Embrace the StarsStand in the warm glow
That rains so lightly upon
The cold, glittering snow
Before that star is gone
Shelter from the cold night
Until the brilliant dawn
The return of the soothing light
Of which we've grown so fond
Too often, the more distant stars
Go, in our ignorance, forgotten
They're away from us, so very far
But from them, are our lives begotten
The Music of the Spheres
Is audible to attentive ears
Listen to that magnificent symphony
That of the vast, dark eternity
Burning Orb of Luminescent Glory
Eclipse the whole of the human story
Lashing out with tongues of fire
Trivialize all human passion and desire
Stars are within us
As we are but a small part
Of the Forever All;
The Wonderful Universe
HeroHeroHero10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I promised to save you
Through thick and thin
I tried and I tried
Lord knows I tried
And to some degree
But not enough not enough
I knew it wasn't enough
Even if I refused to think about it
I knew it would end
And it was because I knew it would end
That I never said forever
I'm not a liar, you see
Though I never stopped trying
And how did our story end?
It hadn't been enough
As I knew and didn't know it would
So we parted
To save you
To protect you
But I'm just another guy
I'm no hero
Thank youAs i wake to the sunrise,Thank you6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
feeling your warm embrace,
every time i think how lucky i am,
since to you i am as transparent as water,
yet very predictable,
so you always know there is something wrong,
thanks to my bold expressions that shows deep thoughts.
Although i grow with age,
you still feel the need to
cover me and protect me from my troubles,
and when i grow too old as time passes,
I will still hold you in my heart,
with my love for you and
my memories of you,
For you are my friend,
you are my family,
you are my Mother.
And to that i say thank you
A stormy understandingAnd the rain is pouring down,A stormy understanding6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pouring down upon this frown
But it clears my grief away,
All the grief I have today.
And the wind is very rough,
Very rough, I’ve had enough
But it blows the fear away,
All the fear I have today.
And the lightning is so bright,
Much too bright for my poor sight
But it takes the tears away,
All the tears I shed today.
Two White BirdsTwo white brids,Two White Birds6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pictured on a stormy gray sky.
Two white birds,
Why can't I?
Like those two white birds,
So we fly,
Against a gray sky.
The TornadoIt cameThe Tornado4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
out of the west
of a hot summer day
when the air
and the light
was sick and green
the old men
on the corners
of the street
mumbling to themselves
"Its Grinder weather,
its a bad cloud coming"
all said the same
they had seen it before
was in the moment
the surety of chaos unleashed
with the scream
and the roar of terrible energy
the dance of the
wind, the spin of
so beautiful, so dangerous
tore through the town
and the people hid
staying as low
as they could get
seeking the safety
that was not there
for the tornado
had no mercy
in its makeup
no care for the crying baby
no thought of
the works of man
the driving fury of its
it passed over
as the minutes became hours
and the hours turned
all time had no meaning
for the tornado
all that was
all that had ever been
as if a dream
on that hot summer day
To Become Onesnowflakes drift apartTo Become One10 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
sideways in the white ocean
-on land, become one
Red on the SandRed on the sandRed on the Sand6 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
It blows and swirls like grass in the wind
Cracked ivory towers, tired and tattered
Bending the hairs on my eyelids
Dizzy and empassioned, I walk up the wall
Sitting in the corner, I scrape and roll
Closing my ears to their stares
Their narrow, twisted wrath
It rails me like glass
Red on the sand, green in my eyes
Patting the water as it breezes my cheek
Cool and soft as curtains of cotton
Soot covered blossoms of silver and lime
Peeling my thoughts with chisel and ice
Curvy sharpness hidden in wax
Melting with flames and honey
It drips from my lips
Red on the sand, gold in the clouds
The lone dark freezes my song
Ripping tears from my pulse and
Splattering my dreams again and again
Crisp and jagged and silent
My single thought torn to the ground
Grass folding with my breath
Choking until I am gone
BloomYou are the space of timeBloom1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
In between every tick of the clock.
