Tag: Free Verse Poetry
Slow and Steady
I’m laying still under the shade of nature’s green curtains The wind caresses me with her gentle touches It’s as though she’s whispering “slow and steady.” These words journeying to my soul as my lungs take in their air doses a little bit at a timeTonight, Hold Your Curtain Open
Tonight, hold your curtain open I did not know where you are Nor how to reach your distant star Please, leave your light on and drapes ajar Tonight, I am going to swim across the Milky Way I do not know if the voyage is too far Or whether the ocean of stars Will be too turbulent for me Tonight, my ...Art and Grit
We are gathered together under the bright-lit moon Where soulful art meets grit And emotions find expressions through wordsGrimm
Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?Not me, no way, no sir.Because I am his and he is mine.For I am his soulmate. Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?Are you such a delicate and fragile rose?You should be as heis a force to reckon with. He can swallow you wholewith a single gulp,without any ...Thirsting For Freedom
Thirsting for freedomThe frantic raindropsFell, right in front of me! Slapping the arid groundFilling the gasping cracksZigzagging their wayDown the sandy creek bedBubbling into the welcoming riverAnd merrily streaming out to sea Now, the raindrops are freeThat was the wildernessThis is their seaThe New Phase
There’s a new phase at every turn It’s a new transition that catches you unawares It’s the casual conversations that change quickly to career plans It’s the lovers’ chitchat that’s overridden by a toddler’s cries It’s the ridges formed from wrinkles on the smooth planes of our faces Alas, it’s the minds that once thought ...Walking On Water
I tried walking on water But like the Titanic, I sankSailing under the ancient ocean I felt solemnly sympathetic I tried flying without wings And like a stone, I fell Lying flat on the ground I saw a cross made of bones. I tried to travel to space But I couldn’t find the Causeway Floating among the stars I heard my angel beg, ...Parenthood
It’s amazing how the ordinary,becomes something extraordinary. The poor are rich in heart,and rich in spirit. They prove they are somebody,and can leave a legacy. Be it in kind deed,without greed. Be it in pure love,precious than a dove. How a true father,will never let me falter.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-snow










