Rising From The Ocean
Have you heard  of what the Elders say
About the city of Ys after it was flooded?
"Pa vo beuzet Paris,
Ec'h adsavo Ker Is". 
Well, I was there  when a diluvial torrent
[Came to] submerge the Proud and made crowds shriek [with terror].
Yes, they erected towers of glass and iron, 
And then stole and destroyed everything;
The sacred islands , the dancing woods, 
The worshipped stones  and the singing springs. 
But they regretted their past folly
When the uncontrollable river  swept everything away.
Only then did Dahud hear the city collapse
And knew at once that she could return.
"Great is the sea that saw me die and [come back to life], 
But greater still is my hate towards these traitors!
Gwenolé's sons must all die!
And I shall take back what was stolen [from me]!" 
Weep, weep although you were warned! 
Weep, for the sea has taken over!
I was there, I saw it all, and how frightening was
That ancient city which was once so bril
'Ware The Fae'Ware The Fae7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
'Ware The Fae
To those who walk the secret places,
By the meres
Through shadowed night and mornings bright
When deft sunlight
Through branches spears,
O'er the hills and e'er anon
When heights are won
And clouds enfold,
Or diving 'mongst the reefs of gold
And sights untold
And floating there,
Who, ming'ling with creatures of old
And fishes bold
And mermaids' hair,
Patrol the surf and dunes of sand
Along the strand
For the call
From Neptune's hall
Where the seashells slide and glisten
You who sleep among desert stars
When camel cars
Who through the dust and on the prowl
With coyotes' howl
To those whose tracks lead ever back
To leafy scenes,
In jungles green,
And those who cross great grassy plains
You who hearken to the Lady's call
And see it all
That she unveils for you to share,
If finding there
Then be aware that if you dare
If you use care:
You will find
That which ever onward trails
Something I'm NotI'm not pretty,Something I'm Not4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not beautiful,
I'm not gorgeous nor cute.
But I've always found myself different,
Different from the rest.
I don't always like the same music,
Or have the same taste,
I don't always think of what I'll do tomorrow,
Because I know I may not even have tomorrow.
The Lion King wasn't always my favorite movie,
Not at all.
I usually preferred Robin Hood ,
Or my real favorite, Mulan
I write in composition books,
About my sadness and grief,
But I wanted to tell you today,
That I may be something I'm not.
I may not have blonde hair,
People tell me it's light brown.
I may not have blue eyes,
They have an odd tint of gold in them.
And I may not be who I say I am.
Or am I?
I can say that because even I don't know who I am,
But for now, I think I'll enjoy the moment of letting myself be, just a little
LoveLove comes unexpectedly,Love7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Its never to be foreseen.
So when it hides inside you
It leaps beyond your dreams.
Love never dies;
Though most seem to forget.
It leaves you when not able
To heal where it was kept.
Never say the word
When feelings are not set.
For its just a sound,
But it carries much dept.
Love carries opposites,
Alike in only offsets.
Opposite people attract,
But temperatures only retract.
Today love is full
But tomorrow its perceived gone.
Far away its beautiful,
But it being here, its hard to fawn.
A heart resembles love,
For it loops around with grace.
But at the bottom its sharp,
This is true in a certain case.
Ive theorized about love.
What dawnings it is to befit.
But who am I to talk of love,
When I havent been compelled to feel it?
dead sparrows never s i n g.REDdead sparrows never s i n g.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the touch, his skin is cold, ice of bluebird song;
johnny doesn't understand why his brother's in the
casket, all he did was love; through the black of
night darkness crushes his veins, weighing down on
the angel, fallen long before his time: brother, brother
if you can hear me. . .i don't hate you for it; after
ten years the gift was finally given
a c c e p t a n c e of a s i b i l i n g
let's spend the dawn in tears
blood flows from abandoned corners of geography, born
from the knifes in every joint; color drains from every
pore and every eyelash and every spare trace of skin
left open, vulnerable; susi
DadDad8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Its strange now how our lives have changed.
Some claim this is all prearranged.
But, here I am, clad in this pretty black dress dad.
I know you dont like it when I cry but I cant help but be sad.
Standing by your side, I want to lie there beside you.
Daddy, I never even got to bid you adieu.
