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Maiden By The Bay“Maiden By The Bay”Maiden By The Bay4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Every now and then across the water at night
A lady can be seen dressed in long silky white
She dances along the water as elusive as a bird
Her beauty so astounding I can not put into words
Her movements so graceful they shift the moon’s release
On the gravity of the earth; every crevice and crease
If the world were to fall apart around her piece by piece
Her dancing would never cease but only increase
And I wait for every day to end so I can say
I have seen this great maiden by the bay
The flowers enveloping her sing in harmony with the bees
The trees bend their barks and their branches tease
The ne
Serenade Her Sky"Serenade Her Sky"Serenade Her Sky3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Use me if you need to vent
Use me to your heart's content
I'm here for you; I'm prepared
I'll always listen; don't be scared
Use me as your punching bag
Tell me when you're feeling mad
I do not bruise; I have the might
If it means you'll be all right
Use me when you're black and blue
I'll restore your heart anew
Let me know when you are grey
Things won't always stay the same
Thanks for giving me the chance
To walk together hand-in-hand
I promise to help you through
What it is that's killing you
Tell me if I'm acting wrong
Tell me if I don't belong
I can handle what you say
I've matured in many ways
You're the stars an
Blossom"Blossom"Blossom3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beyond the cherry oaks and evergreen backwoods
Past the landscapes of emerald trees and creeks of water
On top of a hill surrounded by mud and soil
Lies an innocent flower as delicate and quiet as the wind
I planted this flower from the seedlings in my garden
Carefully cultivating this flower to reflect the beauty of nature
But I soon knew my flower outgrew its surroundings
This particular flower needed ample room to grow
At first the roots resisted, I had to tug to set them free
Scared of the storms and fires that could potentially be
The unknown wilderness is a scary place I must admit
Regardless my garden was not a comfortable
You Can Be A Poet“You Can Be A Poet”You Can Be A Poet4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I guarantee everyone is a poet
But I am willing to bet not many know it
Forming a poem is a simple task
Just string words on paper that seem to mask
Your hidden feelings on a certain subject
Or how you wish this world could be perfect
Not all poems have to be deep in meaning
And indeed even the simplest poems can be quite deceiving
This poem for example exists
Without any misdirection or twists
The focus of this poem is to provide
A helpful little guide
On how to write the absolute best
And bring out the skills everyone does possess
Poems work to magnificent avail
If one decides to retell a tale
Poems allow
Avoid Drama"Avoid Drama"Avoid Drama4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How dare you spread such rumors
How dare you say such lies
How can I be pregnant?
I'm not a girl; I'm a guy!
Why would you think that?
Why would you fib
About people you don't know
Or things you never did?
He broke up with her
She cheated on him
Please don't get me involved
I don't know where to begin
So what if you never
Got asked out to the prom?
It only lasts one night
Then life will carry on
Every week there's someone
Fighting with a friend
Who hates who this week?
Please let this drama end
Because I'll never understand
Why people have to judge
Adding insult to injury
To hearts that never budge
What
Crossed The Line"Crossed The Line"Crossed The Line4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She told him "no" many instances before
At first he listened, but not this time
Her words were sounds that he ignored
Because finally, he crossed the line
At first it seemed like every date
He was sweet and kind, holding doors
But even still at any rate
She found herself screaming on the bedroom floor
Because he heard, but didn't listen
Only hearing what he wanted to hear
And by pure hormones he was driven
While her pleas fell on deaf's ears
At first it started out innocent
Holding hands, kissing, locking lips
But soon it was no longer ambivalent
Once his hands swayed around her hips
He tried crawling them
Fairy Tales"Fairy Tales"Fairy Tales4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
At the end of the final chapter
Most stories end happily after
Enchanted evenings; dreams coming true
Believing in magic; it could happen to you
Fairy tales fuel our dormant fires
Romantic films quench our inner desires
Demons become friends; fun times never end
Must be nice to live in a realm of pretend
That's not how things work in the real world
The hero doesn't always win his girl
People pass away; buildings crumble and fall
Cinderella's mice in reality would be mauled
Teacups don't sing; at least none that I know
Carpets can't glide through the wind's blow
Crabs do not dance; that is really absurd
Animals can't talk; at
Merry-Go-Round"Merry-Go-Round"Merry-Go-Round6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know where I came from
I'm not talking about birth
I'm referring to those times
Before humans walked the earth
What were we before then?
Is there truth to claim?
Was it planned or random chance
I hold my name today?
What kind of power
Created the extremes?
The planets and their moons
And everything inbetween
Why do I come across
The people that I greet?
Is it just by pure luck
Or fate and destiny
Why do old friends exit?
Why do new friends enter?
