the sea salty sweet withthe sea salty sweet with9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
birdcry (the sea salty sweet with)
the sea was his womb;
the salt the waves the sea
the boy, he counted waves:
and said: I'll live to be that--
-- old man drowning & crow-
birds cawing &
let's pretend he is deaf:
and the waves have number but not
the sound of rushing past quickly. the
old man doesn't stop drowning, though
a croak, silent & open-mouthed desperation,
carries him under.
Softball.Morning.Softball.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's no time.
I've got a game to play.
Enemies to conquer.
Bases to steal.
I've got softball.
I am like the glove that hugs my hand
broken in from experience and memories created by
passion and excitement
tested for my strength when the future is unknown
and my uniform provides a mask
in which I can be powerful, beautiful
and in control.
The way the dirt feels beneath my feet
the way the ball is smooth between my fingers
the way my wrist snaps ever so slightly when I throw
is like a sweet release
that nothing else in the world could ever match.
Each crack of the bat is like a gift from God echoing across the field
every minute I can hear my heartbeat inside my helmet is an escape
from my world of
FallenFallen10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am now dry
no emotion to show
tired of this life
and taking every blow
it's taken my all
to get where I am today
and yet that's all it needd
to change my world gray
I've run out
of needle and thread
I can no longer stitch
the wounds that have bled
My heart's so complex
not JUST worries and cares
if you can't find the door
'climb in through the tears
it's taken a toll
as the years have gone by
I'm a wondering soul
who doesn't know how to fly
So will you take the challenge
to stitch up these things
will you be my Angel
and help me, be my wings
memoriesHurting my self to please others,memories9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But what do they want from me?
I need to hide, i need to cry.
In wishing for the answer,
Im wanting some guidence,
No'one can help me but me.
My tears have dryed and now i smile,
Still i am comfused about myself,
But i am better,
My pack has been lightened and my road a little less rocky.
I am but me
My future is undecided,
My memories are vivid,
I cannot forget what was,
But only can think of the future.
I wish for the happiness i lost somewhere along the way.
Lament Of The HolyI fight along side another, Fire in our eyes.Lament Of The Holy10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blades forged by our own hands,
We survive the end but never a regret in our minds.
We hold the keys to Hell and Heaven.
We look to bloody weeping skies,
and shed a single tear for those who died.
Another world where nothing's true,
Lose your step never get up,
We were blinded by a paradise, A utopia.
But I felt something beyond,
Something my mind never wanted to see but never looked back,
It was real.