Youll never know how much that hurt,
Never getting to remind you that Ill always be your little girl.
There are times I catch myself starting to tear up,
Every time I see a picture of you, even if isnt a close-up.
You never were like other fathers,
Yet, that was never a bit of a bother,
For though sometimes I feared you dad,
I remember all the happy moments we had.
I just miss you so.
It doesnt seem that long ago.
Ill carry a picture of you in my heart,
That way, were never that far apart.
Why did you have to go?
Daddy, please just come home.
Daddy, Did It Hurt?Daddy, Did It Hurt?Daddy, Did It Hurt?5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Daddy, did I hurt you when I said
I was no longer your girlfriend?
That I wanted no more good night kisses
Or that I thought I was too old to play pretend?
Daddy, how'd it feel
When I didn't take you by the hand?
When I stopped telling you everything
When I was too big to play Superman?
Daddy, do you miss
Being my tooth fairy?
My Santa Claus, Tickles the Elf,
Or My Easter Bunny?
Daddy, do you wish you still
Told me stories of Pegasus?
Tickled me with "crazy hand"
Or made up tales where I was a princess?
I'm sure there must have been a time
I simply could not wait to grow up.
So Daddy I'm sorry if for you
That wait was not long enough.
But I promise you those moments
I always will remember.
Because of them, a part of me
Will stay a little girl forever.
DaddyDaddy is a hero.Daddy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whether it's night or day,
he comes in the right time
to keep monsters away.
Daddy is an athlete and a doctor.
When he plays rugby with me,
he brings me band-aids.
for my skinned knees.
Daddy is lovely.
Mummy is always in a rush.
But he always finds time
to make her smile... or blush.
Dad is my example.
He shows me what's right or wrong.
He's patient and nice,
yet so firm and strong.
Other fathers read stories
when it's time to sleep.
Mine reads the ones.
he's written especially for me.
I just want him to know
what he means to me.
Daddy, you're the best father ever,
and you'll always be.
Don't Ask Your Teenager...You said, "What do you want to be?Don't Ask Your Teenager...5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And I want a straight answer!"
But would you love me any less
If I said, "A burlesque dancer?"
A sexy nymph with a playlist full
Of songs to move my hips to,
And miles of curving, perfumed skin
For girls to press their lips to?
Or I could be an astronaut
(My head's already in the clouds)-
Then I could float and count the stars
And leave behind the noisy crowds.
Or maybe I'll go north and join
A crew, and sail away.
They say it's dangerous, but don't worry-
I'll bring you back a fish one day.
I could buy a cabin in the woods
And live alone with my laptop,
So I could spin my stories somewhere
No one could tell me to stop.
There are so many things that I could be...
I can see your heads spinning. Don't look so sad!
Why can't you just be proud of me,
Your own, crazy daughter, Mom and Dad?
Confused Ramblings of Your DaughterWhat was that?Confused Ramblings of Your Daughter4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh sorry I didn't hear you.
I was too busy choking on the sobs that come unbidden through my throat
and my cheeks streak with tears, so many, so fast.
You know you caused them right, dad?
But you don't care, do you dad?
Dad. Dad. I'm tired of that word.
That word is meant for someone that doesn't try to manipulate you.
That word is meant for someone that loves you.
That word is not meant for someone that you're scared of.
I want to believe you are just doing your best, and that you really do love me.
I want to believe that when the sun rises, I won't feel the pull of dread
as I know I will have to spend the weekend with you.
I want to be talking and laughing like the last drive we had
when everything seemed so good. So happy. I should've known it wouldn't last.
I don't want to get in that dirty, stinky vehicle tomorrow
I don't want to listen to the ting of disdain creep into your voice.
I want you to tell me you understand. I want you to tell me you love me
ForgottenEven if I don't cut my wristsForgotten6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And watch the blood flow freely
Even if I don't beat the ones I love
And watch the purple marks appear
Even if I don't hurt you every night
And deprive you from your sleep
Even if I don't make you cry
Deep down and out of sight I hurt
So why is she the only one
You ever tell you love her?
And why is she the only thing
That's ever on your mind?
