Browsing: Free Verse

pour out your soul, my brother
and let the rich effusive emotion
spread out upon the sacrificial stone.
embrace the whirlwind, my brother
the shifting maelstrom of change
until completed you emerge
the man you were meant to be.
— 4/9/10 – 141 #favorite

your dark rumblings proclaim strength and power
as you pour out your jubilant furies
on the dry and thirsty populace
— 4/7/10 – 138

wist and fitful longing flourish
in the hearts of isolated lovers
for the long and lonely distance
borne by fate and fickle purpose
— 4/6/10 – 137 #favorite

the comfort of home
was a strange absence
felt and wished for quietly
knowing there were miles and miles
till my feet found rest
— 4/5/10 – 136

the comfort of home
was a strange absence
felt and wished for quietly
knowing there were many miles
till my feet found rest
— 4/5/10 – 136

the rush and press of kind strangers
fill the hours with questions, and practiced replies.
getting to know the world in which you live
and all its inhabitants is a pleasure
i would not let pass me by
— 4/4/10 – 135

i missed your love
its sweet surcease
and the richness
of its healing grace
— Abba – 4/2/10 – 133

the warmth of your touch
is a thrill to set my heart beating
the feel of your fingertips
is a world to encapsulate
my hopes and dreams
— 4/1/10 – 132 #poetry #love

potential paths reveal themselves
glittering in the summer sun
converging prospects to be taken
or denied till at last a culmination
and just one path before you lies
— 3/31/10 – 130 #poetry

my heart beats a palpable breath
a sinking drop, an oxygen starved gasp
for air, the pressure a sweet agony
of tightness expanding in the
effusive cavity of the soul
— 3/31/10 – 131 #favorite

it was innervating
the rush, the blood pumping
a mind sharp and focused
you don’t feel the pain
just the heat radiating
off your chest
— 3/26/10 – 125

animate ideas
living, breathing, pulsing
charged and causing change
dynamic particles cascading
into people and places
— 3/25/10 – 124

beneath a stretching violet sky
the setting sun brings evening nigh
the clouds burnt orange in crimson fashion
set fire the heavens and the passion
inside me as i awestruck behold
the flaming majesty pictured bold
and humbled i fall on my knees
so still and silent neath the trees
for words cannot express the glory
that i see in this evenings story
— 4/1/2003

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