Moon CycleRare pearl in the sky,Moon Cycle6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are ever-changing,
Eluding my grasp
As you dance
In your smiling arc
Around the world.
Like the tide,
My heart is overcome
By your gravitational pull;
my darkest nights of the soul.
All I can do
Is to watch
Until you come full circle.
The Little FellowsI bought a house to fill another's needs,The Little Fellows6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
just a simple little house to give them a shelter.
On an impulsive inspiration,
I also bought some food to go with the house.
Again, nothing fancy,
nothing that'd make a dent in my pocketbook,
just enough to provide them a meal.
Driving home through the snow,
I didn't dawdle,
My dinner was waiting,
and I had yet to give them my gift.
Once at home,
I stopped a moment in the snow,
then ran inside and cooked my meal,
took my seat by the fire,
and waited for my gift to be found.
It took a while,
but they soon came,
the little birds to make their claim,
and dislodging snow.
It was supposed to be spring,
but it still snowed,
delaying the birds from building their nests.
For that I felt sorry for the little fellows,
for with the snow they had no home.
Though free on wings,
they still suffer the weather.
The price of wings,
is that they're miserable, cold fellows in the snow.
NutritionWhat was once a tableNutrition11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
of sweet greens and succulent meats
has become a table
with things scraped off one's feet.
Soot litters everything,
and the flavour suffers deeply.
Not even the rats eat the scraps,
as they scurry about creepily.
My muscles burn and my mind weakens
as I choke down this unworthy gruel.
I feel like a pig at the slop bucket,
being whipped just to be extra cruel.
I remember when I could enjoy my food.
It had such a variation of taste.
Now with the new products released,
it reminds me of plastics and paste.
I try to eat the final forkful of this failure
with all the strength I can muster.
No condiment could save this meal,
not even the most flavourful mustard.
My senses can only perceive
a scent of gunpowder and salt.
I immediate vomit up my supper
and curse whoever I can find at fault.
My throat feels scratchy and dries
with the bile and acid that now rise.
What's the point of keeping these supplies
when he who eats it dies?
Astroanut, calling from Soilthe astronaut landedAstroanut, calling from Soil17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
on a nylon moon.
the walls of net allowed no entry
he had a frail bronze skin,
so had a suit of emerald.
and six twig legs were
state of the art, back on Soil.
a giant monster,
jeans and pink and t-shirt,
attacked him in sudden, accidental savagery.
now the astronaut is shutting down,
all in the name of letting a giant
get higher than he needed to.
on yesterday's sunset (the one on 14/4/14's sky)now the skyFactory shuts down,on yesterday's sunset (the one on 14/4/14's sky)17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the matte of warm gold
halts into a Romanticist painting.
on the blue pastel canvas
the chalk runs away from
Jupiter's suds of beautiful clearance,
preparing the aeroPavement
for Night's star-studded high heels
to clatter down, and for her
pet constellations a nice
place to trot too.
#a6d6e7cyan ghosts#a6d6e718 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
in midday limbo;
between divine morning
and cold, starlit night.
White LandPixies all dressed up in whiteWhite Land4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dancing such beautiful dances
Floating and swirling in such delight,
There are so many chances
Join in the dance
Twirl all around
This is their land,
But we can join the din
Fluffy and blank
Perfect for filling in
The land like milk,
As well as ice cream
Somebody pinch me,
Because this must be a dream
Lightning on the SerengetiLightning on the Serengeti9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the lightning on the Serengeti,
a black-speckled storm searching for prey,
hunting…there! Now, an arc of rapid energy
ready to strike. It will not get away
from me because I am the lightning on the Serengeti.
Forgve PoemForgive..Forgve Poem10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Should I forgive the sins you have committed?
Certainly those can not be forgotten too easily
Day by day,
night by night,
I remember your sorrowful actions.
I can not express the unfurling actions you have made.
They are too much.
I can not handle them myself.
Should I run away and forget about your sins?
or should I forgive you and live with the sorrowed pain sketched upon my heart?
oh, my fragile heart, is it nearly broken.
it can not take much...
why do you do those things?
I wonder day by day why you have committed those sins
to the one you had loved.
did you not love me far enough as I loved you?
Perhaps vengance is the answer
but I simply can not.
Because I have loved you far for too long.
Those emotions plastered against my glass heart, prevent me from thinking
or doing awful things.
You saved me..
But yet, you ruined me.
You have failed me, my love...
I... forgive you..
For I have loved you far too long.
MintThe snowMint11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
04.12.14 - hometo think, that one day i might see a04.12.14 - home41 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
redwood in person, close
enough to drown in its height, and maybe
even find hospitality in its girth,
sometimes it’s too much for my heart to hold
The Stars And Their StoriesThe Stars and Their StoriesThe Stars And Their Stories9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It pounds against the windows which are obstructing its path. The roar outside grows louder and louder as the banging on the windows continues. The sound it emits before it strikes is similar to the sound of the roaring waves as they crash onto the sandy beach, however, unlike the waves which fade away as the tide sucks them back, the roars and crashing outside does not cease. Sticks and bits of wood fly and hit the glass of the window and the sound reverberates throughout the whole entire room. The banging never ceases throughout the night and peace will only come when dawn arrives. Until then we will have to endure the storm and all it has to offer and hope that we do not lose our lives to its merciless grip. Trees fall in the distance with an all mighty thump however its destruction does not satisfy the all raging storm. It tears down everything in its path not sparing any building or tree it stumbles upon. Only time will end its destruction and we must a
Raindrops"Raindrops"Raindrops11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
From the sky
Washing away tears and fears
That remain soul bound
To the ground
They are the elixir
From which all life grows
They bring a peace
The raindrops sing...
Humanity vs. AnimalHumanity vs. AnimalHumanity vs. Animal21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Incense flowing down the steps like a tear of bliss from the corner of my lips, gravity lifts the smell to the olfactory. Golden light in sight begins to seep through the bleeding night as it gently turns into daylight. In my sight I spy a magnificent bird with outstretched feathers like an angel from the translucent rain soaked window from the night before when the blast of storm happened. Life unfurls before my eyes, drama, peace, gossip, hate and I suddenly realize that all but one of these traits is exclusive to humans.
My Autumn HeartIn the spring of my life musing I wait for the cool fires of autumn, I wait for you to set the trees ablaze, cool flames of orange and red earthy and brown but never dead... brilliantly they dance across the green greens and the tops of trees no animals flee, they want... we want.. to bask in their warmth.. your warmth and bath in the cool breeze. so please darling with haste.. the taste.. you should tease and end this shift of the seasons in my heart.My Autumn Heart1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This