WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
Today 12:16pm
Today 12:16pm
nature's child
11 of 30
a living work of art...
goes through many transformations
evolving to survive an environment always changing
as with nature...
...so do I
fingers pressed into wood
forehead resting against cool pane
bracing...
as tremors travel through my veins
condensation clouds my window this morning
gazing out into darkness
...at a world distorted
& I'm undecided...
do I wipe them...
improving my view
or leave them...
...as a reflection...
...an extension...
...of my mood
after...
a living work of art...
goes through many transformations
evolving to survive an environment always changing
as with nature...
...so do I
fingers pressed into wood
forehead resting against cool pane
bracing...
as tremors travel through my veins
condensation clouds my window this morning
gazing out into darkness
...at a world distorted
& I'm undecided...
do I wipe them...
improving my view
or leave them...
...as a reflection...
...an extension...
...of my mood
after...
#nature
#SelfReflection
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Fiftysevenhours
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 11:05pm
8th Apr 2025 11:05pm
In the grain
It is a slow journey,
Weaving a living hedge.
A path,
Partaken in the worthy cycle of seasons.
A sculpture,
Of constant returns,
Of constant,
Uncommon commune.
Of curious, unperceivable,
Interactions..
Held among a passage of leaves,
Born tracing the sun,
The grain of steps that are laid,
Are a slow twist to the sprig,
Fed in the plait,
Of a new year's growth,
Gaining gait.
It's slow by design,
How time,
Stretches and snaps,
An extended and befallen second,
Lost in a moment,
An hour,...
Weaving a living hedge.
A path,
Partaken in the worthy cycle of seasons.
A sculpture,
Of constant returns,
Of constant,
Uncommon commune.
Of curious, unperceivable,
Interactions..
Held among a passage of leaves,
Born tracing the sun,
The grain of steps that are laid,
Are a slow twist to the sprig,
Fed in the plait,
Of a new year's growth,
Gaining gait.
It's slow by design,
How time,
Stretches and snaps,
An extended and befallen second,
Lost in a moment,
An hour,...
#NaPoWriMo2023
#nature
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JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 6:50pm
8th Apr 2025 6:50pm
To John
Life is harder than you thought. Shit’s hit the fan on multiple occasions. You’ve almost let it affect your character, and to be honest, on some occasions it has. The drinking, weed, it’s all to drown out any form of feeling.
But what about the good ones?
What about the feelings that bring you so much joy? Why drown those? What about the feelings of togetherness and friendship, the people who value you for you? What about them? Why lose pieces of yourself in a bottle, pill, or bong? It takes pieces of you, all of which may or may not return.
They call me. ...
But what about the good ones?
What about the feelings that bring you so much joy? Why drown those? What about the feelings of togetherness and friendship, the people who value you for you? What about them? Why lose pieces of yourself in a bottle, pill, or bong? It takes pieces of you, all of which may or may not return.
They call me. ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#hope #nature
#hope #nature
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 11:57am
4th Apr 2025 11:57am
simple perfection
4 of 30
I felt so beautifully alive
blanket over shoulders
sitting criss-cross applesauce
beneath a diamond-studded velvet sky
as smoke drifted upward in twisting tendrils
flames dancing wild attendance
marshmallows burning to a delicious crisp
sizzling on the end of sharpened sticks
& my father's laughter
as we all gathered around the campfire
mom's embarrassed giggles
teased out of her habitual cautious demeanor
{only daddy held that power}
it signaled freedom
a moment slipped outside...
I felt so beautifully alive
blanket over shoulders
sitting criss-cross applesauce
beneath a diamond-studded velvet sky
as smoke drifted upward in twisting tendrils
flames dancing wild attendance
marshmallows burning to a delicious crisp
sizzling on the end of sharpened sticks
& my father's laughter
as we all gathered around the campfire
mom's embarrassed giggles
teased out of her habitual cautious demeanor
{only daddy held that power}
it signaled freedom
a moment slipped outside...
#beauty
#confessional
#family #nature
#family #nature
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Fiftysevenhours
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 5:21pm
3rd Apr 2025 5:21pm
Reflected scenes.
A light infused,
And an almost doting,
Crystalline skin,
Is poised with nonexistent tension.
A happenstance state,
in a sudden embrace,
As firm as the finest down,
Compacts in a spread of,
Descending weight.
Within the silent
Moment of a moment
An imperceptible breath.
Is left hanging in the birth,
Of a moisture laden cloud.
And faster than it's laid,
It's left.
A mist enshrined, bereft void,
Becomes a cascade of space.
A tantric arc of,
Bejeweled and refracted motion.
...
And an almost doting,
Crystalline skin,
Is poised with nonexistent tension.
A happenstance state,
in a sudden embrace,
As firm as the finest down,
Compacts in a spread of,
Descending weight.
Within the silent
Moment of a moment
An imperceptible breath.
Is left hanging in the birth,
Of a moisture laden cloud.