Our lives are merry-go-rounds
And we're stuck at the center
Why my color eyes?
Why my color skin?
Why the life I lead?
Why these thoughts within?
Why
Darkest Nights"Darkest Nights"Darkest Nights4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm looking out the window
Through the blinds and the shades
Waiting patiently for your return
But you won't be coming home today
Meanwhile these shadows
Continue haunting me
They've tried to snatch my soul
And bury it in the deep
Because the sun has gone down
This room has grown black
But it seems darker than normal
I want the light to come back
In fact this room is so dark
My body is starting to tremble
The shadows are reaching out
My nerves may disassemble
The absence of light
Enhances the echos of sound
I'm finding strength in silence
As I sink into the ground
So instead I close my eyes
Pretending I'm not here
Or r
Lost, Little Boy“Lost, Little Boy”Lost, Little Boy4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There exists a dazzling forest with glistening
Water flowing down the hill with listening
Ears as if to appear sound and protected
But I know the truth of which none have detected
These waterfalls are a collection of tears
That fall from the eyes over the years
And never dry out but always throughout
Sprinkle the flowers that strengthen and sprout
But this thick air has become too vague to see
Or to breathe or drive through these wounded trees
In which the bark in the dark without a doubt
Grows in arcs and sparks curiosity without
Any idea where to fathom or begin
To search for the missing child buried with
Alcoholics Anonymous"Alcoholics Anonymous"Alcoholics Anonymous6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know I can do this
I need to put the bottle down
I will clench both my fists
And keep my feet on the ground
I know I can win
I need to conquer this trait
I will try to fight myself
And not drink another day
But its just one more bottle
A shot would be even smaller
Yet every time I drink
The trees look so much taller
My imagination runs haywire
These drinks don't fix anything
Instead my mind conspires
And brings out the worst in me
True feelings I can't face
Watching the world spin
A small price for its foul taste
Destroying my insides within
I have a terrible disease
So expensive and so vain
But
Why I Write"Why I Write"Why I Write5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I tried to cover my darkest parts
With compound words and works of art
But no matter how much I change
My destiny will remain the same
Writing down elusive nightmares
Drawing monsters and evil to share
In the midst of the night during rain and hail
I found a way to release pain and exhale
I found a way so when I'm alone
To the eyes of others I can show
Hoping maybe to receive some compassion
For all the misery and woes that have happened
Isn't that why we paint?; isn't that why we write?
Trying to find solace in the air of the night
While others look on and may be amused
I continue confused; my soul has been bru
Curtain Call“Curtain Call”Curtain Call2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On a corner of a block lies a theater with a stage
For twenty dollars audiences sit like mice in a cage
Watching actors personify characters they are not
Understanding metaphors and subtle nuisances in plots
Except for this play the actors have vanished
Craving an encore the audience is famished
The actors have taken leave; the director walked out the door
The orchestra section is empty for they will play no more
There is no phantom; there is no opera
The sopranos can not sing; the tenors concur
The scripts are ripped, the actors have no direction
The villains have quit for they lack motivation
The curtains
Hold On"Hold On"Hold On2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Come on, kid
Please don't disappear
We have a better place for you
That's far away from here
You have to get better
We always wanted a son
Let the medicine run it's course
This battle is not yet won
I know you're not breathing
The doctors told me why
They told me you're not leaving
And maybe you could die
There are plenty who love you
Waiting at our home
Mommy fixed your crib
This bed is not a throne
This is the third time I've been
In a hospital this year
The others didn't go well
I lost many who were dear
I ran away to find myself
Because I was once lost
I needed to see what was important
Paths were so criss-crossed
But I'v
This Old Soul"This Old Soul"This Old Soul2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This old soul is an empty canvas in need of color
It's pale infrastructure lacks confidence and code
The barren wasteland that's inside my body
Is no different than that lonely road
You know, the one that nobody takes
The one that's covered with potholes and snakes
The road that leads to nowhere fast
Is where I find myself currently at
This old soul is a dark, empty cavern
That is uncharted on every map
While trying to locate myself
I fell into my horrid trap
If you were to try to examine it still
I can't be responsible for what you find
Like the images of crashing cars
I'd lose my grip or lose my mind
This old soul is th
Hall Of Mirrors"Hall Of Mirrors"Hall Of Mirrors2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I was once thrown into a hall of mirrors
Surrounding me on every side
I was forced to look deep into my soul
For I had not a place to hide
Every mirror reflected someone different
Some versions were fat or thin
Each version had different color eyes
But none revealed the person within
Some versions were short or tall
Some had me in a tie and suit
Some had me in a summertime shirt
But none revealed the person I knew
Every mirror showed different contrast
And different objects floating in space
Some reflections were lighter than others
But none helped reflect my own face
