.green children.5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
up and out
of their beds -
the sun smiles,
and reaches down
to embrace them
.the rabbits twitch.1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
in their sleep;
of red bitten necks
wet with spit,
the birds dream of their eggs
and runny -
the mice dream of hearing
that tabby cat scream
as the teeth of life rip
StarfallHeartbreakingly,Starfall5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
unseen in agonizing silence
with no one
to memorialize them,
starfish begin to disintegrate,
dissolving into star dust
which we may unknowingly
breathe in through the
pores of our skin.
Nature reflects nature,
while dead stars
fall blazingly from the sky
in depths perhaps darker
more clandestine than the
entire span of universe
Astoridea break apart
like fireworks as they
begin to evaporate into the air.
When celestial bodies
recklessly plunge to the Earth
the whole world gapes in awe
as if witnessing miracles
but as sea stars
perhaps less gracefully,
more subtly yet possibly
with farther reaching consequence,
are ripped apart as if by
some internal centrifugal force
there is no one left
to recollect the incident,
no applause or tears,
no wishes made upon
their depleting bodies.
Even as they die
they strive to crawl away
from their decaying bodies,
one last grasp at life,
maybe a plea for immortality.
at break of dayDawn rolled in through the garden gate;at break of day2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
we watched pink fingers grasp the edges
of her heather carriage as she emerged.
Sorrow of SongsunlightSorrow of Song5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
morning ocean blue
over rippling waves
which once sung
though now cry
fractured and broken
to be trawled
from the deepest
where musical voices
away from home
they must go
torn from families
that circle deep
sending distress calls
as sun falls
from the sky
from eyes of Vaquita
has now become
Little OwlShy leaves sway in windLittle Owl4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sky bleeds, raindrops
the flowers huddle together
A gentle breath from glass lungs.
A little owl sits
high above the world
eyes flicker back and forth, see
the light of a forgotten moon.
Wind chimes echo, scatter
acrylic sun rays
birds peck at the empty shells
of once loved soliloquies
SpraySpraySpray1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
in a pool
Crystal, sky blue
in the air.
Clear cloud white
bubbles bursting with
warm summer sunlight.
The cool beauty
against your skin
takes your breath away.
No Fury Like WomanNo Fury Like WomanNo Fury Like Woman1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
No man alive can play dumb
Why the weather bureau gives a woman's name
To a tropical storm
When eventually either comes
She is a raging tempest
Bound to wreck his home
The storm bears woman's fury
And the man must leave them in a hurry
But I stay calm
No storm has the name Puabi
"Please come and rest with Puabi, beloved."
Last GaspLast Gasp9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the sun glowed a deep red,
just enough to color the inside
of the room a deep mahogany,
stripes of color on the walls.
And the clouds formed in the distance,
just enough to cradle the sunset.
And as if by magic, the rain fell down,
undisturbed by any wind,
undisturbed by any thoughts.
And I watched in great longing,
wondering what the world has
left for me to witness,
for even if I can not leave this room,
I can see everything just outside.
I watch as the color fades from the sky,
and the mahogany turns a brilliant lapis,
and then to nothing.
As the clouds reflect the last gasp of magenta,
As the world fades to black, the rain dies down,
reflecting what little color remains,
and then I turn on the lights.
childhoodchildhoodchildhood4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
house shadows withdraw
in the warm brightness
with a cooling breeze
across the dew
soaked grass under
my bare, wet feet.
I Want to Swim with the DeadI close my eyes,I Want to Swim with the Dead4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I can see
Crawling upon the shores
In an angry curl
Spiraling out of control
With its vicious mouth
Spilling white foam.
The rolling sea
Roars and howls
Than the sonic booms
Of volatile thunder.
It craves to drown
Every human that
Foils its waters.
Once you step in the
Bottomless shade of the crawling monster,
There is a chance
That the seaweed will happen
To wrap itself around your
Like a wrangler
Roping in a ravenous animal.
The sea will
Take that seaweed rope
You will be heaved
Into the dark.
The sea is a place
Where no one will see you
As the gloom
Seeps into your mouth
And encases your lungs
In a tight
Breathtaking hug of death,
And you thrash and flail
Your useless bony arms,
Though you are too deep
To make a splash.
Where no one will hear you
Scream in panic
Because there is only a
Small gurgle emitting from your
Accompanied by a flurry of
SundaySunday is the fun day.Sunday5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is a great jolly day.
Spending time seeing,
The splendour of the bright Sun;
Advancing towards the charming
brightness of the blooming
flower with a sweet fragrance.
Summer Night SongHalf past midnight I draw up the blindsSummer Night Song6 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
and open the window to a playful wind,
cool and inviting.
The sound of it crashing through the trees
like ocean waves on the tide
is the lullaby that lulls me to sleep.
The busy rustling of rabbits
and calm burn of jasmine incense
lets me know that all will heal
and give way to morning.
Lonely CurbsLonely Curbs1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
He looked at me with blue eyes
Street lights washed a hue of deep orange, over
Blades of grass,
Tall buildings covered in glass,
A blue lighter that only sparked,
And smoke that billowed like white, Silk from a cigarette.
Keeping company to lonely curbs
We talked for hours, in snow
He looked at me with blue eyes
My hands covered in gloves too big for me,
But they weren't mine
His wrapped around now cold coffee. But sly smiles and orange light kept us warm
Held tight in the bleak grip of reality We saw hope
And sat around its fervent flames to delude the harsh truth of our lives,
If only for a second.
He tilted his head down
Cocked slightly to the side
Slumped his shoulders toward cold pavement
And looked at me with blue eyes,
That burned a scare into my memory.
He used to look at me with blue eyes And everything else he had
Now I'm left with orange lights and white silk.
