Tag: Free Verse Poetry
Pocket Gal
I see the heavensin your eyes.Worlds and galaxiesswirl within your soul. Love is who you areseen by a soul like mine.A dull nickel withhardly any worth. You see value regardlessin someone plain.You believe in mewhere I lack faith. Your love is deepplentiful and abundant.I cannot turn backfrom its depth. I’m your precious cointo carry with ...Moonstruck At Midnight
Midnight I ventured outside Among luminescent wavelets of moonbeams Midmorning I walked through Fluorescent ringlets of moonlight Midafternoon I fell into Dreamtime I could not stop the cascade I could not stop the blizzard I stepped upon an avalanche Of pure white moon-snowIn her Mother’s Footpath
From my window, I catch the image of a mother and child On their way to meet destiny’s demands Fine wrinkles gracefully line the once plain floors of mums face The little girl looks up and sees her reflection in mum and wishes to step one line ahead To make a better life than this ...Escape
Take me away darlingaway from the strife,bloodshed and warwaging outside, toyour dwelling. I’d go anywhereyou wanted me to,as I await foryour hand, readyto ride into the sunset. I need you darling,for you are thesanity to myinsanity, withinmy soul. Take me away darlingaway from the strife,to the calm and quietwoods, to the homewhere I belong.The Cycle of Life
Houses sit side by side Car horns and tire screeches mark the busy day Voices of eager sellers’ inflated promises fill the air With my eye, I spy a diligent father intent on working hard to bring home food Through my eye’s corner, I see a caring mom sentinel as her kids migrate a pedestrian ...Rescue
Silence escapes my lips.The cold, unfeeling airfrom the world stealingevery bit of breathfrom me. I struggle againstthe waves of sorrow, prayingfor relief andsalvation. The will to survivebeing the onlyreason to liveagainst the raging waves. With no oneto turn to Ihave to keepswimming withall my strength. Silence escapes my lips.The shore now just ahead,past the suffocating ...I’m not Here
Blank papers rustles about by the windDried ink pots are cracked from neglectI suppose there are lines I’m supposed to writeThere are emotions I expect to pour outBut I think I rather bury them deep within So here’s what I plan to do insteadWhy don’t I give you my quail pen?To write down the earnest ...Kindred spirit
Oh, dear mankind,those that dwellamong the createdearthly dwelling. Take heart andnever forgetthe struggles that brought you here. You survived theworst amongmany turmoiland tribulations. Gods have destroyed you,Kings have enslaved you,Storms have taken your homes,and even kin have betrayed you. Your blood has been spilledcountless times to breakyour spirit in sorrowand grief-stricken anger. If love endureswithin ...The New Year’s Air
The air gives off a serious aura It’s time to buckle our belts and tie up the hay It’s the season to plant eager expectations What’s the end harvest gonna be? We’re not certain but we hold onto hope We’re told hard work pays off in the end So it’s the more reason to roll ...










