The Earth is SmilingCool night air on pale flesh,The Earth is Smiling2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bare and pressed
Together in joy and comfort,
In love and affection of a quality
Impossible for the tongue to express,
Articulated adequately only by
Body, mind, and soul
Moonlight amplified by
Blankets of cloud, drawn
Lazily on a gentle breeze
Over shining silver stars.
The sky, rolling velvet indigo.
Frogs singing from trees
And insects humming steadily,
As we sigh soft vapors of fulfillment;
Two beasts in each other's arms,
In the presence of our Mother,
Sharing one soul in abounding peace.
Be still and hear;
The earth is smiling.
My Simple HeartMy simple heartMy Simple Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is breaking beneath
The careful, deliberate pressures of
Destined to reshape me
Into the stone beauty,
That I must become
What a CrimeWhat a Crime3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Believe I'm here
I'm here for you
You can't pull through
Pull through the pain
The pain will forget
Forget the game
'Cause I can't let
If I end up alone
Alone on the street
The street can be home
Home's a warm place to sleep
Sleep is love without a heart
Without a heart's the only way
The only way to live painlessly
But I don't want to
Don't wanna leave you
Would rather sit silently
By your side
And do all I can
If you'll only keep me safe
Please keep me safe
'Cause when I'm really honest
Starving isn't nearly as scary
As realizing I don't fit anywhere
And that the one expected to love me most
Forgets my very existance.
Time is running out and I'm bleeding
Between a spike and a hard place,
Calling out to anyone who will listen...
Can you hear me?
Float on, baby girl...
These wings were broken so long
That I can only remember vague bits
Of how to fly,
So will you carry me,
Just for a little while?
Just until I can walk
And not get dizzy,
2. LoveLove2. Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is such an overused
And misunderstood word,
But not a word
Or an emotion;
It's a choice.
A choice to put the beloved
To make them feel special,
Make them feel cherished,
Show them that they are respected,
That they are wanted and needed,
To show them the beauty
That one sees in them.
To be loved
Is an entirely different
It is to feel special,
Wanted and needed,
To feel beautiful...
And to feel safe doing so.
It is much more difficult for me
To feel loved than it is
For me to love another;
I love so easily,
Give of myself so freely,
That it is easy for me to be
Taken advantage of...
And it has become difficult for me
So I love,
But am afraid of believing
That I am loved,
For to believe would allow
Me to be very hurt,
Should I not truly be as loved
As I think I am.
If I Had My WayIf I had my way,If I Had My Way3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would lie beside you
On a bed of roses every night,
Cover you with
Kisses and shower you
With gold and garnet,
Caress every inch of you
With the sweetest subtle touch,
And fight away your nightmares.
If I had my way
You'd see how much I really care;
But you have to have your way,
And you don't even know I'm there.
Insomnia SessionSlipping in and out of sleep is one of the worst feelings.Insomnia Session3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every time I fall under I'm by your side,
Running, laughing, wrestling, smiling,
And the moment I come to you're gone.
But I still roll over in bed,
Just to make sure,
Feeling around gently in the darkness
For the warmth of you I never find.
After that I usually laugh at myself,
Unless I frown,
And then I fall back asleep,
Only to search for you again an hour later.
So last night I lay awake and wondered
Whether love is a creation of chemical origin,
Something that can be controlled and reproduced at will,
Or something deeper, a spiritual matter.
I know that when your lips are pressed against mine
Something stirs inside me
That feels like it may be my soul
I think that's enough, isn't it?
Every time we touch there's a spark on my skin,
A flutter in my chest,
A giddy rush in my stomach,
And something powerful within me comes alive.
I think my soul loved you before I chose to.
So I maybe love is something that is
9. DriveSometimes9. Drive3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The only thing that makes
The rest of the world
Is to slip away from this place,
To grab the keys,
Start the car,
Every now and then
I would sneak out of my bedroom,
Careful not to wake anyone else,
And take off into the night,
Driving along the highway until I reached
Another quiet place
To sit and watch the sunrise,
A place to feel alive
When all else fails.