Undefined and fleeting
Every beat brings new potential.
You are a drop of rain
On a day where the sun shines bright.
Unexpected and cold
So easily dismissed, you are forgotten.
You are a shattered vase
Pieces of which lay scattered across the floor.
Beautiful and broken
You will never be repaired.
You are a rose not yet in bloom
Hidden beneath crimson petals
Sharp and protected.
Inside of you lives the potential for more.
Is it not yet time for you to rise,
Release the secret
You've kept hidden for so long,
My dear, sweet flower?
I gave up.
Left you. Abandoned you.
But maybe if I had just waited longer,
I would have gotten to see your true colors.
Cradle Of DeathWhen you're merry mood turns low,Cradle Of Death2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wandering vacantly upon lily petals,
Camouflaged into silver sombre snow.
Think oft of the seconds of your success,
In that cradle of death in which you shall confess.
For all those little lies you thought right,
Retching honestly from black sickness,
Hidden in that noire nonchalant night.
Think oft of the minutes of your madness,
In that cradle of death in which you crave sadness.
You're futile faith is all but weak,
Living gallantly with sulphuric breath,
Lost in that crimson calm creek.
Think oft of the hours of your hell,
In that cradle of death in which you can only yell.
3D3D3D2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Plunge your hand,
Don't just skim the surface.
There are layers to it.
To all of them.
Some sweet and soft;
Waiting with open arms.
Others so rocky,
It makes you want to turn your back to them.
But people don't come with maps.
There's no guidebook
That helps you navigate a personality
That grows vaster each day.
Look past the cover
Take time to read the book.
You might be surprised,
And keep it on your shelf.
You never know by looking.
There's a reason why
Relationships need care
And need you to want to care.
Layers upon layers,
Stacks upon stacks,
You have to navigate to find
Hearts with our identity
Printed right onto them
Unique to each one.
So put on your glasses
Don't be blind.
Nothing is how it really looks
I thought I knew.
Thought I was too smart.
But people are deeper
People are not flat.
I thought I knew
What they thought of me
I thought I knew
That they didn't want me around.
And for that
Because no one is two-dimensional.
We each have
SamuraiSurviving underneath the midnight skySamurai2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hidden by the shadows of this grim world
The tiger is traversing silently
His whole body seemingly unweary
A samurai whose master is the moon
A phantom whose labors go unnoticed
Until after such deeds are at an end
From this beast his duty you cannot rend
Ev'ry eye that catches a glimpse of him
Finds beauty and terror in his presence
Such strong reactions as reverence and scorn
From sightings of this warrior are born
Unrestrained by the shadows of this world
The tiger is the soldier of heaven
And is the reason why the angels sing
A samurai whose master is the moon
solitudeI need a daysolitude2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but to escape
alone inside my mind.
these desperate ways,
I'll gladly leave behind.
give me this time,
but know that I
might not come out again.
If I should try,
the world and I
can reconcile then.
I need to flee
there's no more to be said.
I only need
eons to be
alone inside my head.
The window of an early afternoonThe light beyond the hills was burningThe window of an early afternoon6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As my weary eyes were turning
Towards the ending of a soothing June
That has left me all too soon.
And those golden rays of summer fade
(Much too soon to be portrayed)
Into skies that hide the view
Of those hills I wish I knew.
But within these walls my vision
Cannot reach them with precision;
Soon my window shows but only
A reflection that is lonely.
Once again the light is fading,
All these wishes come invading
And the skies that once burned bright,
Fade in the engulfing night.
Once they fade away from sight,
In the cover of the night,
I can hear the midnight’s calls -
Still confined within these walls.
The light beyond the hills was burning
And I always wait here yearning
For a chance to see the view
From those hills I wish I knew.
SilenceSilence.Silence1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A language that everyone speaks.
But one that we are not able to hear.
A place where emotions and abandonment meet.
Of which we are forced to confront our buried fears.
