On the Sea Beneath the SkyGolden flickers danced on the pale faces of the circle, hushed whispers wafting out from the gathering by the glowing coals. It was the third night of the coming-of-age, the no-longer-little ones from each of the surrounding tribes taken out together in the openness of the untamed world. There were a few in the group that stood out, discernible even in the thick coverings of the night. There was Jiu-yeil, son of the carpenters, impressive form already bulging with strength and muscle more fitting of a man twice his size. The brothers, Senniare and Elieten of cloth-maker, sat donned in simple but the finest of all their travelling robes. And very slightly apart from the throng of a dozen others was the quiet Meiella, orphaned as an infant, niece of medicine woman.
The air was cool, but the wind only light. As the flames burned low, a tall figure stepped out of the shadowsOch'jiana, the leader of the rite. She was neither old nor young, hair pulled back in the habit of the femal
If i was to die tomorrowAnd if I was to die tomorrow,If i was to die tomorrow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Before the sun has risen over the valleys
Where we used to walk hand in hand,
Talking about the future,
Our lives stretching out behind us like foot prints in the sand.
Know in your heart that I am safe and I am well.
And when loneliness comes knocking,
Please don’t think that I have just disappeared.
I told you, I would love you forever.
That is a promise I know that I will keep
Because even after I am gone,
You still know where to find me,
The place in your heart that you carved just for me.
Please don’t be angry, I did not want to leave.
I know these days will be hard,
And I can no longer be there to wipe away your tears
But please stay strong my love, please don’t disappear.
When times are tough, think of all the that memories we made,
But also know that it’s fine to fall in love again.
Don’t let my memory rule you,
Live your life to the full,
But know that I will never leave you,
And that in som
My WishI can paint the worldMy Wish2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Turn the gray
Into a bright, vibrant landscape.
Illuminate the darkness
Create a beautiful world
With my mind.
I would be satisfied
If I could make
Just one square inch of the earth
A gust of calamity shall sweep across the earth.
Each creation will be seen in it's true light.
I wish to create beautiful things
Though it may be sad
Driven by anger,
It is also driven by
And a never-dying hope
lily pads.I let you crack me openlily pads.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and allowed your sadness
to fill my empty chest.
Tears; like sea salt
on my ribcage–
From the nourishment
of your remorse,
flowers began to bloom
inside the crevice
of my breastbone.
sinkingshe went looking for sea—sinking2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
gulls at the seashore,
where their laughter
bounced off stones—
rumbling on the toes;
and the ocean pulled
at her feet
and sprinkled salt
to her hair
but the gulls had
left the sea.
the gulls never
a sweet song
nor could they ever
stay as constant
as the sea
Almost...Almost to the endAlmost...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Before I ever saw the start,
Close to the heavens and yet I...
Didn't see any stars.
Each and every moment passed
Faster than falling sand,
Going under, grabbing onto...
His now distant, earthly hand.
I wish I would have realized
Just a while before death came
Knowing would have changed so much...
Leaving only me to blame.
Corduroyblue corduroy coat,Corduroy3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
frozen lashes, one last breath
suspended in glass
Facing The DepartureFacing The DepartureFacing The Departure2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dirt trails, tattered clothes and sullen faces,
The atmosphere so frigid, it leaves your body shaking,
As you watch the chaos from afar; while it destroys everything in its wake,
You now realize death is what you’re ultimately facing……
the writer's diseasemy conversations becomethe writer's disease2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
blurs of i-miss-you's
littered on the cold floor of empty promises.
you deserve something more than
silhouettes of words, casting shadows onto my heart
filling it with tricks of light
that try to hide away the darkness.
sit down and stay for a while--
except i'm going to go
because i never learned how to keep
the beautiful things
for more than a little at a time;
i'm left chain smoking words like cigarettes
one word after the other after the other,
exhaling them all with my cancer
and my thick, black lungs.
and they say a cigarette takes seven minutes
from your life--
yet these words take memories from mine,
stripping me bare of the way you said my name
or the way you touched my face
i read you poetry in the dark, once
fingers curled around wrists and hips
breathing words onto your lips as if i could
keep you, as if i could wrap you up
in the network of stars that made up your eyes
and get you to stay
but you could never stay
and we both know it isn't something
Believe What LiesBelieve What LiesBelieve What Lies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do empty smiles appear prettiest?