I may not hurt them like she does
I may not be a threat
I may not cause you all the fear
And take your smiles away
But I am here and I am yours
And I am your daughter too
So why is it that you can't see
That I, just as her, need you
I am suffocating slowly
Drowning in my own pain
Still all you see is her
And I watch you walk away
No matter how I far I reach
No matter how loud I scream
No matter how hard I try
I can't make you see
And I can't bring myself to tell you
The loneliness I feel
not a love poem.I'm not going to write about pluckingnot a love poem.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
petals off of lifelines
or your cinnamon irises that
i g n i t e behind fluttered lids
I'm not going to write about paper-clip cardiac muscles
bursting through my thorax
or your smiles lines
(which I memorized from left to right)
I'm not going to write about inconsequential movie scenes
stored in the front corner of my brain that
won't stop playing on repeat
I'm going to write about the charcoal contours
painted beneath your eyes
every grapefruit dawn as clouds illuminate
belt-buckles and (tear)stained pillows
I'm going to write about worrylines and
our bitter birdsongs that
bounce off each other
like hymns ending on an imperfect cadence
I'm going to write about a ghost of faerie dust and
jittered beats as you
p r o m i s e me needs that surpass cigarette butts
and shiny new hair
(Everything's fine as long as I have pretty hair)
I'm not going to write about littered endearments
Poseidon's daughterI have a curse.Poseidon's daughter4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a mermaid I lure
in the black substance
belonging to my father.
And I wait for you.
When you arrive
I bring pleasure
( like a whore)
Sing like a siren
All to allure you
Right into my heart
And I wait for you.
But like a mermaid
I take you deep down
Like a whore
I will make you pay
Like a siren
I will make you drown
And I waited for you.
You were a ship
Heading to victory
Now you're a wreck
of forgotten glory
and I used to be the sea
bringing you to destiny
Now I am the ocean
without any devotion
And still I wait for you.
I am a curse.
temptation never tasted.if i'm the smoke in the middletemptation never tasted.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of the night then you're the fire
that's daring to breathe me into the
stars. and if i'm the steam fogging
up the windows, then you're
the ravaging fingers on sweat-
slicked flesh that's birthing it.
because neither of us are sweet
summer lullabies or gentle may
showers. no, we're nail-bitten
hips and saltwater-lips knocking
over vases and shoving devil-wing
shoulders into the wall. we're
pillaging hunger and insatiable greed,
sinning our way through poetic silence.
we're taking what we want and be
damned what stands in the way.
we're a wildfire tearing down
the forest, a hurricane ripping
the roofs off of the greater
metropolitan area. we're an
unnatural disaster, colliding in
an explosion of sparks and metal.
we're igniting the world until it burns
to the ground, we're wringing out the
ocean. we're standing in the middle
of the dust-hazed war zone we've
created and all we can notice is heat.
In Love With YouYour untamed soft hands touch me in ways I always crave for,In Love With You5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Tease me in sweet ways I could never prepare for,
Hold me in between like I am the only one,
And always distract me unexpectedly when we kiss.
I can feel your love in the movement of your lips,
A total warm pleasantness as you cling to me.
And maybe a small part of my mind actually registers the surprise,
As your warm hands reach curiously for more.
In sweetness your love blinds me,
In my heart your love completes me,
Come tomorrow I hope you'll still crave me,
And oh, I think I'm in love with you, completely.
Mother DaughterI love youMother Daughter4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate you
I will always be here for you
Leave me alone
I'll tuck you in at night
You disgust me
Wipe away your tears
You turned me away
Hold your hand
In LoveIn LoveIn Love8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The way I blush when I think of you,
The way I smile when I remember your words-
The way I almost wanna pass out when someone mentions you-
The way I wanna go to bed early,
Just so I can dream of you-
The way I wanna hold your hand,
The way I write your name on my schoolpapers-
The way I wish I shared every class with you,
The way my heart beats faster,
And the way I feel when I imagine you with me-
I'm just like every other girl,
Who's ever wanted to be held by someone else-
And I'm just like every story,
Hoping for a love-filled ending-
Because I'm human too,
And I somehow still feel-
After all I've been through,
I still feel love-
So we look like Sid and Nancy,
Walking together hand-in-hand-
And I couldn't have been happier,
The night we met-
Already sharing our life stories,
I'm not alone anymore-
And I love you,
And you love me too...