static sustainOceans of air i could navigatestatic sustain in Free Verse More Like This
as clouds and fairest winds fill our sails.
Knowing the absolute and the faerie's fate,
It matters not whether oceanic venture or grassy dales--
Our veins intwined show time is nothing, and the sun has no date.
Pacific adventure, atlantic king's court, and us--
Wanderers and minstrels tuned to humanity's hearbeat
and ready to play our song of reverie, our static sustain-- we must.
filament treesnor can i watchfilament trees in Free Verse More Like This
filament trees light like the
scotch in my wrists,
the wine of your mind
this alcohol moon might spike me
lay my soul in strips
unfathomable as your kind
my faint dimming
you have saved me,
and i search for what you find;
you have changed me,
and crushed am i
under the weight of your cry
so silent the cry which i spy--
hide no more,
hellbent i'll come
hellbent i'll go
such 'stealth' from store
have we hidden so low
so low our help
so low our hearts stowed
silent and deafening
are your screams,
you can't hear yourself crying,
but i can feel it like shattering dreams.
nor can i watch
nor can i watch
the children's laughter
nor can i watch
shatterlightthe winds are whispering this night...shatterlight in Free Verse More Like This
listen, because they sing our plight,
my plight... of broken souls, they glisten.
listen because i cannot hear them, covered shatterlight--
i will descend and descend, lowered on cords
shielded from this whispering tree
turning from laughing, dying worldly lords
i can't cut myself free
harlequin suna farewell songharlequin sun in Free Verse More Like This
i explore the stars with my eyes
is this where i belong?
i am ostracized--
pressing the idiot's gin
my mind, encapsulated long
until then a shattered, thin... thing.
arcing tongs, a happening prolonged--
innocence tarried and spawned...
my thoughts, my harlequin suns
rain like lightning upon
LifeThe heavy door was unlocked and opened easily.Life in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
All was silent now, no screams, no singing birds. She rushed through, searching all rooms, throwing open all doors, near to the point of giving up. The echo of Letty's soft soled boots was all that occupied the dusty house. But behind a door shoved aside lay a room with open windows, blowing curtains, and an unconscious young lady lay on a mattress on the wooden floor. White light bathed her, and Letty moved to her side. The lady was pale, but warmand her heart yielded no rhythm.
Chills washed over Letty. It was too similar, too similar, as she felt the sternum compress under her timed hands, too similar as she attempted to breathe air into the young lungs. Again and again, she pushed, breathed, alternating, each second carving away this stranger's all too unfinished life.
"No," she told herself, over and over, finally withdrawing from her bag the cylinder. She adjusted with trembling fingers the voltage; a setting enough to stop
electric restThe world is falling! Yes, she's an empty empty lady. The engineers and machinists are trying and working very hard to build wings for her. Papa is one of them. One of his machines is in the shop now... It looks like a giant wasp or hummingbird.electric rest in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone's terrified of the emptiness swallowing them up. But... I'm not scared. The machines will work, right?
The aged paper fluttered like her heart in the wind, and she closed the equally old journal, its black and white cardboard cover peeling. It easily slipped into the large bag on her back as a faint smile teased her lips, short hair whipping about her face. Ah, childhood
The wind was as quiet as the beauty in the sunset, but far less grand; below the grassy ridge, infinite stretches of glowing cotton cloud lay. She wanted nothing more than to fly for the short while they would allow her before embracing her fullybut, in the flaming orange glow, she only sat, studied and turned the various dials of a transistor
Obscura no. 1The warm, olden air of the tea room's walls welcomed me, and the harmonious chords of a familiar folk singer serenaded my ears. Her voice was smoother than her guitar's ringing, her lyrics as proufound as the stars outside the faded window.Obscura no. 1 in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
the dark wooden floor from long ago creaked under the weight of many music and tea loving people, of which I am one.
The pianist's fingers crashed song from the white keys, warm lamplight glinting from the windows and keys.
I fell into the night, one with the music and frosted air outside, and my thoughts flowed as quick as the stream's heartbeat.
After the show, I took a seat at the piano, and my thoughts went from my mind to my fingers, and from there, the strings of the piano. There I stayed, til most of the others had left. The owners of the establishment didn't ask me to leave, but to play for them in their local celebration of Prince William's wedding...
