.Summer,.1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
it perches on my rounded lips
as a bird prepared for flight.
I will fill it with my soul
until it's bulging - days stretched
so thin they hardly separate
and butterfly mornings blur
into strawberry eves.
In a blink it will be gone,
a breath too hard and
Maybe...And maybe in another world...Maybe...2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
no trouble will come across our paths
rejection concedes to be simply a bad dream
as we lay awake here, our eyes are smiling widely
nothing looms over us except the wide trees
with their bushy limbs that hovers in the sky
the trees will play a song for us
when the wind grazes its fine leaves
the rustling noise begins to shift our souls
softly yet empowering us as our adrenaline starts to run
the leaves' scent lingers in the air and in our noses
intoxicating us with such freshness that our noses prickle
our eyelashes are fluttering as we fold our eyelids down
we don't see darkness or emptiness like the pits of the abyss
our views are sealed with the colors of the universe
and they dance ballet behind our enclosed eyelids
our senses are melding together creating perfect harmony
.tonight.3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
beneath the harvest(ed)
in pleasing arrangements-
to be laid
upon the flowerbed
Streak Of Light In the NightShooting star,Streak Of Light In the Night1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look up and pray.
And beaming through the sky.
Make a wish,
Before it closes its eyes
And forgets you all together.
Since that is the moral,
Quick and forgotten.
Just like we all will be,
Once we close our eyes.
So be fast with your choice,
Since once it comes round
Again, we shall
All be fertilizer for the
Grass to consume.
LizardShe still sheds her skin in daylight,Lizard1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
reforming the past:
just how her cold-blooded species would like it.
Mother NatureThere is a soul,Mother Nature4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
That seems to flow,
Beneath the gold,
Of the suns glow.
It flows within,
It floats within,
You feel its breath,
In the wind,
You feel its death,
With every sin.
It does not think,
It does not hate,
It only loves,
It doesn’t berate.
And her breath,
We have a peaceful death
DuskPale lightDusk3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
with shy smiles
waiting for the moon...
StarsThe stars in the skyStars3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Glow like fireflies
In the thin veil of the night
Pale glow to be seen
His brilliant beauty
Charm the gods
The Local Loch, August 2014 (27th)Prehistory’s iPad.The Local Loch, August 2014 (27th)1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
When light hit the water
a supernova dance of
scurrying dust swayed
in their amber infinite.
When the wind tapped,
the waves flapped their feathers
and spread into
a migration of curly black lines
on a child’s drawing,
choppy pattern after choppy pattern,
wave conforming to wave
into a wallpaper covering
algae, flotsam, dead bricks, dead stone,
until the irregular birds changed the flow.
Be it the duck that draped a dress
behind in a V-shaped groove,
or the pudding-plump coots
who gently honked, imprinting
flat bubbles on water.
They live in the reflection of Life.
Fringed by feathers like icy mountaintops
and dead fish bloated on pollution,
an Irn Bru bottle imitates the nature it killed.
An orange bread packet is ignored by the mallard
for the tragedy it brought to town.
It’s a flat town, a houseless town,
but still a moving community of
twig islets and breadcrumb empires.
Fringing on their utopia is us,
us standing still from dry grey pavement
Owl CabaretIn bright dawn,Owl Cabaret1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
hold a daily meeting
among dew soaked daisies.
Their colours speckle
The hum of cicadas,
with white noise.
The colours shift,
humid air fading
to the melodies
of late night owl cabarets.
the good stain.there's Darkness at the edge of the daytimethe good stain.2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
and she is
lost in the panic forest
swallowed by her own heroin(e)
there's the princess at the edge of the darkness
she rivals royalty on her own four horsemen
and with them,
she brings all but death
there's Darkness at the edge of the princess
and it's too late to save her
The MoonNight Sky Black as PitchThe Moon3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Startling Diamond Moon
A Quilt of Stars and a Stitch
Morning Comes Too Soon
A Cheshire Smile in The Sky
Clever Grin To See
A Wispy Cloud Shields My Eye
And Takes Takes The Moon From Me.
The Local Loch, August 2014 (27th), BI enter the trees.The Local Loch, August 2014 (27th), B1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Between the dozing leaves,
hugging canopy and soothing shade
I awe at a swan bathe.
Cruiseliner, white, pure, naked
graceful, living china.
Seven others chat by the hidden soil shore.
They see me, spread out ornamentally,
politely move away
and then fly
with curved ceramic blades
ready to pierce gravity’s oppression.
I've found Peace.
