Tagged: new poetry

Writing in Bed 1

3:24 A.M.

Welcome to my second life The beautiful stretch between the hours of 2 and 5 a.m. In which you sleep next to me and I am afforded the freedom to write write write With...

Poetry Freestyle, Lonely Woman 0

‘Cuse Me

Free Verse Poetry   I’ve lost your letters, those ancient, drained of significance, budgeted posts. Somehow they were lost to me among the squatting pestilence and in the elusive streets called bitter and false...

Seagull on the Ledge of the Ocean 2

Slam Poet

There are often many different styles of poets at a slam. I have broken it down into three categories.   1. The clever clever quippy poet. There are postmodern poets that draw attention to...

Green Hill 0

Haven

The breathing hills of the Irish green With waves of wind washing in between The skipping notes of a beck’ning flute And the running brook of a valley, serene Are all alive behind my...

Sad Girl 0

The Reckoning

I did what my mother and her mother done before me… sit down… shut up! Just listen; stay in your place… your worth is no more than your race. Tears fell from fear, deceived…...

My Vagabond Shoes 0

The Castle Field

I have walked here, We have discussed the most important of issues; Girls, parents, teachers. Woods flank me on three sides. Shady-quiet, they give shelter and peace. Sunlight plays on the balding grass, rummaging...

Examples Haibun Poetry, School Bunker 0

Classroom Order

Haibun Poem   He approaches me, his hands raised. I stand behind my desk getting papers. He corners me. “Put your hands down.” “What?” “You heard me.” My command, spoken so softly. My eyes,...

Kafka on the Shore 0

The Black of My Mind

In the black of my mind, I ride the waves and follow them to the island in my hands. An undercurrent, a melody of an unknown song, an invisible rope pulling me along. A...

Poetry Free Verse, Confident Woman 0

Let This Love Be Unbroken

Poetry Free Verse   When you first look upon me, love with your eyes, for I am lovely and more than fair, at any age. I am a delicious apple, a succulent pear, a...

On The Misty Pier 0

Wind of Change

The first real day Of my life was when I banged the front door When I made a decision The real decision for myself Until then all decisions for me Are made by other...

Inspiration Dive into Unknown 1

Inspired To Dream

I rest in a state of suspended consciousness. I am aware of all things, around me, beneath me and above. I relate to many and often make them dream. I tell them to never...