Spring Comes Again
The last flower on the tree
The breeze has been growing colder in the nights
And compared to August the sun shines not so warmly, nor so bright.
The flower knows that she will fall when the time is right
for all must make that journey towards the darkness from the light.
I am just me,
L evel headed
These are My attributes as well as my faults
Hi Danielle. This is really good. Simple. Yet a few words can tell a total story sometimes. Very creative. Very nice to meet you. Hope you have a wonderful weekend
Thanks Jim! Figured I’d bring it back to the basics I remember writing these when I was in school when they first started teaching us about poetry I hope you enjoy reading some of my stuff!
Im gonna read more for sure. That one I responded to hit home cuz my brother (way more creative than me) did two of those many years ago for my mom and dad. Basics, as you say. But says a lot. Eclectic? Daring ? Nice. Help me out tho. Neoteric? What’s that?
The man understands life is a long road,
Driving down the highway to different paths.
Coming across forks in the road and having to make decisions,
Which road is the right one to take on our journey.
The journey is getting to where we want to be,
And sometimes we have to go a different route than others.
The roads will be full of bumps and…read more
I love the analogy and I love how you ended it “Sometimes the journey is longer than we expect it to be.
As long as we are able to keep driving the car,
Staying focused will allow us to embark on a long journey to greatness.” I fell like at some point or another we have all felt this and needed to hear this message. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
Thanks so much Lauren, I appreciate it greatly! Life is a continuous journey of growth. Analogy poetry is something I love to write, it helps put life in perspective sometimes!
What Do I owe You
Lost in a whimsical realm of ethereal shadows,
I find myself captivated, unable to escape this mesmerizing pandemonium.
Ensnared within a labyrinth of disheartenment and forsakenness,
The echoes of desolation reverberate through the very air I breathe.
From within me, arises an ardent yearning,
A desperate longing for a guiding star to emancipate…read more
19 days (No Contact)
Often taken for granted
It always manages to pass us by
So when you could days without talking to me
I was always understanding and always on your side
I neglected both my heart and my emotional intelligence
Because love can make us blind, but I was never fully lost
Part of me could still decipher your lies from the truth
And finally, the…read more
Aww Aiyanna, I have soooo been there. One day at a time. Each day will get a little easier. Just never ever compromise your standard. You are wonderful and you should be treated as such. Keep marching forward. Hold your head high. And on to the next (as I would tell myself). <3 Lauren
Wow, this was deep and made me reflect back on some experiences in my life. The line of having butterflies turn into moths was great! Love this piece, it makes you think.
Thank you so so much! I wrote this piece about leaving an unhealthy situationship that I felt stuck in for quite some time. I am so glad that you loved it. <3
Excerpt from “Letters”
You say, “I’ll see you in an hour”
Oh, so soon I fall devoured?
All is fair,
and I knew,
love had lost its power
“Oh, promise me you will never tell another”
“I promise this will never happen again”
“Now take me like your scarlet letter
and keep me at the seam of your hem”
It was your bones
not skin to skin
It was your bones
Twilight's Darkened Light
The night’s fading darkness
Is illuminated by filaments that glimmers
With piercing reddish hues
Into a horizon of fading darkened blues.
With each touch of brilliant, glinting light
The scenery is transformed, bright
As a white pigeon in heightened flight,
Soaring, like Icarus, too near the sun’s slight
Heat that tenderly caresses its…read more
Try To Remember This Kind of September
It’s the first day of September. I know, it feels like the summer went by so fast.
As is the custom at the beginning of a new month, I make it feel right at home.
And I hope that September brings all of you comfort and joy as the seasons start to change.
This is my welcome to the month:
Try to remember, this kind of…read more
I Love the Rain
I love the rain
To other people it might be a pain
But for me it’s joy
Like a kid with a new toy
I guess life prepared me to be
Cause I had to learn to
Find peace in my rain
And find my calm in the middle of my storm
And See the beauty in it
Cause I’ve learned that
storms not only come to ravage
But also to restore and to rep…read more
DeAndrea, This is so good and so true. Interestingly enough, my grandfather always told me rain was good luck. And as it turns out my boyfriend’s name means God of rain. This poem is thoughtfully and beautifully written. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
Thank you. That’s really cool because my grandma used to always say it was God showering blessings in the spiritual realm. Water in whatever state is always so inspirational to me.
