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- Poetry > Free Verse
Guided steps twirl, they explore the darkened spans, seizing it—a familiar home, theirs for the taking Flame, aglow, burns refurbished hearts, exerts intangible exhalation, intangible expression... tangible love… Light permeating the black, fire impassions the heart, pulsation b... - Poetry > Free VerseEnamored men vainly search in a city that never sleeps. Their hope has died, they're bitter inside. Ardor left with the close of autumn So many questions answered with lies-- the wind, it cuts like ice, soaring through defenseless trees. Ardor left with the close of autumn Senesc...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe mortar of pain— I can see it hardening, the damage already done. It’s cold, it’s thick, it’s there. I’m sorry that it’s apparent, that it blocks a brother, a friend, a mother, someone who cares. It would be cold, standing alone in a crowd. It would help to know that so...
- Poetry > Free VerseCool, autumnal winds sift through unclenched fingers; the sun, aflame, illuminates the warm, fiery leaves. I find release in the ebb of the unconquerable ocean. Lord, fill me with your love: this warm passion, this cool grace. It is, undoubtedly, beautiful. It is, undoubtedly, your creation. ...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionHe wondered if he could stand any more monotony: the pessimism, the depravity of love, laughter, and wonder. It was the same old routine: criticism and hauteur contaminating the atmosphere, trying to define and overwhelm him into despair and bitterness. He needed to get away. He needed something new...
- Poetry > Free VerseHe swims through the intoxicating mist of dreams, of memories; searching for shore, hoping to land upon contentment—or, even, to feel its crashed waves, to rely on its magnitude to keep him afloat, to keep him surfacing… Surfacing to what is—or, perhaps, to what forever will be…abse...
- Poetry > Free VersePerhaps, in the silence, in each other’s arms, they could feel something—real, something to ease their bewildered minds They’re searching Where was it? Why wasn’t it in their hands? Shh!—keep reaching! Could they feel it? Could they feel the life in their grasp, hear its rhyt...
- Poetry > Free VerseTo become part of the asphalt, warm like passion, strong and unwavering, breathing in the cool fall—ah, the taste and smell of water! It chills, it breathes, it keeps me awake… Lightning hath no fury, nor crushing rubber, nor crashing thunder…ah, thunder, the mellifluous rolling into t...
- Fiction > Realistic Fiction"Sweet are the uses of adversity…"--William Shakespeare She hadn't been more acrimonious in her life. Her boyfriend broke it off...Well, actually, it was more alleviating than anything: it'd been coming for a long time. He was never real with her, never paid attention, never...
- Poetry > Free VerseI’ve read of such romanticism on yellow, mildewed papers in yellow light, Beethoven and Tchaikovsky intoxicating the air, ascending, swelling… Romanticism like that of Twain’s or Rossetti’s—the kind the heart needs…in the moonlight, In the kissing dew of the darkened blades tha...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe rain felt good on his face, a taste of Heaven, chilling him, emphasizing the vacancy of the neighboring swing. He was pendent in the orange light, wanting to fly, talking to God: questions of his plans--why, how--a plea for that vacancy to be filled; looking past the love he already has....
- Poetry > Free VerseLittle hands grasp my face. She tells me something important, eyes piercing mine, brows raised. I love your giggles and exasperated sighs. The freak laughs at something stupid, almost dying, intoxicating the air with her joy! We swap punches, she retaliates, saying, "your knuckles are b...
- Poetry > Free VerseOver coffee, we talk about everything under the star-lit sky. Is notice you're just as temperate, the least bit bitter. Fervently, the embers provide solace, truth aflame at the center of my being...Truly, most sincerely... Dreams, secrets, fears--known, fulfilled, stifled, and thrown past th...
- Poetry > Free VerseAbsence makes the heart grow fonder, shoves doubt and hesitation into the stomach… I need you to take me, to clutch my arm and show me what you see, to make me feel what you feel. I need you to be real, to be eager to know me fully. I want you to feel comfortable, singing with me to t...
- Poetry > Free VerseCool rain filters through the screen I feel it kissing my eyelids, my lips, the tantalizing celestial release-- The night is young, deep with ambiguity and the spirit of youth! Come, love, let's away, drenching ourselves in blithe surrender-- Oh! you are sublime: a countenance of a poe...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe transluscent umbrella, Ebbing to and fro, Teaches me to be to stay grounded but free and lo, to bathe in Sol's great warmth is the greatest ecstasy The dove song soars, lingers, descends-- A song of grace and liberty: to ride with fervent, current winds gives me such great luci...
- Poetry > Free VerseHe sits and he writes What he feels, what he wants to feel. What he needs, what he thinks-- what he longs to be real. The whims, pains, ecstasies, fears-- All things left unsaid-- in the corners of his heart, in the interstices of his mind. In the corners of his heart sits the woman of hi...
- Poetry > Free VerseWhat the heart beats for: intoxicating laughter, a consuming embrace; oblivion, forgiveness, peace, a place in which to fall. Tenderness. The sand between my toes; tradewinds swimming around me, fighting against me. The ocean applauds, the morning sun comforts-- rest and insouciance beck...
- Poetry > Free VerseKeep me on my toes, Be amigous and free. For you I will search high and low To revel in your luminescence. Lead me into the night, To places unknown. Leave me breathless, Yet impassioned, without relent. And stay within my grasp, But never yeild to such incarceration....
- Poetry > Free VersePlay your acoustic melody, Something to soothe my soul – like rain on a rooftop, Black coffee, the crackle of vinyl. Don't think, just play and let me lose myself in its splendor, in your eyes. Gratuitous, how can I return the gesture. How can I give you such rest, such a reverie? To gi...
- Poetry > Free VerseSunshine never felt so good Makes me want to fly Whippoorwill's song, lingering still, Echoes through the summer sky Perching on my windowsill, It encourages me to flee The song enwraps my wondering mind, Always lingering still "Lie beneath the sun-kissed trees, Feel the current...
- Poetry > Free VerseFlakes flying in the darkness Falling in your lashes, in your hair Your lips and cheeks are sanguine Offering warmth in frigid air Catching snow with your tongue You laugh, you sing a song Tell me there's a tomorrow Tell me there's nothing wrong Promise me, you're coming ba...