One of these days I'll drive away
And watch the sunset while I do it;
Pretty soon I'll know where I'm going,
And I won't have to
MeltingMelting3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes I feel like I'm melting
Into the world,
Into the planet around me,
Running my fingers through the warm,
Breathing in the subtly sweet smell of earth
That reminds me of him.
Other times it's just the sunshine,
The gentle, radiant
Embrace of pure warmth,
Like the touch I long for
As I lie down to sleep.
Sometimes it's cold,
As cold as it could ever be;
So cold that my bones throb,
My hands quiver,
And I pale
Until I am a fortress in the silence,
Chilled so deeply that
I cannot feel cold
And fear heat.
My body could wither away
And I would still be here,
The relentless spirit,
Lost in its own heart,
Reaching urgently to grasp
A prize that isn't there.
I linger with my fingers pressed
Against my lips,
Afraid to speak and
Desperate to scream,
Torn right down the middle,
A tapestry of pain,
A stone table stained with lies
As red as roses.
Death is a journey we must make alone,
And I think it wouldn't hurt so much
If we didn't need each other
Throughout our lives.
SummertimeThe sky is pink with the sunset and,Summertime3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The clouds look like cotton candy.
I want to eat popcorn at carnivals,
or spend all day by riverbanks soaking up the atmosphere.
The air is tinged with sun tan lotion, freshly mowed grass and,
the laughter of children playing in puddles
left over from afternoon showers.
The breeze is thick and warm, flowing through the skirts of lovers
And kissing bare shoulders.
Daisies and dandelions tilt their faces towards the sun,
Proudly pretending they each deserve to be picked and
braided into chains, adorning necks and hair.
Little girls dressed in sunshine
dance in the evening glow, as
little boys catch fireflies in an attempt to captivate and impress.
I hold my breath as the sun dips below the horizon and,
sets the sky on fire one last time.
I could swear time stops
As everything transforms into silhouettes of what they were.
The clouds give way to a million stars, that still can't shine
as bright as your eyes.
The whole world tucks itself away, but not u
Every Time She FliesEvery time she flies it's like the first time,Every Time She Flies3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But this time her feet never touched the ground.
The world was filled with gloom when she was walking,
But with wings she learned, it is sunny above the clouds.
Her eyes hurt from the shine, but she kept looking,
And her heart raced with the height that she had gained.
But her hands were firmly grasped by strong assurance,
And it told her it would keep her far from pain.
From up so high, she swore she could see heaven -
In every star and every beam of light.
Every time she flies it's like the first time,
But this time she was sure that it was right.
give myself to the sky.i'll rhyme my kiss with the words you never saidgive myself to the sky.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
make a poem out of the thoughts in your head
edit them together with mine
and delete the couplets until a couple's left behind.
Why So Troubled?Oh heart, why so troubled?Why So Troubled?4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You poor damaged soul,
You're shattered to pieces;
You've never been whole.
Oh hands, why so shaky?
You're bitten and sore;
You sad little things,
You've never been sure.
Oh head, why so clouded?
You're spacey, unclear;
You've always been drowning,
And frozen with fear.
Oh back, why so achy?
You've never been straight.
You're folding with pressure;
You're losing all faith.
Oh eyes, why so blurry?
You wet little mess,
You've always been weak
To a little distress.
Oh heart, why so troubled?
You poor empty thing,
You'll never be filled;
Such disaster you bring.
Like The Dead Must BeShe is tired like oceans are tired, after a thousand years of beating the same shores and turning, relentlessly, to vapor. Tired, like rainforests are tired, of chainsaws and hunters, and tired like blood cells are tired of running around and around in the same twisting tracks. She is tired like moonlit nights are tired of being romantic and tired like the dead must be, when they lay down to rest forever.Like The Dead Must Be4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But she does not sleep, because her wretched exhaustion is always better than bad dreams.