Cigarettes and AutumnsAll these cigarettes and autumns are piling upCigarettes and Autumns4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
on me. Dead leaf at dusk from a
hoary apple tree.
Eden's falling with each
tick of the tock, measured by periodic
fingers counting down an imaginary clock.
I can nearly see the golden leaves
dancing on the breeze while the
incense smell of burning fronds
waft tenaciously through the trees.
It's a good time to be alive.
Soon enough the frost on the window's
going to hide the impending
autumn happening outside.
So presently I'm exhaling stale smoke
on the window, lamenting summer's
passing with a clear view
of each hue of a burning bush,
of each push towards doom
already intent on being reborn.
Fascinated by the symmetry.
Fascinated by the symmetry.
SeptemberThe page hasn't turnedSeptember4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sun tilts on the edge
Before it falls
You have caught it already
Trees with a hesitant shudder
Shake leaves that aren't ready to die
The breath passes
But when you look up
The clouds are pulling back
They have smelled it
They are leaving the thick air
Near the ground
To escape it
But you have to stay
And when you feel it again
There will be frost
Autumn in My BloodLustrous morning jeweled with dewAutumn in My Blood1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spirited brown sugar winds
Summer's haze is stripped away
The sky shines like crystal
Every tree a tapestry
A masterpiece of color
Lively air spices my lungs
And whips my hair around me
The earth is awake with every fiber
A festival of roguish splendor
RainLooking into the sky,Rain3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
I watch every tear fall
ever so slightly from the heavens.
"Why are you sad?"
The sky answers with a thunderous boom.
The sun hides away,
almost as if it were afraid of the sky.
It's so cold.
I stand in the rain,
in wait for the sun to come out again.
In the meantime though,
I let the tiny drops of ice
shatter on my bare skin.
That Threatening FirewoodThat firewood had it coming.That Threatening Firewood1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s a serious matter to be bitten.
I can still feel my hand numbing.
Its fate will now be written.
That firewood can only laugh.
It left the fight unharmed.
It didn't even break in half.
I was left profoundly alarmed.
That firewood will soon perish.
I intend to set it all aflame!
I roared acting all bearish.
You did this! You’re to blame!
That firewood will soon be ash.
I strike a match, then throw it down.
I watch as it goes up in a flash.
The flame engulfs and starts to drown.
That firewood will be gone forever.
I jump up and down with glee.
I finally accomplished that endeavor.
That nuisance is gone and I am free!
HeavenEver dreamed of what heaven was like?Heaven1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe it's a wide field of evergreen grass
surrounded by the lurking forest trees,
where all you could inhale was the damp leaves on the ground
and pines from the trees above, an intoxicating smell
that leaves you high after the rainstorm
Maybe it's in an oasis located within a desert,
however, it is not scorching ablaze,
but it's warm and you feel your skin tingling
a whole new sensation is evolving inside of you
and the warmth wraps you up in a blanket of sunshine
Or maybe it's at the peak of a mountain
where you reign over the world on your solid throne of boulders
the invisible wind is your invitation of escape
and while the slight breeze passes by
you begin to shiver with an adrenaline rush
I could be wrong and you might be right, but tell me dear, what is heaven like?
Citron SunriseDimples accompany her smile,Citron Sunrise1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
like children opening their first birthday present
or wise women reminiscing.
Morning fog, sighing over the hills,
calling a lost friend.
Soft, unrelenting voice,
tart like lemon cheesecake,
softened by cream ravines
and crumbling mountains.
Canary wings in flight,
yellow haze seducing fireflies,
taking us away to
beginning and end.
MythsGentle glens and shoresMyths14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The waters quiver in silence
Beneath this film of azure glass
A different tale is told
The few that thrive below
A monarchy in the deep
Eyes aglow from the abyss
Terror stretched for miles
The stories told to children
To keep them all afloat
But soon, these will come ashore
Their breath runs thin, alas
Footsteps in the sand
Myths arise to conquer.
Autumn Fire (Change of Season) I feel the change of seasonAutumn Fire (Change of Season)3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
this autumn fire
the nights getting longer
the impending darkness
this cold breath down my neck.
But I am aflame and
burning with passsion
to a degree that it
almost consumes me.
Memories and dreams
the future and the past
they are merging
in a round-dance of autumn leaves
in the yellow light of street lamps
or in the dim grayness of
one drizzly September day.
I am day dreaming
and the world around me becomes
like the surface of a pond
into which I dip my finger
and suddenly the whole picture
starts to ripple and disperse
and the voices of people talking to me are muted
and I hear something else.
The veil is thinni