And faster than it's laid,
It's left.
A mist enshrined, bereft void,
Becomes a cascade of space.
A tantric arc of,
Bejeweled and refracted motion.
...
#NaPoWriMo2024
#nature
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Fiftysevenhours
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 10:34pm
2nd Apr 2025 10:34pm
There is time.
There is time,
Time enough to slow the gait.
Not,
Time to waist or wait.
But,
Time enough,
Not to rush towards,
An early fate..
There is,
Time.
So I slow and focus,
Not on the face but,
The unseen state of flow.
I slip,
Beneath the passage,
of the passing cars.
Slip,
Beneath their haze,
And post,
Industrialized, haste.
I Slip,
The tailgating chase of
Consumption,
The,
Disruption of,
An indeterminate throttled action.
There is time,
Time enough,
To jump...
Time enough to slow the gait.
Not,
Time to waist or wait.
But,
Time enough,
Not to rush towards,
An early fate..
There is,
Time.
So I slow and focus,
Not on the face but,
The unseen state of flow.
I slip,
Beneath the passage,
of the passing cars.
Slip,
Beneath their haze,
And post,
Industrialized, haste.
I Slip,
The tailgating chase of
Consumption,
The,
Disruption of,
An indeterminate throttled action.
There is time,
Time enough,
To jump...
#NaPoWriMo2024
#nature
58 reads
2 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 5:40pm
1st Apr 2025 5:40pm
strange thing about bright night
strange thing about bright night
The moon is
sitting sadly today,
the stars are
going to meet
their beloved earth
The palaces
of the sand
have started falling,
the sea is adamant
on capturing the shore
The sun hanging
behind the leaves
is planning to surround
the light of the stars
The bumble bee
is weaving thorny web
on the flowers
that are scenting
someone's hair
Old shadows
are shimmering
in a colorful umbrella,
the...
The moon is
sitting sadly today,
the stars are
going to meet
their beloved earth
The palaces
of the sand
have started falling,
the sea is adamant
on capturing the shore
The sun hanging
behind the leaves
is planning to surround
the light of the stars
The bumble bee
is weaving thorny web
on the flowers
that are scenting
someone's hair
Old shadows
are shimmering
in a colorful umbrella,
the...
#nature
#stars
70 reads
2 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 9:50pm
31st Mar 2025 9:50pm
Humanity
Humanity might get wiped out of the surface of earth.
And nature wouldn’t care.
It is in its kind to go.
Undisturbed!
Uncaring!
For the infant that helplessly relies on her.
For nature nothing ever begins.
Ever ends!
Ever exists!
And nature wouldn’t care.
It is in its kind to go.
Undisturbed!
Uncaring!
For the infant that helplessly relies on her.
For nature nothing ever begins.
Ever ends!
Ever exists!
#nature
78 reads
6 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 1:43am
31st Mar 2025 1:43am
A Dark Side To Sister Moon
Partially eclipsed
Whilst life, and time
Lie poised
Upon a golden throne
Stained black
By the ever present moon
Grey, and lurking
Beserking
An alien world
That can play with the sun
Like a magician
by Jemia
Whilst life, and time
Lie poised
Upon a golden throne
Stained black
By the ever present moon
Grey, and lurking
Beserking
An alien world
That can play with the sun
Like a magician
by Jemia
#magic
#moon
#nature #sun
#nature #sun
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sommerthe1st
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 10:04pm
28th Mar 2025 10:04pm
Spring Changes
Tears of fire on red hot cheeks
April's new blooms burned underfoot
Sweet jasmine wafting through the warming air
Smothered by the smog of burning tar
Fawns drink the cool waters of the babbling brook
Where the beasts of night devour them
New beginnings meet new ends
A tale as old as time is made anew
First smiles and first kisses change with the seasons
But love cannot dampen
That passionate flame of hate
April's new blooms burned underfoot
Sweet jasmine wafting through the warming air
Smothered by the smog of burning tar
Fawns drink the cool waters of the babbling brook
Where the beasts of night devour them
New beginnings meet new ends
A tale as old as time is made anew
First smiles and first kisses change with the seasons
But love cannot dampen
That passionate flame of hate
#anger
#heartbroken
#love
#nature
#regret
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 7:52pm
24th Mar 2025 7:52pm
11 am
11 a.m. sun like a laughter.
You steal a glance from the window,
But get stuck and you do not want to go away.
It will be a wonderful day
Just wait and see.
Burning leaves…
Laughing trees…
You steal a glance from the window,
But get stuck and you do not want to go away.
It will be a wonderful day
Just wait and see.
Burning leaves…
Laughing trees…
#nature
72 reads
2 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 10:34pm
23rd Mar 2025 10:34pm
Aloe Vera
Those curved aloe vera branches
Were
Sexy
Moistened.
Thighs
To me,
Coming
In freckles.
Were
Sexy
Moistened.
Thighs
To me,
Coming
In freckles.
#flowers
#nature
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