Summer is in full swingSongbirds stage a rap battle at 4 a.m.Sun breaks through the blinds half an hour later Gentle breeze barely noticeable Goosebumps ripple skinGrowling you stretch next to me Ice cream Sundaes fruity heavenIntoxicating smells where ever you areIvy vines meander over the rockery Lazy lizards sunbathing Lightning bugs like nervous lanterns Lady Luna lonesome at night I hear the crickets in the cooling grassMemory of the day’s heat tangibleI look up […]
as opaque as the obsidian sea and as deep sometimes still sometimes in waves so massive, so strong they move the land when grief holds reign a tiny fishing boat exposed to the elements don’t try to steer or you will capsize
I want to draw pictures with my wordsI want to paint your world in colours you cannot seeI want to sing a song that speaks to your soulI want to show you that there is beauty There is hopeThere is loveThere is a tomorrowThere is worth in living That you are worth itThat you belongThat you have a place That you are connectedThat you are strong
Realistic Poetry just posted this challenge: This was my response: Prismic light–Strewn Cluster of gems Like limps When we entangle Light reflecting from surfaces Like sun spots on our skin Beauty in disarray What would you write?
There is no wall There is no fence There is no border If you want to come home All you need to do Is walk in the right direction There is no anger There is no disappointment There is no hate Just love If you want to come home All you need to do Is follow your heart The door is always open Be brave To find your own path
Stories rushing to be told An onslaught of words A lingual congestion Verbs at the verge BUT NOTHING EMERGES!