Winter's KissI am a child of snow,Winter's Kiss1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
An ice-touched queen
With a heart that burns as
Bright as summer and hot as hell.
December calls with frozen chimes
And songs of long dead travellers
Trapped below a frozen lake where
Sails flicker in static motion and history
Gathers dust amongst the rigging of time.
But the spring brings warmth and life and death
To all things I know. The frost melts, the ground thaws
And my heart begins to go cold against the heat of my chest.
I am a child of winter, touched by the cold dead fingers of a witch
Whose kiss tasted like the melting ice of the spring rains.
Daisies in the WindDeviation 1: Daisies in the Wind.Daisies in the Wind1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
Written by Naturalselection001.
The lawn is covered in white diamonds,
Twirling round and round.
Their soft petals come free at once,
And fall onto the ground.
The soft puffs of summer breeze,
Carry them all away.
Until the stalk and the centre,
routed firm, they do stay.
The wind puffs relentlessly,
At these jewels of nature.
Yet they stand tall, strong and proud.
And thrive, they can be sure.
For daisies are strong flowers...
The Man with the Broken HeartThe Man with the Broken Heart.The Man with the Broken Heart10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
There was a time; a boy and a girl at young ages and grew up knowing each other. From the very beginning of Pre-school, right until the end of primary, they had never been happier. There were many trials and torment of other students, saying love was to be frowned upon. But the two of them didn't care in the slightest. They loved each other. They were happy. The boy gave gifts and homemade cakes. He put his heart into making each one. He did this once every year. Valentine's Day.
Then the day came where the two were separated by fate. The coming of secondary school. They we're put into separate schools. The boy was distraught. He had locked himself away from the world. Sitting in his room for what seemed like eternity. Only leaving when school started or when tea was cooked. He was desperately trying to make contact. Social media, phone number... Anything he could use to talk to her once again. It was years before he finally managed to make contact
March is HereSing me a song, little mocker,March is Here1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sing me a song about spring.
Lift up your head, ruffle your feathers,
And flutter your white-striped wings.
I'll sit on a bench, and you'll perch on the branch,
And I'll trade you a story for seed.
Sing about sunshine, sing about flowers,
Tell me the mockingbird's creed.
Tell me of bluebonnets, coating the hills
With a carpet of proud, vibrant blooms -
I'll tell you of traffic on I-35
With rush hours starting at noon.
I'll sing you a song about cold buzzing lights,
Life sleepless and stressful and dull.
Your chirping is silenced by our modern life,
Where spring doesn't play much a role,
Where hills are a nuisance and sun is a threat,
Where bluebonnets get in the way.
You perch on your branch and the people pass by,
Too busy to care what you say.
Mockingbird, please, don't you copy this song.
It's an ugly industrial thing.
Teach me to flutter and ruffle and perch.
Teach me your songs about spring.
'Tis the Time of Fading Light'Tis the time of fading light'Tis the Time of Fading Light1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the shadows yawn and deepen
harsh edges soften
as the land mellows
rolled and dipped in honeyed tones
'Tis the time of fading light
and the breeze ruffles through the cottonwoods
the last haunting note
of a symphony in minor key
disappears like morning mist
'Tis the time of fading light
and the sun throws back a cloak of gold
and slips down
veiled in rose and dying flame
with the sweet weariness of long days
'Tis the time of fading light
So let the last of evening's warmth
caress your cheeks
and soothe away your troubles
like a silent benediction
HummingbirdHummingbird2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
O beautiful hummingbird
with feathers crafted of dark emerald
Do you know who I am little hummingbird?
Do see me watching you?
As you flit about your life
for just one moment
then gone the next.
What's the point of your existence lovely hummingbird?
What's your purpose?
Is it really just to survive?
Or is it like mine?
Yes I think it is, tiny hummingbird
You and me are quite alike
We were masterfully handmade pretty hummingbird
To bring joy to our Creator who loves us
Did you know that, sweet hummingbird?
Perhaps you know it even better than I do
Long gone you are beautiful hummingbird
See What I SeaThe sea isSee What I Sea3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
a deadly yet
one that can easily
cold, foam-topped waves
over your body
and take you under
But one can't help but
be charmed and
awed by the
shhh shhh of the
warning cry of
the gulls above you,
"Don't let the
close over your
The lapping tides are
icy against your
strangest urge to just
into the rumbling mass of
blues and greens,
let the ocean's silky touch
glide over your skin
and caress your face
and crowd your lungs with
claiming you as it's
as you fully submit to
the untamed fastness
that is the sea
and never have your
crown break the rough
Nature's SonataAs it is what it appears to beNature's Sonata4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
will never be as it should hope to,
yet as we are who we are,
can we discover the hidden rhythms?
The gentle pellets of glistening glass
drifting with a swan-like grace to the ground
upon which the crystal inevitably shall shatter;
its life cut brief by arbitrary winds of fate.
This chaos seeming to pervade
hides a beauty only those with ears
keen enough to detect the covert words,
created as they are by our own minds.
Can we see the loveliness here
in the way these crystals fall
so carelessly and so playfully
in the enticing Nature’s Sonata?
Like cannons they are to those of us
who can detect the profound words
that the mother Earth reveals
through these plummeting lethargic stars.
In these whispers from mother Earth
I find reason to scribe these words,
as I hope with nary a trace of doubt
that those who care enough to read
will begin to hear Nature’s Sonata.
Where Eagles WinterTouch those mountainsWhere Eagles Winter4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
forever in the wind,
How can it be ?
Against the sky
so proud and free,
Inward does my soul touch,
Imploring to thy horizon,
Keep me whole,
Breathless in the winter wind,
Revived in a heartbeat,
But tranquil as the season's run,
Let's inspire those who can not see
what we have seen