Beneath The Black WillowsBeneath The Black Willows3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beneath the black willows
the moonlight deploys
unnoticed through soft braided reeds.
Though fingers were broken
the moonbeams disperse
like organ pipes sifting the breeze.
Beneath the black willows
a violet crow falls
to perch upon empty a chest.
A hollowed form spun
through the breath of the wind
His toes brushed the finger tipped crest.
Beneath the black willows
there swings a white noose
and from it there swings a man high.
He dances each morning
He dances each night
I imagine he's thankful to fly.
In The GardenIn The Garden3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sunlight threw its hair across the peeling iron fence
Bathing rosebud domes in deep vanilla shades
Katydids clicked their thighs as moonbeamed moths ducked
Taking shelter beneath shadowed petal veils
I kissed the pale dawn, leaping over iron fence
My barefoot soles left yellow streaks across the silver stones
In the shadow of a sparrow I kept the garden path
One by one the slender trees curtsied as I passed
The liquid honey sunlight filtered through the Autumn dawn
And here I spent my afternoon, Dreaming winters gone
Deja vuDeja vu3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Raindrops hit my window
like the stones you used to throw.
Waking me each morning.
Waking me each night.
There Was a Storm TodayThere Was a Storm Today3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The palms of rain and soil applauded as they met,
twisting their fingers to knot a streaming brook.
Lightning followed, pounding its fists against the smoking sky,
While gusts of wind erupted; raindrop fireworks.
Mist began to swirl above the steaming pavement-
(reminding me of those winters by the lake so long ago.)
The puddles chased the passing storm to clear
the dusted streets and wash the trees of poor habits.
Again the lightning flickered, like a dying silver bulb
swinging by a string in some attic from the past.
The storm exhales once more to retract its mighty arms.
And so the afternoon awaits the sun to press her fingers through the clouds
So the birds can fly again.
Too Gay?I've been seeing quite a few people condemning gay folks for being "too open", trying to shove gayness in peoples' faces, and making gayness their defining characteristic. I can't speak for all gay people, but I have just a few things to say about this.Too Gay?2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
First, how can someone be too open or too forward about who they are? After all, being gay is nothing to be ashamed of. Our society has moved past that archaic idea. Thus, there is no reason should we feel we have to be careful and discreet about how much we reveal about our sexuality. I don't introduce myself with "hi, I'm Anna and I'm gay," but when conversations on relationships, politics, gay rights, or my significant other come up, I'm not shy about saying that I am a lesbian. If that offends you, the fault is yours, not mine.
Secondly, many people misinterpret normal behaviors as being innately gay. I've known straight men that have many stereotypically gay mannerisms and many straight wom
PianistPianist3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
His fingertips splashed through the ivory keys
With ripples that scattered in rows
While windows bloomed petals of watery pinks
Each kissing his cheeks with a glow
Releasing his notes like a bird caged in spring
He untangled the keys from their din
Making sense of a sequence not meant to be seen
He etches them deep in his skin.
He performs for the windows and plays for the halls
The curtains will sway in his song
The picture frames quiver and jump from the walls
Beneath the great rush of his palms.
So I open my window, before I lay rest
Just to capture a trace of his spawn
It's been years since I've heard it, but still I await
for the chime of the Pianist's song.
CagedI am the bird,Caged2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
trapped in your cage.
I cower inside,
terrified by your rage.
Please let me out.
I need to take flight.
The wind in my feathers,
smiling in the light,
but you won't let me out.
You laugh at my cry,
if you will not free me,
please let me die.
I cannot go on this way,
drowning in fear,
day after day,
year after year,
but you don't have the mercy,
don't have the grace.
You laugh as I scream,
a smile on your face.
Fine, be that way,
cruel and cold,
but I'm sick of playing,
your games gotten old.
I scratch at your hand.
Free! I fly straight ahead.
A window unopen,
thump! Your bird is dead.
You cry out,
but you can't hurt me.
Your birdy has just flown,
and is finally free.
The Ashes of My HeartThe Ashes of My Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The ash that was once my heart
Flew away in the cold,
And unforgiving wind of reality.
Dancing with its twirls
Leaving a little bit of my heart
Here and there
So I could never recollect it.
All I've got now is a shadow of a soul
And who knows how long I have
Until that disappears in the world
Just like everything else that concerns me-
No one knows
And they never will.
I Am, Who Are You?I am thirteen years old.I Am, Who Are You?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am one of Jehovah's Witnesses.
I am proud.
I am strong.
I am unique.
I am a poet.
I am an artist.
I have Bipolar Disorder.
I have hallucinations.
I have delusions.
I am not crazy.
I am not strange.
I am different.
I am me.
Who are you?
Desire YouI know you're somewhere out thereDesire You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Perhaps in another time or place
Because the right time has not come
Like me you're also unaware
I've usually focused on a single person
Obviously that hasn't worked
So now I simply walk through life
Not really searching for you at all
Searching would be a waste of time
Things will come together naturally
I'm not going to worry about it too much
But it would be nice to meet you
Somewhere out there you're living your life
Which has yet to collide with mine
To me you don't have a name or face
In spite of this I desire you
FriendFinally I can seeFriend3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Really see your heart
It is so big and beautiful
Even with all your defects
No one can replace you
Don't ever change
Ripped ApartRipped Apart3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I watch in silence as he rips her apart..limb by limb. The sound of crunching and blood splattering was almost too much to bare.
You're next. I hear the voice inside my head scream.