AWww I love that. I bet you somewhere up there your grandma and my grandpa were friends. My grandpa had quite the personality! Every time it rains, I think of him <3
I love this poem, the imagery, analogies to life. It paints a picture of life and how nature works. These are the poems that make you think about life and appreciate how rain is a good thing.
They say karma will come back strong,
kicking butt, taking names, and applying pressure.
They say karma is real and it won’t take long
for the things you did to come to terms.
They say karma gets all those that’s done wrong,
coming through like a boomerang.
But then I had an enigma.
The energy shifts and takes over my mind, and gives me answers…read more
Hunger to Survive
The lion lays quietly atop an overhanging hill.
He waits, watches in the vain fervor that his prey
Will come to him in deadly night like a diet pill
That will stop his hunger and permit his teeth to stay
Sharp, glistening white, creating a shiver of fear
Of their ferocity and ability to tear apart an arm,
Or important extremities that flash…read more
~Learning how to find safety & healing in sensuality after trauma; building positive associations and being myself for the first time~
I know you’ve just gone
but I miss you already
Oh, why not just stay
until I’m all done?
Not meant to be a lover,
but call me your concubine
to meet your needs
as well as mine
Oh, come into me
in the flesh, in…read more
These unsettling sensations,
time to face them
I feel a rumble inside,
no need to hide
it is safe to explore my emotional side.
Inner-eye, before I burst, who is first in this madness?
Let’s start with sadness,
she’s an old friend.
I ponder her teachings as the water pours down my face
purifying me, for clearer eyes to see.
I surrender, let g…read more
Trinity! This line is soooo good! I bow my head, tuck my chin and begin.
Whatever arises I choose to LOVE that.
Uncovering the shadow and finding that underneath it
are the gifts of my spirit.
This piece is really powerful. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
A lack of confrontation
I’m all alone walking and I’m stoned feel the night rise behind my back I’ve got a flashlight but it’s still black
I think it’s lack of comprehension but I’m not sure there’s no simple way that I can cure the tension
Intervention, still alone hanging by a thread on the edge of the world
Oh, did I forget to mention
My dear you’ve gone to…read more
A Welcome To August
It’s the first day of August. It feels crazy that most of the summer and eight months of this year have already gone by. But here we, in the dog days of summer.
As I tend to do when a new month begins, I welcome it in with a poem and a coconut full of water to take the edge off the late summer heat.
And it goes something like t…read more
Coiled Limits— A poem about recognizing your limits when relationships test them
You cut me deep with that comment.
All I heard was a bunch of word vomit.
We clashed, I just wanted to dash.
You wrote me off in a flash.
I knew I wouldn’t get anywhere because you wouldn’t meet me halfway.
All you wanted to do was blaze.
When you want nothing more than to be heard,
It just comes across and twisted words.
I felt utterly ign…read more
Aww Ashley this is so good but anyone who makes you feel this way just aint the one. I have been there, and I have felt ALL of this. Best to let it go and keep it moving. <3 Time and distance have a magical way of healing matters of the heart.
Poem about the confusion and madness that comes from abusive relationships
Butterflies in my stomach, teeth are clenching.
I’d rather be in any place but this.
When you can’t read between the lines, it’s maddening.
My mind keeps doing backflips.
Am I missing something?
You break your back trying to prove your point.
My patience is wearing thin and narrowing.
Your responses go as far as to disappoint.
Every time I ope…read more
At The Midpoint of 2023
It’s June 30th.
I can’t believe that we’ve already reached the halfway mark of this year. It’s been an eventful six months on my end. From a new job, to new ways of getting my writing across, such as here and new experiences.
I wrote a poem to mark this point in time. With all the hope that there will be more good things…read more
A Labyrinth of life and living
Flies by with the passing minutes,
Striving to leave imprints,
That are positive in their fleeting
Flight, that they can’t be bound.
Imprisoned by labels, categories,
Races, and groups that astound
In their versatility, but not humanities.
I’ve lived in this labyrinth of life,
Where negativity was the succor
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