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Field Of Innocence5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Can Anyone See...5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Like a ThreadWe all have wings in our pockets, stars in our sleeves and wind on our sides.Like a Thread7 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
We all have a blue lonesome beach underneath our soles and secret letters behind the ears.
We all have a song attached to the burning tail of the soul and a garden surrounded by beautiful thistles.
We all have a favourite square on the face of the Moon. We all try to follow the travelling waves.
We all try to save the traces of the wind and the flowers that frost makes. We all shiver when they are gone.
We sleep next to each other while the sand in the hourglass turns to silver.
WindWind1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
hear the tales told by the wind
for it has caressed the mountains
carving secrets and scars which never mend
given wrath to peaceful waves
hiding the deepest of secrets
or letters in bottles he's trying to send
shaken the most patient of trees
whispering "it's time to let go"
so it falls to the ground
where everything starts
where everything comes to an end
wind in an everlasting dance
a sway of freedom
changing everything in a single glance
it within holds sacred treasures
your yearnings
your pains
your desperate hopes
wind is your only chance
for them to reach
as whispers to those in faraway lands
She WaitsShe Waits10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
She sits
pensive and waiting
dim crimson lights abuzz around her
She waits
alone and stultified
though her malevolent beau perches near her
She hears
nothing and all things
his lamented empty words fall around her
She drinks
often and quickly
dulling senses as alcohol consumes her
She sees
shadows and sculptures
hopeless faraway dreams elude her
She sits alone
waits for nothing
hears light buzzing
drinks in her dreams
sees no kind soul.
She perishes,
pensive and waiting,
alone.
Pamela N. Brown
© August 6, 2012
Le sentier d'orLe sentier d'or5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Le sentier d’or
De l’air pour la campagne,
De l’air pour ma compagne.
Je veux vivre et respirer,
Je veux vivre pour mieux rêver.
Le soleil se couche sur la ville,
Le soleil se couche sur cette île.
La rivière coule lentement,
Lentement, dans un gargouillis lancinant.
De l’air pour la campagne,
De l’air pour ma compagne,
Je veux vivre et espérer,
Je veux vivre pour mieux hurler.
Il y a une petite maison,
Sur une colline,
Très loin de l’horizon,
Elle est orpheline.
Détruire, ruiner,
Démanteler, raser,
Défaire, démolir,
Submerger, anéantir
I DoI feel youI Do6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in echoes
in reflections
in the clouds covering the moon.
I see you
in closed lids
in a child's laugh
in a sea sprayed ocean rock.
I hear you
in whispered songs
in midnight churchbells
in reason, and truth, and light.
I want you
in springtime
in earthquakes and tsunami
in rolling thunder and windblown ash.
Our great energySighOur great energy1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and breathe deep
someone, somewhere
is thinking about you
feels your soul
connects your heart
let the energy flow
let the feeling in
let your heart sing
you are free
you belong
and you can do
anything
Take my handThis is my handTake my hand1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the lines of
my life
that speak
the language
of mysteries
this is my hand
take it
if you wish
let me be here
for you
in this moment
of now and forever
lifelines
touching each other
as we speak
the language
of silence
Quietly, I amThe grey feelingQuietly, I am1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
of melting snow
before Christmas
sad songs playing
and I, feeling
old and grey
feeling like I
fade away
seeking poetry
deep inside of me,
a better place to be
songs yet unplayed
same melody over
and over again
I become
my dreams
silently
I breathe
ConfessionsI have fantasies about you and meConfessions1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
fighting.
I push you, kick you, slaughter you
and you push and kick and slaughter back
We need the movements, keep coming back to each other
back and forth, back and forth
(It's a lot like making love)
And it hurts and it feels so good
The way we print our body on the other,
desperately trying to leave a mark
every hit is a confession that we exist
that we have bodies
and that that matters, somehow
And we fight until we've reached that point
where we loose our conciousness to complete satisfaction.
(See why it's so much like making love?)
Love and shineI wish to give youLove and shine1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the most beautiful smile
made of starry moonlit skies
ocean waves and
gentle rays of light
I wish to send
peace into your heart
like a breeze of wind
so warm and kind
whisper happiness
into your mind
muted words
love and shine
SeeLook deeperSee2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the eye
of simple things
around you
and see the magic
in everything you love
open your heart
and see the light
"The Mind of A 17...""The Mind of A 17..."2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The Mind of A 17 Year-Old College Freshman (Circa 2001)
Class is dismissed,
And I immediately reminisce,
About the music I will listen to.
I whip out my bookbag,
To see what I had,
And Blueprint 1 won't arrive for a few.
I tune in the radio dial,
On my digital MP3 player for a while,
As I proceed to walk and enjoy the day.
On the back of my mind I ponder,
"Where are the songs I wonder?"
As I look for a place to sit.
In discomfort I moved,
To another station for a groove,
Both bench and FM radio.
I listen to one fraction,
And begin my own reaction,
To my immediate atmospheric change.
I turn right to left,
And begin to catc
I dream my lifeI live my dreamsI dream my life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on moonlit nights
walk my paths
under the pale light
Oh, I love
the starlit skies
I dream my life
on moonlit nights
I sleep the days
in mystic haze
I dream my life
in my own ways
My life, it is
a quiet place
my moonlit nights
and dreamy days
StilledStilled2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
No longer moving,
nothing but machinery
without a purpose.
No witnesses to past joys
and lost childhood excitements.
GoneGone2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The sandals were mute,
not telling what they had seen
on the empty beach.
The waves did no more than they
always do, lapping the rocks.
DiurnalDiurnal2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The clouds ignite, as
the sun's grandeur is sinking
Night explores the streets.
When you're feeling sadSometimesWhen you're feeling sad2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you feel so small
just want to let
your tears fall
so let your tears flow
let the sadness go
like rain makes
the flowers grow
so just let it flow
and you will feel better
I know
Aamuyon soittoYön hiljaisuudessaAamuyon soitto2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
vielä hämärä kuiskaa
linnut aloittaneet
varhaisen konserttinsa
pilvet pudottavat
sateen painon
hellästi maahan
sirkutus jatkuu
ropinan seassa
luonnon sinfoniaa
DimensionsThis is a miracle we are livingDimensions2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with its dark sides too
this is a crazy reality
with dimensions we aren't
even aware of
but deep inside our souls
we know, oh we know
we have seen it all
in our weirdest dreams
and beyond the sea
of madness
oh we know it's true
all we can dream about
miracles and mysteries
and some day we will
be ready to know
it all...
Sta.sh
