Dream No LongerDream No Longer9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dream No Longer
I once dared to dream,
But I dream no longer.
I once dared to hope,
But now that hope is gone from me.
I've traveled far,
I've fought hard,
Yet still here I stand.
I once dreamt of a place far away
Where you and I were free to dance barefoot in the rain.
I fell and you followed suit.
We laughed together in the grass,
Yet the mud did not stick...
Nothing could dirty us in a place
Drenched with the tears of our laughter.
I once dreamt that we flew
Through a vast sea of stars,
And tossed around the planets.
Yet no life was disrupted...
No harm could be done
In a universe where we were together.
My dreams used to be so wonderful,
I used to fight the sunrise in order to stay asleep that much longer,
Yet now my dreams have changed.
I now dream of us dancing in the rain,
Yet I always begin to melt,
And you continue to dance joyfully.
Do I mean so little?
I now dream of us flying through a sea of stars,
Yet I fly too close to the sun,
And my wings burn to ashes.
Lost at SeaLost at Sea6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lost at Sea
Cold and hapless bodies
Adrift in sea of apathy.
Steady and unyielding
Tides of anguish and suppression.
Numb souls silently wading towards
Sudden warmth violently snatches
Him out of this bleak undertow.
A vision of pale beauty slips
Down an alleyway and out of sight.
Open your mind to new possibilities.
Wishes are only as unrealistic as you make them.
Copyright © 2009 Jarred Lee
Life's Beautiful StruggleLife's Beautiful Struggle6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life's beautiful struggle we do endure
Mingled with paramount moments and
the subtle scent of purpose
Vivid hues layered amongst euphoria and
blanketed with unforgettable sorrow
Vast is our knowledge that one day of happiness
far outweighs many of sadness
And yet we still follow our hearts to have them
broken and left in pieces
Tis better to have known fleeting love than to
exist a lifetime in utter loneliness
The taste of pliant giving to another cannot be
described unless felt in reality
Life's beautiful struggle we will endure..
The Sailor's WifeThe Sailor's Wife9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's nothing more trusting nor patient
than a sailor's wife, whose husband
between rough waters
and her, on unshakable land.
She doesn't know that he sits on
the bow, watching the golden sunset
slowly burn the sky, wishing
she could see it too.
She only hopes he does.
And he can't help but wonder
if she's sitting where the water
meets the earth, hoping she'll
be with him soon, on land,
where he's safe from harm.
The sailor who smells of
salt and fish, watches the
wisps of smoke from his pipe
spiral towards the sky,
more full of dancing stars
than anywhere on land.
She'll wonder why
he prefers the smell
of the sea over flowers
and fresh grass.
Does the spring
when you're surrounded
by endless waves?
And he knows nature's
is not sung by birds
perched high in trees,
but is sung by the wales.
There's nothing more trusting nor patient
than a sailor's wife.
There's nothing more
strong or everlasting
Fallen AngelFallen Angel12 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Crawling in my forlorn appearance
I hide my soul behind these tattered wings
Tattered and broken as they are
Plucked of light, stained in tears and blood.
In quiet despair upon the cold earth
Smeared in dirt I crouch upon my weary knees
And clutched timidly between my fingers
Rests one last jewel of Hope.
A single unblemished plume plucked
From the silver light of dawn
A feathered ray of light from beyond
To illuminate the void that has me bound.
This precious barb of silk
Once lost as I was and forgotten
Blazes now to immerse me in radiant bliss
To wash away the pain, draw me from the abyss.
So now I fade away…
My tender flesh removed
My shattered wings released
My inner light unsheathed… escapes.
(c)2004 Joseph Palladino
Be Prepared To Make A WishBe Prepared To Make A Wish9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As I was just beginning to fade away,
Atop this lonely galleria,
Did I look down in time to see her pass;
This country's dearest, Atolia.
And I stole a glimpse into her eyes
To see what I could see.
But to my shock did I find
A well deeper than the sea.
So I dropped a coin into that well
And listened closely for the sound,
But from the well my coin was spat;
Tumbling roughly across the ground.
"How dare you perform such a vile act!"
Exclaimed the cruelly gurgling dish.
"If you have courage enough to drop a coin into me
Be prepared to make a wish."
So I picked up my piece from its resting place
And dusted off any unwelcome sand,
Then I shut my eyes tightly
And allowed it to slip gently from my hand.
And down down down it fell
For what could surely be called forever.
And whatever magic had connected us then
Chose now that bond to sever.
I frantically searched the ground below,
And I gave all my voice could spend.
Yet her name had long since left this place;
A mere whisper on the breat