"Please! Please don't subject me to such arbitral wickedness! I beg of you, I'll do anything you wish." I cried. The creature dropped the carcass and turned to me. Her body was so twisted and disfigured, I couldn't bare to look again.
It's your turn now! You didn't help her.. the reek of betrayal was strong in the air, almost too thick to breathe in.
"Do what you wish to me.. It doesn't matter anymore." I fell to my knees crying. It came closer, smelling the fear that covered me. I knew it was over, yet something inside me screamed to keep fighting. While it slowly tore at my skin I tried to distance myself, thinking of the old days when I was safe and warm in my bed. Nothing could ever harm me..the monsters were never real and I..was happy. A tear fell upon the floor, mixing wit
MageMage2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Blasted blistered roots of trees,
limbs askew in knotted knees,
darkling bark of branches grows-
turning back, my fever flows,
Maudlin madness chills my veins,
wretched reek of death remains -
draws me dreaming to this place,
sallow streams and wallowed waste.
Twisted thoughts begin to creep
into woods where willows weep.
Turning twice I light the flame
no one there to bear my shame.
Burning bright, my sacrifice
beacon blazing in the night
warning all who wander here
that God's truth will cost them dear.
Mermaid's DreamSwimming in an endless sea,Mermaid's Dream2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Living under the water so free,
Light above, Darkness below,
Where it started, no one knows.
Searching as I transcend,
Willing to comprehend,
What more could there be,
Other than the endless sea.
Is there another world above?
It's inhabitants able to love?
What would I give,
To find a way to live,
Out of the sea,
If only it could be.
I know not of that world,
Its stories untold,
beckoning me closer,
Like a song from it's composer.
Do I stay or do I swim?
Lose some scales and gain more skin?
Should I leave what I know behind,
And seek out a brighter sky?
Is It Wrong?Is It Wrong?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is it wrong
To miss those calls at night
That went on for hours on end?
To miss staying up until 1 AM
Not wanting to end our conversation?
To miss reminiscing over past memories together
Of the great times we had?
To miss feeling that I could trust you
With absolutely any secret of who I am?
To miss hurting whenever you were in pain
As if attached by our emotions?
Is it wrong
To yearn for those fights between us
About which of us loved the other more?
To yearn for those dates that were always filled with joy,
Laughter, wanting time to freeze at that moment?
To yearn for the way that, in each of our conversations,
The words "I love you" would easily slip in?
To yearn for that feeling we had together
That we could conquer any feat thrown at us?
To yearn for the way you came to me for comfort
To help you through those tough times?
Is it wrong
To wish for the good times of innocence
We had before love interfered?
To wish for those talks that made me feel important,
And that really convince
For a FriendI haven't been the best friendFor a Friend6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I hope I haven't been the worst
I hope that you'll remember me
Even when all we know is gone
You'll always be in my mind
I'll never forget all the paths you helped me find
Please forgive my past mistakes
And I'll remember you had none
No matter where you are you'll be here
I'll never forget you, nor your tears
I'll always help you if you only ever asked
No matter how weak you think you are
In my mind you're always stronger
Even if you can't hold on or fight much longer
Then just stay to hear me say my last goodbye
I can't blame you for anything
Please don't have any regrets
You're life is your own to live
But I ask you live it well
I'll always remember the stories you'd tell
But I have one last thing to say
Before I say goodbye
I have to tell you that I love you
Like only a best friend could
So please remember that about me
I hope you give life another chance
Before you think death is what's coming next
That's the way it goes
DrugLove is a drugDrug2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mixed between ecstasy & ruin
between pleasure & pain
Like the smell of blood
that pours out of my veins
It's a addictive
But it's destroying you
from the inside out
Hitting hard with every breath,
I guess, just like crystal meth
Love is so destructive
It really hurts
But it hurts so good
You just can't get enough
Yeah I know it's tough
Love is the drug
you can't get enough of
HeartI left my heart's door open,Heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But no one walked in.
I laughed but no one laughed with me.
All that's left is a symphony.
It's coming from the back of my heart.
I'm waiting for someone to hear it.
Will you listen?
Deaf EarsDeaf Ears3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
What if I knock at heaven's door?
What if I scream and shout all my needs?
What if I do my best to pray earnestly?
What if I still I feel empty because no one answers?
What if there's no relief in my soul after sending up that heavenly flare?
What if I am just a fallen angel?
What if all my prayers fall on deaf ears?
Love is.....Love is what binds us togetherLove is.....2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and what tears us apart
Love will revive us all
and it will kill us all
Love is everything
and it is nothing
Love is death
and it is life
Love is love
Hell is WaitingHell is Waiting3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once I had the strangest dream, truly it had an inconceivable scheme. Let me tell you of the haunting scene.
I was standing in a field, there was a gale that refused to yield. The ground below me fell and as I began to drop I did yell. Through the core I dove, through the fiery pits I drove.
Suddenly I was trapped in an eerie fog, as if I had landed in a bog. The smell of sulfur hung in the air, clinging onto my memories which I could not repair. The smell of death and decay fell fully on me without delay. So finally I opened my eyes and oh did they burn, and what I saw made my insides churn. Here I saw twisted mangled figures with so many distorted horrific features.
A sinister laugh echoed in the deathly silence, a testament to its evil nature lay before me as evidence. Mankind strewn about in so many charred remains, this was some sort of hellish domain. So here in this nightmare, my imagination began to dare. I pondered at the details of the picture before me, and my soul ripped ou