She is sick like skeletons are sick, when they hollow themselves out and are reduced to dust. Sick, like the insane are sick with the world and sicker still than each star in the murky sky. Sick like the first snowfall of winter and sick like broken china dolls. She is sick like addicts are sick with regret and need and sick like the dead must be, when they long for peaceful decay to come for them.
But she takes no medication, because her vile sickness is always better than being numb.
She is sad
AnythingI'd give anything.Anything3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But no matter what I gave,
It wouldn't be enough.
And somehow, deep down,
I think that's okay.
Sentimental Similes and...Full title: "Sentimental Similes and Accolades of Affection"Sentimental Similes and...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You make my heart fly like it's still whole,
like the bones in my wings aren't brittle and broken
and these palpatations actually follow some sort of a beat.
Like maybe my feathers are still beautiful,
even though I've made a habit out of flying too close to the sun.
Suddenly, it's heat just warms my skin,
and now I'm glowing.
Instead of bursting into flames.
You burn me from the inside out,
but it's a comfortable energy.
You play my strings so delicately,
I feed off the vibrations.
You make me feel like a song,
that missed a beat, but found it just in time for the crescendo.
And now I'm playing on
like nothing bad has ever happened in my life.
Just like a Dali painting --
Beautiful and ugly and brilliant
and no one's sure exactly what it means...
But you're the artist,
and in your eyes, every stroke makes sense and I'm perfection.
Moonstruck AffairYou sail through the rugged seas of my mindMoonstruck Affair3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dropping your anchor into the depths of my heart
My eyes are flooded by your wake
as they gaze up defying your gravity
I see you all alone my moon
as I'm shooting stars
wishing you down to your home
here in my garden where your touch
makes my soil glisten
I am lost in this frenzy of love for you
Drunk on its divinity
At home in its sanctuary
as we swim around this galaxy
walking down our milky way
You visciously tug at me
trying to pull me safely away
keeping me from spinning out of control
from my inevitable doom of her wrath
but your tender fingers
are slowly losing their grip
I took roots in this earth
bound to my inevitable doom
Her warmth blankets me like a child
She can even compete with your pale beauty
exposing her aurora in your midnight sky
The emanation of her hot love
causes a need to grow in me
You have tried to block her radiant glow
yet her halo still showed
Her summer breeze teases
making me ache for longer days
I am a prisone
Species EnvyLuxuriant eyes,Species Envy2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
A mustache wide with whiskers
astride a dainty nose-
Cupped ears lined with fur
over intelligent brow,
And small, padded feet
With retracted claws
sharp enough to tear the flesh,
but dexterous, too.
Flexible tail, long
and skillfully expressive
at the end of her
coat of orange, black, and brown.
A scratch on the head
And a sunlit nap;
How envious I could be
of the lives of cats!
Songs with our eyes closed.i am 23 and filled with contempt for things i do not yet understandSongs with our eyes closed.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and anxious for words I have yet to pen, taste or whisper to you.
i've hollowed my bones in hopes that one day i will see the sun rise
through my own clouded judgement. i dream of neon lights and i
still dream of you, i tried to tell you as much. i know i can teach the
flowers to be brave and stand tippy toe tall like the trees do, i know
the wind can sing sonnets to the moon if someone would just take
the time to help her understand, and i know i am real.
i am 23 and i think about my funeral and how i would like to live
forever. i know there are secrets we will never know when we close
our eyes and i know i owe the time between seconds to you and
the soft smiles you've given away.
i am a little bird, a cageling, and i long to fly.
i am 23 years away from changing lives and 23 years away from
the first time you smiled and 23 years away from my first mistake.
and i am 23.
Five Finger FiligreeFive finger filigreeFive Finger Filigree11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ink lines traversing me
In feats that flow through symmetry
And Random, free
Breath to breathe.
Every hour building power;
Bringing climax to the skies
Burning fumes behind the eyes-
Cataclysmic swagger hip-clench
Seismic drop of give-and-take synch.
Questions left with space to find
An eternal stretch of opened mind
Expanse beyond dreamscapes combined
With flowering flow of endless Time
A looping wheel, a cyclical line.
All living things may die,
But I'm alive and feeling fine.