It was Friday night at the tea room, and I was content.
todayand truly, it fascinatestoday in Free Verse More Like This
how the day mounts and dilapidates
even the strongest mask,
ruin, ruin, and ruin
whatever there was within the stages
what did i know in the
folds of ages
mine is a false one, helped by
doctors, urged by medicines and worn
but what is it really,
even if i try?
moon riverThere was always something trembling, always...moon river in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There never was a moment of stillness absolute, even if it seemed so.
Now... Now, it was a time of such lovely 'stillness'...
The ship's tired protests to the seas were relaxing, as was the gentle rocking, the swaying stride of the stars infinitely, numberlessly above.
The sails billowed... always at the highest speed this beautiful little brigantine could reach... glowing, ever trembling in the moonlight, suspended by shrouds of finely woven rope.
The wind, transformed into a resounding wanderer amidst the waves by sails, also dabbled in the trembling of lamps always kept lit above deck after dark. In a night of full moon like this, its use was reduced to the quiet meaning contained in the practice...
This golden light reflected timidly across the shimmering, waltzing surface of the ocean.
Between breaths, he caught the scent of the watchman's pipe, drifting across this indigo wind of midnight. But constantly, the wind gave him hi
-i'm not eating...- in Free Verse More Like This
haven't... please, go ahead and ask why.
derelict emotions, forgotten sieving.
oh yes... i was happy... when i didn't think,
didn't know of the sky, or of connected dots...
when i avoided myself
like the leper avoids his spots,
like the scholar avoids the elf.
oh yes, when i didn't know, i was happy...
but my mind is so fast
that it's broken
i'm pretending like i know how to cast
into a sea that only exists when i sleep in.
i'm casting, oh, i'm so casting.
casting my hope.
casting anything i thought everlasting.
casting you, casting me
into something dark and scary, bloody masking.
i don't exist anymore.
it's the hurt my death won't stall.
it's my face that's hidden, my falsehood that's in store.
say you care... i wish i did.
i wish i knew exactly what it meant
because i'm so so stupid...
i'll live on in another stint,
it'll get better and i'll be livid
only a while
so you say, you doctor, you faveophile.
i'll fight what'
FireFightgas is leaking from theFireFight in Free Verse More Like This
tank again, leaking more
than just tragedy. the gunfire
is closer now, and i need to get
away from this danger zone.
offer me some scones,
and jam and cream, and
some lovely tea. this fine
china tastes like pain, and
this jam smells like slander.
you tried to catch a spider,
but ended up with a fly instead.
you held the match, and showed
them all how to steal the show.
now you're glowing blue and
red, listening to high pitched
screaming and watching
Dark Handskeep it together,Dark Hands in Free Verse More Like This
keep it all
t o ge th er
[that is what they keep on saying]
just don't look back,
[that is all they scream]
seedlings planted in fire, will
sprout only violence, trees
watered with gasoline
will bear only hatred. nature
can be turned, by
perversion of the soul.
dark hands, boney and
transparent, pen the words
of a new age the devil is
hiding in the etchings, waiting
to devour the reader. subtle and
all i need is earth,
all i need is air,
all i need is water
Re:lying there under the debris Re: in Free Verse More Like This
that was us.
you've worked my heart raw,
and now the bleeding just
will not stop, darling when you
speak there is just too much pressure
in the air i can feel it pushing me down.
if i fell to my knees and believed again
when the lake turned to crystal and obelisks rose
from all the corners of this world.
the pain in this fall is too much to bear.
marked by an angel or devil? that is the
question i now ask, is this my gift
or is this my curse?
the heavens shall not answer,
until the rain comes again.
i couldn't embrace this lasting
shock, for my sleep had made me weary and
the generations had fallen around me
as they removed the souls from
the bottom of our beings.
surrounding me like the air,
Truththe truth isn't real anymore,Truth in Free Verse More Like This
and my fingers will not obey
my mind, nothing is as it
seems, not anymore.
i thought that i knew you,
if i knew you at all, i would
think that this isn't you but
knowing you is a dangerous
feat, and obviously i didn't
how did it get to this?
