
adapting and reforming to create a new universe within itself.
Deconstructed nature reconnects itself a new form each time.
Even after the death of one others replace, for advancement.
Life is special in its way of providing,
a replenishable source of survival and can never be fully extinguished.
Masked BeautyAlienated in a world filled with unknown things.Masked Beauty10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A pilgrim in an unholy land of hate.
Pain flows in the rivers of blood.
Nonetheless, peace can be found in nature.
The calm cooling winds,
the softness of the flowing rain,
and the gentle comforts of the Earth.
Humming songbirds sing a tune,
of eternal happiness from the soul
The softened steps of woodland creatures can be heard,
when focusing with both mind and soul
Forevermore, peace amongst the chaos of the unknown.
Catching SnowflakesSnowflakes fall, above us all,Catching Snowflakes13 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
frosty Leafs, i stood before.
Snowflakes fall, we dont ignore,
We stand together, at the door.
Snowflakes fall, above us all,
frosty thief, i catch and adore.
Snowflakes fall, we dont ignore,
We dance together, and explore.
ROSENe dérange pas le Dieu EscargotROSE3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Compromis sur la Rose
La terre tonne au poète qui clame
Autour du Vent
Forest of DivinitySilver gushes,Forest of Divinity10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
of a vibrant green
that covers the ground
and makes the sunlight gleam.
Expanses of land,
Vast beyond dreams;
Running past the raised grounds
Intriguing and fearful sounds.
A mist settles
Lightly caresses, emotional tresses
that it highlights.
Slithers over the carefree ground;
Magic settles over the earthly mounds.
As you step over the clouds;
as you see this scene profound,
your eyes glisten with soft resound..
You see the place you have found.
Forest of divinity; as it is called.
Haven high above carry it around.
It is place of stupor and dreams
laden its trenches with wishful streams
of wondrous ecstasy, taken from
tangible emotion, it compounds
into a force of life that you see;
The forest of divinity.
Sleep and rest now weary traveller,
you have walked all your life and
you're here; Above the clouds and in tears;
Tears of both sorrow and joy, hues of purple and pink
litter the sky. Now you shall lie here
for an eternity;
Forever drowned in natures
Of Summer IICogs and wheels and yawns,Of Summer II10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the urge to eat the foothills, the feathers,
the fingers and hands and flesh,
to stain your only
- - -
Summer's sweet nonchalance
a solid, wistful spore
spreading GreenHeart parables
like the barefoot missionary
knocking on screendoors.
riverThe river is pureriver12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
it devours the earth
and lovingly disgorges it
StagioniL'alba di stagioni di morteStagioni20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
rompe il silenzioso procedere
con secchi boati di fucile.
Inutile è il dolore
per il tragico destino
di fatali incontri esistenziali.
Gli errori perpetrati dall'uomo
alle fatiche del creato,
ritornano con ciclica incoscienza,
mentre il cieco istinto di morte
i crisantemi in ricordo della sepolta Coscienza.