There are no more lessons that the agents of society can teach.
An infinite amount of words expressed through a solitary tear.
People dish out advice but never practise what they preach.
A language with the same traits as a hopeful prayer.
A society where people judge others, as they sit back in their self proclaimed seats.
They can no longer understand you and they aware of the darkness that draws near.
Many lives led but we are all accompanied by the same drumbeat
Maybe you don't want to be heard but people will forcefully lend an ear.
Lips fused together, unint
Silent TearsSilent tearsSilent Tears10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in all of this
A river flows
from my spirit
as still and deep
and desire -
all fine things -
never to surface -
when a soul
and gone in
into my soul
for no one
Twenty Years LaterOur walks endTwenty Years Later9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as the autumn spread
In the stars above
In our lives turned old.
Has it been twenty years?
"Since the owls last song"
Our eyes look for us
was twenty years so long?
In the barren fields of earth
In the sounds of fallen leaves
Man finds his long lost soul
After so many years,
They speak in silence
Of guilts, of choices,
of love, and distances.
When the songs of the crickets
Turns silent as eyelids.
Pair of starlings fold wings,
In utmost certainty.
When at the end of the October night,
The air smells of sleep.
She speaks up to the Man
Did you find peace?
He smiles and looks
Her eyes only he sees...
Nuclear ProtestNuclear notions explode in commotion,Nuclear Protest2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Scarred spirits in black blasts,
Fearless fighters dive in with emotion,
As fire flames through bricks fast,
How dying suffers not the living or rest.
Mushrooms of malice rupture in rhyme,
Ambiguous armies are attending,
Love ones consider clamouring and the climb,
Up rubble rash and red by blood so bleak,
Faces not foes, friends, freaks.
Uranium irks the system safe,
Where leaders leak and rulers reek,
Of guilt and guile in fleeing faith,
Now survivors and soldiers seek,
To judge and try the tyrants of tomorrow.
Dying dancerSensually moving, carried by the windDying dancer1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Smooth and light like a feather
Reaching up, wishing to spread the wings
Drawing your eyes to the enchanting dance
Hypnotizing with every move
Leading your mind to the deepest trance
Sumptuously dressed in golden robes
Infinite and silky the dancer curves
Captivating and charming your inner thoughts
A veil of darkness brings the dancer to life
For darkness is the reason to dance
And dancing consumes both of your lives
The dancer wants to be free
Wants to elude that coming destiny
Wants to escape, jump high and flee
Soon the dancer will cease to exist
It will finally be free
And the flame on this candle forever will be extinct.
Silver Egg!Celtic mists of timeSilver Egg!2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Our land from long ago
There lies silver dragon egg
Sadly left with feelings of woe.
Nest on Carrauntoohil
Secret spot unknown
Safe throughout endless years
Millennium all on its own.
Dragon now seeks long lost egg
Feeling relief when it's found
Where she'd left it, long ago
Glittering silver on Celtic ground.
Red and green dragon wings
Flapping silently this quiet night
Mother breathes nurturing fire
Egg breaks there's dragon life.
Waiting on Celtic twilight
Pair fly high on Carrauntoohil
Portal into glories past
Door to home will open soon.
Gaia's tearsThe familiar calm when the air runs coldGaia's tears2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Happens more frequently as hurt gets old.
Time slows to a halt for the oncoming rain
Sparking deep from the core of the source of Her pain.
As the skies turn dark, filled to the brim
By countless sealed letters personally sent.
With written concerns calling relent.
Silence! Comes Her beckoning whim.
The roar of the thunder, the weakening gates.
Till they hold no more, breaking hinges and free inmates.
Falling with order rather haphazardly.
Hitting their mark with a message immediately.
'Tears from Heaven', fall far from home.
Misread origins and meanings from a grand tome.
Breathing life into seeds with cause for no guilt
Only wanting care as She quietly wilts.
The life being conscious never does it hear
Gaia's hurt cries of love and fear.
Kirsten Z. Jacob