i think i know.
need this, want this, to be
real need you, want you,
to be who you were.
i've got something to say, but
you know how i am i can't
find the words, well not the right
ones. choking on my voice when
i think of this, and think of that,
and think of how the world has
and what if i'm a superhero,
in this cape of his with your
name still on it? what if i'm
Inverno _ Winterwinter stung the end of my nose, asInverno _ Winter in Free Verse More Like This
we wandered down the street, your
softest fur scarf, warming my neck,
winter was upon us, but the skeletal
trees were our friends.
they were our friends, once.
you were so nice then, lying on the ottoman,
in the foyer of the hotel, waiting for me,
cocoa in hand, and grin upon your face
you knew how to warm my heart.
you knew how to warm my heart, then.
i wrote my name upon your heart,
and yours upon mine, i shouldn't have
used sharpie, because the lettering is
thunder cracks in the distance, a cold yet
comforting sound, that engulfs my all,
and steals my heart's ache.
bring me back to this place,
one day when i am warmer,
Boogeyman_FightSlow. Slow. Slow.Boogeyman_Fight in Free Verse More Like This
deliberate and silent, through
this maze, string trailing
behind me, marking my path,
mapping my history.
Darkness is my friend in
this place, a cover, a guise,
to keep the wondering eyes
at bay giving me time and
hope and strength as I march
Silent. Dank. Dark.
This is how you live, nothing
more than death dwells behind
these hollow walls, moving effortlessly
from you, to them, to me, to them. Cold
finger caressing skin, chilling the air,
and bringing the end.
How does it feel? To own such horror
and bring such fear? Tell me how
it feels to be afraid of nothing
but hope and life. Tell me now.
Shivering. Sweating. Shaking.
Coming nearer, you can
feel what is drawing closer,
unexpected and so terrifying.
Closer but still
FearUpon a blackened mount, amidst aFear in Free Verse More Like This
darkened world, grows a beautiful
rose, of unequalled allure
it beckons me, teasing
my heart and mind, but
I'm crippled by
fear. Left to
My Devil.i saw the devil on the other sideMy Devil. in Free Verse More Like This
of the world he was wrapping up
his wrists, this was going to be the
he told me to face my demons
take them by the throat and throw
them down, find the strength of
revelation, for the tribulation will
destroy us all.
i would sacrifice my body and
my very soul to get this out of
me, the gift has become a burden,
even my blood doesn't have the cure.
then from the other side, he whispered:
"you disgust me so, your breath is poison,
and your eyes are simply glass how
hast thou survived so long? with no sense
and with no being, do tell me so, for i need to
scissorsi gave you thosescissors in Free Verse More Like This
scissors so that you
could cut the cables
holding me down
instead you severed
my heart strings,
and watched as it fell
through my body and
landed on the ground,
a soft slapping sound
resonated through the
as that useless piece of
meat just kept its steady
PropinquityThe romance that pulses through myPropinquity in Free Verse More Like This
veins craves unison. Forcing my body
to whirl in directions unknown, compelling
me to run wild across the soft earth.
As the sun pulls the Earth towards it,
I am pulled towards your body, your
spirit, your heart.
I long to belong in your arms, let me belong
in your arms please. Under the starlight,
I wish to be at peace with you, complete
harmony, universal intimacy.
Could I? Should I? Build a bridge to you,
communicate my appreciation, initiate
first contact with a form alien to mine.
Your love denied an unexplored
continent, no explorer left to
circumnavigate the futures that could
have occurred between you and me.
You were just a collection of neurons
firing while my eyes were closed, our
history was a fabrication of my mind,
with no substance to ensure our
continuity the synapses slowly wither
at the sound of your name, trying to
counteract the pain I created.
I tried to shift the plates beneath my
chest, to align my heart wit
The first, The You.Representing the resentment, I turned to you.The first, The You. in Free Verse More Like This
The sharpness of the pain; it's all I ever knew.
Ill with the investation, I layed in the force.
Accepting the rejection, I cried not in remorse.
Deserving of the sting, I turned to you.
The healing hands, I never knew.