So finally down on hands and knees
I asked desperat
Butterfly On A Fence"Butterfly On A Fence"Butterfly On A Fence6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There once was a crimson butterfly that landed on my fence
Why my fence of all fences to me made no sense
I had built this fence with such sharp edges nothing could land
But never the less here rests a crimson butterfly unplanned
This creature was beautiful and elusive; what a bright hue
The way it spread it's wings when the wind calmly blew
What an elegant display of perfection; truly a prize
One that would light up a room full of eyes
I wanted to catch this crimson butterfly and keep it in a jar
So it could shine in my house nightly like the stars
And I'd treat it with kindness, love, and affection
The k
Star Shine"Star Shine"Star Shine3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The moon is rising once again
And here you are, my dear best friend
Take my hand and feel my grace
Let's make haste and leave no trace
In this gentle night of calm
Place your hand onto my arms
Through the trees there is this space
Heaven watches; we embrace
Feel the passion; just imagine
All the good things that can happen
Like a dream, I'll paint the scene
As we follow star shine's beam
Let's keep walking; always talking
Ignore the shadows haunt and stalking
I'm not complaining that it's raining
The scene is stunning like a painting
Don't look back onto your past
Leave it like a ripped up rag
Eyes are focused on this time
T
Morning Light“Morning Light”Morning Light3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
These hills that I’ve traversed
Within each and every verse
Have led me to believe
In all the things I see
And where I am right now
I could never imagine how
I have gotten myself to stand
On my own two feet again
I thought I could never dream
Or at least in what I mean
Or maybe this is fake
And these thoughts I can not shake
So sad and unaware
Bad thoughts are always there
Floating in my head
Taunting me instead
I don’t want to be naïve
And believe in what I see
But this thing called pressure
Is more than I can measure
Anxiety never disappears
Even though the ones I fear
Have finally gone away
I st
Role Models"Role Models"Role Models4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There was once a young sibling who admired his older brother.
Though they came from different dads, they shared the same mother.
The younger brother wanted to emulate the older brother in every way
From baseball cards to video games, morning, night, and day.
This little boy followed his older brother around
To batting cages, arcades, and all over town.
He ordered the same foods and drank the same drinks.
He wore the same hats and thought the same things.
The older brother knew he had the power to influence
And in no way did he consider his brother a nuisance.
In fact, he greatly enjoyed setting the lessons
Like a preacher ed
Reason To Believe"Reason To Believe"Reason To Believe6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I long for hope that burns inside of me
Because there are so many things that I've never seen
So many places that I've never been
So much beauty that has yet to begin
This hope I long for that burns inside of me
Is the means and reason for me to believe
In all the things I've known and everything I have
For things can never really be that bad.
This hope I have is what pushes me forward
Slightly northward and around the corner
Its what gets me by each and every day
Because you never know what tomorrow may convey
You never really know what the future holds
Some days are bronze while others are gold
You never r
Rage Day"Rage Day"Rage Day6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes I just have those days
Where everyone should stay away
Where the slightest thing you say
Will be the cause of me to break your face.
You better keep clear during these times
I promise to exhibit obvious signs.
I'll hiss and I'll growl; I'll snicker and snear.
Sarcasm is high only if you're near.
I meltdown like a volcano erupting
Onto a blanket of snow where the lava's disrupting
The particles' flow; they speed up and go
As the rage builds from my head to my toes.
One bad thing leads to another
Like my drunken mother or a call from my brother
Or a fight with a friend; God it never ends.
So many memories wi
Freeze Frame"Freeze Frame"Freeze Frame5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once when I was walking I saw the most beautiful sight
A moonlit city all covered in white
The glow of orange streetlights which reflected above
Made me halt and ponder the ones that I love
Even above the city lights the stars did shine
A picture perfect moment suspended in time
I took more steps and left footprints in snow
Delicate powder controlled by wind's blow
But when I stopped I saw the funniest thing
A shadow beside me was starting to sing
The voice was raspy yet sounded so sweet
The most pleasant pitch carrying such a beat
And to my ears this sound was such a treat
That I could not resist the urge to gre
The Perfect Present"The Perfect Present"The Perfect Present6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
During the winter season on a night very cold
Where the frosty breeze sends shivers down your spine
I met a little boy on the road decades ago
Who looked at the time to be about eight or nine.
I saw him aimlessly wandering from afar
Dodging cars who simply passed him by.
Judging by his ripped clothes he had many scars
And a pair of the most pained blue eyes
Now normally I would have just continued driving.
Who the hell cares about this little ploy?
Its tough enough in this world surviving
Without striving to care about some little boy.
For I asked myself if I was in his shoes
Would he bother to stop his
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