A great way to begin the day Sipping caffeinated sweetness My Sunday morning weakness Extending the length of stay As the neighborhood comes to life A chorus of birds sing their songs Together in a symphony so strong The eastern sun must smile and rise
I’d love to write more But my dinosaur won’t wake An appointment made With the Genius Bar Hopefully they can repair Revive from its sleep
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image source Galaxies of hue Black as coal to white as snow Host of red lakes, both.
The words not spoken Splays a silent heart open On a razor blade Sliced pain slowly spills Rivulets of uncertainty and anger Shock and disbelief Decreasing its beats Succumbing to deafening sound Of the emptiness Bleeding out loud now Drips bang on the ground like fists Beating barriers down Adrenaline peaks As blood seeps aroundContinue reading “Silenced”
It’s another fine production in The Neighborhood you’ll want to check out. Capz Saloon: An Artists Collaboration surrounding the illustrations of James D. Foster.
These are fantastic! Well done, Mark. 🙂 Mark Wayne – Author and Warrior Grace, floats softly down on golden sunlit wings. Love, whispered into pain makes the darkness sing. Hope, when held tightly is no small thing. ~Mark Schutter ©2015 View original post
Strong and tall like the oak trees You give the me air I need to breathe Filled with animation and delight That helps me carry out my plight Under your shaded protection I might Be able to sleep and dream tonight Atop a bed of your soft, fallen leaves I hold you close because you’reContinue reading “Oak Spirit”
I do remember when it use to be Something special between you and me But over time we forgot how to clearly see The beauty held in our hands that’s wild and free To come and go and do exactly as we very well please Cause it is our universe now, and we hold allContinue reading “Filled With Glee”
Is the money that cultivates greed Are the lights when you hit them right When he is brand new and doesn’t know better That feeling on the top story, sailing on the ocean The cool grass beneath my feet instead of concrete streets Carpeted dreams on rolling hills chasing the sun into the horizon
There once was a girl who wandered deep into the forest and discovered a clearing covered with black scorched rocks that glistened under the harsh sun like brilliant onyx gems. Beyond the jagged rocks she spotted what appeared to be the mouth of cave. Curious, the girl slung her sack full of books andContinue reading “Elizabeth’s Adventures (pt.1)”
Sounds Move me I play them Repeatedly Creating new and lasting memories To carry me through tragedy and grief Sweet melodies Release my Tensions Free ~Tetractys I’d like to thank Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie for introducing this new poetry form through a challenge! There’s something for everyone, so go visit their site for inspiration.
Laying around every day Soaking up the daily sun Cause I’m the spoiled one I chase the critters away But I need to go for a run
I have to ask what’s the measure of self-worth Is it dependent on what others really think How can it be a fair gage of what you deserve Only a weak slave to society follows and serves Life lessons never learned nor truthfully taught Commercial adds & trendy thoughts easily bought Into communal expectations withoutContinue reading “A New Worth”
My mother was always there Offering me her guidance even Through the years of silence Her presence, I carried with me Eternally, and I’m grateful for our Reunion after many years lost in ‘Solitude and miserable darkness Discovering the light of day Always in new-found strength Yesterdays are washed away ~Acrostic
You will live forever….
Even across the miles You yield secret power Always bringing a smile About in my darkest hour You have the strength To elevate my mood Comfort me at length Please don’t preclude I can’t deal with denials This desolate heart cries I want to be worthwhile As fear streams my eyes I know you canContinue reading “Power & Strength”
Anger rolls off of you in tidal waves Dragging others under the surface Reeking destruction without purpose Spreading an incurable hatred plague To the innocent is a huge disservice Photo source: http://awoiaf.westeros.org
I know it’s not a race, yet it feels great to be a front runner with so many talented people sharing the stage. Truly, I’m grateful just to be in the (game) performance.