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
Celestial MemoriesGod how I have prayed to never fall preyCelestial Memories1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the nectarine gossamer caught on the
cornerstone of your mouth,
a celestial house
Lips radiating like redshift,
indomitable as quasars with
enough poignancy to pierce through my very pulse while
you create maps, circumnavigating through these
black holes that you bore into my being and very core as
my spirit surrendered to your summons long before
I am an ocean of stark emptiness and
you are seemingly endless seas of starburst
You leave and I break into
cold sweat, blueshift and pale skin
Memories of starry night, air on the g string and
cigarette stained fingers about coffee drained tongues
hang on for dear life like
deadening leaves on dampening bark fearing the
fast approaching icy drafts
No matter the nebulae and speed of light,
no matter there be an earth or home to return to or not,
you are for always where I end and
In you is my equinox and
together we shall always lay down and
die only to lay in each others arms soon and
ConstellationsConstellations wrung ofConstellations1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Celestial grace blazing
The Milky Way
Winged guardians sail
moonsongthe crescent moons bitten into my palmsmoonsong9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
break apart the hard worn lines written
there. a fortune teller told me
it was just a matter of time before my
universe crashed in on itself
and my stars ripped themselves apart.
your gray-sky-eyes swallowed me whole
and i fell down, down, down
while your piano key fingers played
my melody one last time.
siren's abyssyour metallic voice drips off your tongue,siren's abyss9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
acid burning through my paper skin.
a siren song drifts though my mind;
i am a ship crafted from the daily news
being pulled in by your gravity,
sinking your raven colored abyss-eyes
and crashing into your rocky shores.
clockwork mechanicshis heart ticks on; hisclockwork mechanics1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
clockwork fingers caress my
If i was to die tomorrowAnd if I was to die tomorrow,If i was to die tomorrow11 months 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
simple pleasureswind caressing my face,simple pleasures9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
tangling my hair,
cooling me down
on this hot summer day
running down my chin,
hoping that they grow anew
my daughter's smile
when she splashes me in the pool,
her screeching laugh
when I chase her
it's the simple things
that make me sigh with contentment,
it's the little things
that bring tremendous joy
Burnt Sienna IIBurnt SiennaBurnt Sienna II1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
feet stride slowly along
a trail of sand that stretches past the horizon,
past suns obscured by occasional eddies of stardust.
The traveler makes it all the way to a sizzling, melting moon
before it sends her sloshing back to earth and
crashing once more into the land where the only noise is heat.
The unfortunate soul spits sand and liquid moon rock from cracked,
clay-covered lips and wishes it tasted more like chocolate
than centuries-old copper.
Searing the soles of the wanderer’s feet,
sand scrapes against blisters long popped,
but she rubs lukewarm poultice to stave off the pain.
The motion conjures recollections of other seemingly failed journeys
into the infinity beyond this.
She doesn’t mind-
it only means she has the opportunity to try another path.
Celestial Memoriestrust flees from the Earth, dodging the pale moon andCelestial Memories1 year 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
Corduroyblue corduroy coat,Corduroy1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
frozen lashes, one last breath
suspended in glass
My WishI can paint the worldMy Wish11 months 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
sinkingshe went looking for sea—sinking10 months 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
goodbyehair like flamesgoodbye9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and a single, adventure-ridden heart to match
she was like a wildfire
spreading over your skin and
her voice would absorb into your veins,
she was a fairytale wrapped up
inside a human being
the whole universe was cupped inside of
her little hands
impossibilities would trickle from her lips
both his hearts are broken
and her body is decomposing in the ground
some days he drops everything he's holding
and ignores every galaxy that is calling out to him
and then he will just sit quietly
for days on end, remembering
the girl who waited
birdlike bonesit's like youbirdlike bones9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
wrapped your fingers
around my throat
and then had
the nerve to ask me
Life's BonfireWhen the time comesLife's Bonfire1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And God calls my name
I will make a stake
Of all my mistakes
All dreams and hopes
Desires and friend
Of all I loved
And the ones who left
On the bottom I will put
Tree climbing, first bike
Always alone at home
That didn't feel right
I don't blame you Mummy
You were so young
I don't blame you Daddy
That you worked all the time
Then will go the pain
That ruined my life
And my childhood was gone
And I wanted to die
Next it's time for the people
Who hurt me or left
So called boyfriends
And forgetful friends
And these few moments
I wouldn't dare to tell now
What I did with them
On the top of that pile
I will throw my love
And the God will judge me
On all that I did
All I've left after
The proof that I lived
This Is Reality.....Right?This Is Reality….Right?This Is Reality.....Right?9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reality really isn’t real, understand that.
symphonic miseryyou lied the night you kissed me,symphonic misery1 year 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.
curiouser and curiouserseventeen years &curiouser and curiouser9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
still chasing white rabbits,
it's no wonder i've never
been in love.
we're all mad here;
no one can find the road to
(i don't know
where to go)
let's fall down a hole.
(i'm just a chrysalis
with no butterfly wings)
off with my head when it
can only imagine nonsense
& clockwork hearts.
give me a cheshire's smile-
i want to know
what it feels like
to be in wonderland.
Believe What LiesBelieve What LiesBelieve What Lies9 months 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…..
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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
fading awaythe disharmonyfading away1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
of the city is fading
of sounds being swallowed by
the din of Silence
Celestial MemoriesThis is a storyCelestial Memories1 year 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