You stitched my heart before I couldn't bleed.
You left your prints in the seams.
Now it still burns, though, you put out the fire.
Mislead me not my, Desire.
When the world turns red and the burn, I can't undo.
Remember me, Desire, I run to you.
Decieving the AngelI tried once and I tried again.Decieving the Angel in Free Verse More Like This
I try and try but I don't win.
I metitate and say my prayers.
I believe in what they say's not there.
I live in constant agony
Of what it was and what's meant to be.
And when I fell to my knees that rainy day.
He helped me up and I heard him say,
"What is wrong, dear child?
Your skin in scratched and your eyes are wild."
My head hung low .
As my guilt did show.
"I'm so sick of this love triangle.
This is what happens when you decieve a angel."
He picked me up and he wiped my face.
He said, "Child dear, do you believe in grace?"
I cried, "Once upon a time I did.
Before my innocence ran and hid."
He shook his head and dissapeared.
As he faded, my tears grew near.
I sat and thought about what I've done,
How I've left it all for everyone.
I've given up and I've walked away.
I tossed it out; died today.
I'm numb now to the defeat.
It's to late to retreat.
I wrote it down on my letter,
That I've sealed and burdened you, forever,
"I'm so sick of this love trian
Exploring DarknessIf I fellExploring Darkness in Free Verse More Like This
To my knees
Would you pick me up?
If I crashed into your
Would you remove me from your
If I was shot in the heart
By a friend,
Would you pat them on the back?
If the Devil himself were to drag me
Would you of seen it coming?
If I was dying of a sickness,
Would you feel a thing?
When I passed,
I'd be the wind.
I want you to hear me
You sting like a bee
Like a fire
Your eyes are glass.
Like a knife.
I ache in my soul
And I told
I dream of you,
But I can't reach.
You need help
But, I am
Your're nothing but a
But, my scars still show
You've changed in your heart.
On the outside, too.
You carry too much pride
I've found someone new.
He means the world
He treats me like a queen
And he is my
But, you're still a battle wound
Though, I'm thankful you
You're not in
You're SuicidalYou weren't it.You're Suicidal in Free Verse More Like This
You wrote me a love note.
As I read,
I fed you the antidote.
I took a piece of you,
While you took all of me.
You hung it on your heart
For everyone to see.
Too bad you lied.
Too bad I cried.
Too bad what we had,
BlessingTake me once again.Blessing in Free Verse More Like This
Take me for what I am;
Lost between the boundaries;
Burried in the heart of a man.
Ive tried to hear the words you recall,
The Sunday's of hope and praise.
I've turned my head against the current,
But I can't withstand the wave.
I am here in front of you.
You're everything that I am not.
Manifest in my eyes.
Read deep into my thought.
I have not a purpose
That I have come to seek.
Point me in the direction.
Point me to the heart of the deep.
Tell me to move ahead
If I am recieving false hope.
Though, if that day does come,
I pray to God I can cope.
This part of me,
I want to show.
I want to open my heart to you.
I want to recieve the cherished glow.
You say this reality it surreal.
Yes, I do agree.
For, why would God do this?
I am not deserving of the blessing in front of me.
With the understanding of coincidence,
We left it in the free;
Handled by time and fate,
However, I say it's time to plant the seed.
Take it with the chance,
It could grow to be a weed,
Or we c
Alone.You walk this roadAlone. in Free Verse More Like This
Just, so lonely.
They're there when they please
But, I was controlling.
I just cared.
I cared for every part of you.
I can't help but think,
Does she say she loves you too?
You're eyes were bright;
Lighting up with joy.
That was when you loved me
But, you weren't my toy.
I thought I had you forever.
My other half;
Meant to be together.
It's been so long.
Now, I'm so cold.
But, when I think of you,
My memories do not grow old.
I'm harsh from all the pain that's been delt.
But, if you needed me,
My heart, in your hands, would melt.
I'm alone, today.
It will be the same.
I can't see that anyone will be what I need.
No one can be you. To you, my heart had grown.
Now, that you're gone;
I will remain alone.
NeverlandRace to the bottom, DarlingNeverland in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me if you can win
I drop faster than the acid on your table
But, can you rise above the sin?
