Complete Collection of Haiku
verses and verses, / and verses and verses and, / verses of music petals fall gently, / one, two, three, four more fall down. / gentle sway of life i envy you, sea. / a tender blue, yet choppy. / i envy you, true infinitely true, / a key to willpower and
The Beast Within
#13 of poetry a free verse poem in the abstract about what life with depression can be like. apologies to anyone in advance if this acts as a trigger.
Tiny Candles
This was my first attempt at free verse poetry; it does not rhyme or have a meter, but now you know where i stand.
Isle Dreamscape
Forever out of reach, White sands covered in green. Strangely enough on these seas, Tropical though they be to these eyes of mine, Every single one holds nothing but pine. So I marvel at impossible trees, And waters that hold a perfect sheen,...
I Dream of the Deep
Water flows o'er the winding stair, though lo and behold 'tis not but air. The walls speak falsely of their type, the glass ripples and jumps to the wind's pipe. Endless towers bright and bold, What stories do you tell beneath the waves,...
Moonlight Lovers
Oh, ballad of old Telling tales so oft told Grace us with your stories once more Of a time that has come and gone; existing no more A quiet story of a young and tender love Pure and gentle as the moon high above Two young souls Tied together by...
Tears
Tears. blood red tears ripped and torn from the very depths of your heart. things that flow from your soul outward, flow so the whole world can see your pain; your destruction. let the tears flow...pour your soul out. let it spill upon the floor as...
Account of Presumed Ecstatic Experience during Initiation Rite in Unidentified Mystery Religion
It doesn't really matter how I died. Whether of time or tide or tiredness, But after this, the journey of my life I woke, to find myself in a dark wood. The way was lost, the night was long, and I Was more alone than I had ever been. It...
Autoimmune Scarring of the Myelin Sheath
The coming summer heat looks to be cruel As ever it has been. Grey autumn can Not easily come soon enough for me. And what an evil fate is ours, my love, That such embittered words should ring so true. That at the highest loft of light and...
Undeserving - A Poem
Hold closed the eyes Feel the wet crease Feel the new warmth Feel all too much Yet nothing remarkable Not worth reliving Deserve nothing But accept the gift Clutching back Shiver and yearn Remember, remember And wipe clean Fly over...
greek mythos
The rubied crowned golden adonis of the skies of Athor streched his wings to the breaths of distant shores keeping watchful of the moonless night lulling to the music from the hall the chosen of Ashyer with the gifts of the seers sheltered...
Sages, Chapter 1: Nights of Peace, under the Future’s Stars
verse and shiro were huddled by the fire, keeping warm as they burned the rest the existing wood supply.