pretty ribbons - poem
#5 of poetry collection poem no. 5 we weren't made of pretty ribbons we weren't a happy thing we were a tied up mess a relationship made of string loose buttons and badly sewn barley hanging by a thread though little had i known our relationship was
Feel good!
#2 of poetry good morning! feel content every once and a while, distract yourself from stress and sorrow, fake a smile, eventually it will get there, you think it's all going south but then something great happens, or it doesn't but c'mon!
Workings of the Mind
#1 of poetry ok, this one is really short, so i was debating not even giving it it's own page, but hey, why not? \*\* **workings of the mind** rushing through my mind; brush fueling the fire. ideas come unbidden; yet they match my desire.
Elevators by Alpha Wolfio
#10 of poetry a poem about elevatorcon. to ascend or descend?
thoughts under a sea of blossoms
#3 of poetry sitting under the plumb trees blooming bright on a warm spring day the yearly dance of the finches begin singing sweet and beautiful as they suck the sweet nectar and knock the pink blooms to the ground where they
A wry Epiphany
#5 of poetry and scribblings when the hallowed grounds are breached, and the blood starts to stain the sacred earth, a waste starts to spread slowly, creeping underneath my skin, making me aware that the things i hold dear, are merely illusions, the
Rhyme, Rhyme
#2 of poetry nursery rhymes; diverse. won't work in this universe. rhyme, rhyme, so sublime - if you'd catch up with the times. fine lines? piece of cake! but the rain they've yet to make. spells, spells. ring the bells!
Creative
#8 of poetry i have no name until you name me. i have no form until you shape me. i don't exist until you make me, i am creativity.
The Siren's Hymn
#5 of poetry as seen in my writer's blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/06/03/the-write-setting/ and now she sings the siren's hymn, no longer is her heart within.
Sauce
_quite simply put, sleep-deprived at 3am is the best time to write poetry.
Bright star
#2 of poetry ~ a bright star shines tonight, through my window, seeps a dim light. a gentle gaze caresses me in delight, feeling of bliss, while you're by my side.
Mirror's Lament
#8 of poetry .