I've left my home, I left my security
To fly above these clouds
Here I am floating in Neverland
Then you tell me I'm not aloud?
Keep your dreams to yourself
They dont exist now, I suppose
When you lean on something that isn't stable
This is how it goes
I waited and I waited longer
For something that is running from me
For your beautiful face
Is the one that did decieve, you see
Taste the truth and taste the lie
Which do you desire again?
You cheat, you lie, you breathe
I will let you win.
Neco AvisThe birds preach:Neco Avis in Free Verse More Like This
"empathy, all things
beneath the arms of oaks;
all the wingless toilers of the earth.
Turn a kind eye on your lot
and we will gaze down upon you,
And the men beneath,
so busy carving arrows
do not reply.
True and HaikuArt is lingerie;True and Haiku in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
silk and satin draped upon
our starving egos.
StonesTake your time, intravenously;Stones in Free Verse More Like This
like patient stones that never try
but polish over
as other shapes pass.
One LessT i cksOne Less in Free Verse More Like This
are a consistent bed partner
not to be confused with the humming of ceiling fans
or the thrumming of cardiologist fascination
not to be mistaken for
the soft exhalation
in tangled threads or pallid flesh;
certainly they are similar
and quiet audible reactions
can drown within each other
if you listen
Autumn ArrivalAutumn ArrivalAutumn Arrival in Free Verse More Like This
Feel the wind whisper through your hair
See the leaves fly through the air
Twisting, turning flying up so high
Floating up into the sky
Red and orange and yellow leaves
Feel the change in the breeze
Sunlit hours of shorter days
Cool breezes float through open shades
Lay and soak up the cooler sun
Before the winter battle is won
Enjoy the last streak of summer
Before the glorious winter wonder
Maternal LoveWhat are you supposed to do,Maternal Love in Free Verse More Like This
when you are stuck between a precious life,
and the man you love with all your heart?
When one doesn't want the other,
and the other doesn't yet have a voice of it's own.
Such an innocent and beautiful thing-
How could one deny the maternal instinct
that you're born with and live by?
To take the life of something so precious...
But that heart and love from someone so important-
not easily replacable-
blinds the maternal sight.
Could you deny the person who has loved,
treasured, and desired you from the start?
Fear strikes us all in ways we don't expect.
To become something we've never seen ourselves being...
But the fight or flight instinct is not the way to solve it.
It's time to be strong, and try.
Because, now, there's another in the picture.
if it's what you really desire to do.
But, if it's at all possible,
to see through the fear that shrouds your mind,
fight. Fight for us.
Aftermath of a stormAftermath of a storm in Free Verse More Like This
Aftermath of a Storm
Raindrops fall from my sad blue eyes
Turning them into dark stormy skies
They stream down my sad pained face
Keeping a slow and steady pace
But they slowly speeed up, now flowing fast
How long will this storm last
Pounding thunder takes place in my head
Will this storm leave me for dead
The rain continues, falling with no sounds
And inside my head, thunder continues to pound
Lightening strikes behind closed eyes
Yet nothing can drown out my aching cries
Finally the rain is slowing to a stop
As my eyes let loose one final drop
And even when the storm has gone
Only I can hear my cries go on
Body of NightBody of NightBody of Night in Free Verse More Like This
I want to fade into the night sky
Maybe then, id no longer cry
I want to be forgotten and gone
This pain cant continue to live on
I want my eyes to turn into stars
Clouds be made from each of my scars
My heart to turn black, and make the night
Then, somehow, it would all feel right
My voice to turn into the wind
And help the trees to sway and bend
My fingers will help the birds to fly
And , no longer, will my heart cry
My hair will be the phantom touch
Of one person you miss very much
My body will help the night take place
And, of me, there will be no trace
confess.you took the ugly things inside of meconfess. in Free Verse More Like This
brought them into real fear
when, in truth, I was
though I struggled away
you would not heed my warning
and forged recklessly ahead
into the dark parts of me.
stop, I begged.