For the simple reason this is the one you choose to believe,
Without looking for the actual truth that lie behind those eyes,
For apathy has set in; maybe you’re just tired of trying…..
hanging from the rafters in the skyclocks in a motel room;hanging from the rafters in the sky3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
the years go by like one day
with these old photos in my hands.
how do cities understand?
that by skating on the edge of the world
we carve north stars in Styrofoam
on the edge of reality.
we are all waiting to be found
when stars die.
(i used to have a name)
now i'm dreaming of the simple things,
and i'm ready to fight my way.
somebody told me:
"i have loved the stars too fondly."
between gray and gold
there are flaking photographs and shattered memories;
the heartlines of drunken sinners chasing stars.
cold hearted, you bound our spines.
(and breathe out)
it is not enough to know the colors of my soul,
like a painting hung all wrong, or
and unwanted diary.
dreams catch in the lungs.
let go, little bird.
(but don't forget me)
without you, my fickle muse,
the city daydreams,
desperate to connect with
the world near your feet.
(lost wishes can be found
symphonic miseryyou lied the night you kissed me,symphonic misery2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
a vision of blood and deconstruction;
feelings with no names.
we were a february tale in a twisted corset.
i can't breathe in your presence
because our still-life fairytale
is your prisoner of war.
the oracle card in my pocket
gave me a revelation:
"love makes us blind;"
(or so it seems)
now, our seasons of knowledge
are just temporary bad memories,
but there is no more music in me.
We Are Humanity.We are all intertwined.We Are Humanity.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood and flesh,
United in existence.
We with our gaping mouths spilling countless words.
We with our open eyes endlessly searching.
We hear, we touch, we cry.
Whether that be for fear or melancholy.
Together we strive,
Together we fall,
Together we crush each other and raise each other up.
We are humanity,
Complicated beyond necessity.
No one will ever understand us.
Not even ourselves.
ForgettableForgettableForgettable2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’m tempted to change my whole mentality,
To make sure you’ll never be able to forget me,
‘Cause the Devil wishes to be remembered through evil,
And it seems to me being good to folks is just forgettable.
S.O.S.Sometimes I feel heavyS.O.S.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, I could never float with all this pressure
Sometimes my shoulders ache
from trying to keep my head above
the constant swell of waves
Sometimes I grit my teeth
when I feel myself careening toward that edge I didn't see
Sometimes I look into that dark hole
and wonder what it would be like-
to let myself sink down deep
and not even try to swim.
Is it dark and quiet,
like a peacefull, dreamless sleep?
But I don’t dwell on that,
because how would I carry you out-
if you needed me to?
How could I embrace such darkness,
and ignore our beautiful Lilli lighthouse?
Sometimes I have to remind myself
that it's okay to drift
close to shore,
that it's okay to dip my toes into the midnight waves
because her light will always guide me home.
Sometimes…I think that maybe I am adrift too…
My arms so tired from the swim,
feeling helpless and lost in the fog,
needing your voice to guide me
and your hands to help me up.
inside the quiet.My blue broken boy,inside the quiet.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We found love in November.
No longer golden,
Hear silence where once you were.
It never did rain for us.
Detached From The NucleusDetached From The NucleusDetached From The Nucleus2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I witness those that run ahead,
I then look down to see I’m sitting motionless
And lower my eyes; I exhale with apathetic disgust,
I look at the speckled pavement and shake my head,
This feeling of detachment is ironically attached to my nucleus,
I look at my peers and am painfully aware there is no “us,”
Just him, her, that guy, that girl, just strangers; simply animate objects,
Not necessarily human, just breathing organisms that don’t really love
But I feel cynical; but not much more than that, just apathetic and emotionless,
What I have now……..I’m sorry Lord, but it leaves me yearning, I must confess;
So I write this to explain to You what You’re already aware of,
That I’m a greedy, selfish individual where I’ll eventually break down from self-induced stress,
But I hope You see I’m not really apathetic but a boy, who yearns to love,
And to have another love me with the same t
fallingi.falling3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i met you in fall
while i was too busy
with the changing leaves
and the changing tides
to notice the shocking
blue of your eyes
when i did
the sun was as high
as we were and the
sky azure as they
the next season i
needed your warmth
it wilted with the trees
a gap between us filled
with silence and cold
in sync with the
world like dying
last year we couldn't
touch without breaking
my own rules and i
dreamt every night of
reaching out and
closing that gap again
and i missed you
more than the sun
or it's warmth
this year i've been
too long untouched
too much unknown
to die with the season
or mourn your warmth
so i'm flying to you
in your endless summer
Celestial MemoriesThis is a storyCelestial Memories3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm sure you all know,
About a lovely little woman
And her Mr. Scarecrow.
It all began
In a small town like any other.
Where our main characters lived:
A little girl, her father, and her mother.
The family lived
In a small farmhouse,
In a tiny little town
[Yes, fit for a mouse].
The children who lived there
Were very close-knit,
But when Tabby wanted to join
Her father threw a fit.
He would sit her down
And tell her ever so nicely,
"You don't need friends,
All you need is family."
Then, little Tabitha
Would walk to her shelf
And play with her toys...
All by herself.
Her mother was the only one
Who noticed Tabby's loneliness.
She was the only one
Who understood her stress.
She tried her best
To distract Tabby's mind.
They played games
Like pretend and search and find.
Sometimes Tabby's mother
Would teach her new things:
Like sewing, and farming, and working with hay,
[The basics for living a pretty nice life]
So that maybe, just maybe, on one fateful day,
Tabby just migh
sunken symphoniesMore remorse has been spokensunken symphonies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
than in confessionals.
So I bled you a song while
you kissed my trembling fingers
and I knew that this foreshadowed
Rainwater dripped from your cheeks
as you melted into the sky;
you took the blues in your orbs with you
and I was left with nothing
We stood in the storm and
you told me that you were too scared
to close your eyes--
so I did it for you.
(I know it hurts to let go.)
The sky died today
or maybe it was tomorrow.
I can't seem to remember, anymore.
FateFateFate2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Eventually, our demise will be considered a great relief,
Visions of immortality are only short-sighted dreams,
Every man will fall one day; we simply don’t know when,
No one’s death will be rescinded,
Truth is, there really is no need to be afraid,
Unless you’ve tempted the hands of fate,
And committed unforgivable crimes against mankind,
Lusting over power; larceny; to the destruction of minds,
Life will always win out in the end and will ultimately decide your final destination,
You will then feel either the celestial release, or eternal perdition.
Celestial Memoriestrust flees from the Earth, dodging the pale moon andCelestial Memories3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
arcing over gaseous planets, setting out to escape this
galaxy…searching for binary stars to settle upon, twin
infernus spheres interlocked with each other’s life…
Greeks believed the Sun revolved around we[aklings],
shoddy excuses for forms of life…knowledgeable of the
world yet ignorant of themselves (and others)…forsaken
intelligence lost amidst bleeding hearts and decaying
cerebral cortices—trapped in pyramidal waves where the
sun hid between bleached stones, shifting sands framing
golden rays—beauty lost in the span of a millennium never
to recover only relapse to supposed greatness…
night and day interlocked—chains of humanity binding
their status—revolving across twelve times two clocks,
dependence choking reality…continuous cycles unbroken
dusk to dawn to dusk to dawn verging onto twilight before
the sun falls and the stars return…as does reali
DanglingI am sleepless tonightDangling2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and so shall I be for every other night
until your bludgeoning of my mangled heart
ceases along with your seizing of my love
I am starless tonight
and so shall I be for every other night
until your scarring scathing of my senses
makes tatters of my teetering sanity
I am spineless tonight
and so shall I be for every other night
until your terrorizing of my trembling soul
is to put to a finite end together with
the rest of me
MilagroShe lay on the narrow bed, connected to an almost frightening array of tubes, needles, and drips. Snatches of conversation flitted in and out of her awareness.Milagro5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
" massive internal injury "
" close to death "
" no response "
" organs will fail if she does not wake soon "
She wanted to wake up. She tried so hard, but after two days of trying the small sliver of consciousness she was struggling to reach was only moving further and further away. And she was tired, so very tired.
On the fifth day she stopped fighting.
* * *
That voice. His voice.
"Evelyn, it's me, Adam."
Goodbye Adam. I'm sorry, I can't go on.
Something soft and small slipped into her hand.
"Remember the orange blossom I gave you on our wedding day? We both made promises that day. Fight this Evelyn. Wake up. Come back to me."
I can't fight anymore.
She felt something warm wrap around her fingers. Instinctively, they tightened.
"I know you can hear