I know, I know
these things kill me
throughout each and every
I have already confessed,
do not prolong the pain,
and confess yourself.
yet the surgical knife cut further.
dissecting the areas of me that were
prying away the rotten flesh
the parts that were
but who are you
to deem my imperfections
the things that make me, me
unfit? unworthy they may be,
you don't have the right. and
I'll gladly take that back.
these things, the little flaws
they reared their ugly heads
untruths and faltering footsteps
they lifted up,
like some smoky monster hiding in the folds of my closet.
the shapeless, formless...thing,
waiting to grab the ankle
that would s
this insanity.feverish words in the nightthis insanity. in Free Verse More Like This
wistful and soft, tunes weave through
blank unappreciative, unmoved air
sweet apple tang on my tongue
although I crave bitter, hot coffee
to stay in the reaches of dark,
dream of sleep
though I lack it
rest evades me
pages fill my hands
each no different from the next
I see everything in hindsight
yet nothing at all
making sense of uncomfortable madness.
where are you?
I miss you.
never let me down.
stiff necked, I attempt to picture you
pure poetry, this insanity
I conjure your soothing voice
and I am at peace.
still too quiet for music.
sleep, I scoff.
you fools. night
is when music comes alive.
my hands itch
I need to create.
still too quiet for music; and
still too quiet for truth.
ideal.just imagineideal. in Free Verse More Like This
every syllable closing with a kind verb
every mouth chorusing peace
coming together exactly as planned.
careful cautious lips forming
not another cutting word
instead, a pause to gather something respectful.
a nice neat world.
nothing unexpected, everything going according
nothing to hurt you
nothing to wound you
nothing to heal you
no wounds, and no stitches
no razor sharp blades of glass.
just filed edges, round and
as if there were ever
such a thing.
there is a time for joy.
there is a time for bitter frowns, too
where would the highs be
without the lows
without the valleys
the gift of the present
without the burden of the past
understand that someday
we will all see
the beauty of taking your time
of rushing the time
it is a choice.
though you may not see it yet
nothing will go
according to plan.
that this is not, in fact,
To the Love of My LifeI have so much to say,To the Love of My Life in Free Verse More Like This
Yet little space to write,
But I want you to know you're the love of my life,
You make me smile,
You trun my dark skies bright,
And I want you to know you're the love of my life,
I think about you hours on end,
I live for the day I see you again,
Well what do you expect,
You're the love of my life,
I would give up life itself to be with you,
I would take my last breath just to hold you,
I would die if you would be with me,
You're the love of my life,
And I want you to be happy,
I can't believe my dream came true,
My prince charming has finally came to,
So this is a letter of how I feel and who I love,
This is dedicated to the love of my life,
And the love of my life will always be in my heart....
1,000 Words of LiesI see a girl,1,000 Words of Lies in Free Verse More Like This
Brown hair falls about her face,
I see a boy,
Face without a hint of hate,
I see a woman,
Sitting with her children,
All look happy and in their place,
Each has a smile on their face,
What you don't see is the pain,
What you don't see is the woman,
Full of fury, anger, and rage inside,
In the picture they seem happy,
Off of paper the fists fly,
The girl covers her brother as the woman beats her and makes her cry,
They face this pain day after day,
Praying the pain will go away,
So look once more at the picture you see,
See the pain and fear in the children's eyes,
And see the 1,000 words of lies.....
Missing youI went to see you to day,Missing you in Free Verse More Like This
I cried an ocean of tears,
I touched the plack with your name,
And shuddered with all my fears,
Why did you leave me when I'm so young!
Why did you leave with only three days to carry on!
You were supposed to be better,
The surgery went fine!
You should be here!
And not behind the marbel so fine!!!!
I remember standing there,
Your cold hand in mine,
The monitors beeping,
Keeping rythem and time,
All sorrow filled eyes wished yours would open one more time....
Then there you lay,
In the silk casket,
The Buddist Monks chanting so you would find your way,
I couldn't bear to touch your hand,
So lifeless and unlike you,
Your face swollen, like a wasp sting,
Your skin so cold, sending an eletric sting,
I waited for you to sit up and say "I'm Ok!",
But I guess God didn't want me to have my way...
So now I cry along wearing black,
Wishing that I could have you back,
If I could just hear your war stories just one more time,
Even though I could recite them by heart,