MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 3:31pm
18th Dec 2024 3:31pm
Disco Ball
Finally, the clouds began to unfold
as the storm tried to blow itself apart
to frame a post-zenith gibbous of gold
which lit the aurum of my midnight heart
as the wind chimes japed out a lively tune
as warm and fresh and full of tropic life
as the vernal glory oft blown in June
or fingered through an independence fife.
But then, just as quickly as revealed,
the blasting billows would as quick return
like some prohibition fast repealed
to throw some moonbeam medleys in the churn
as if chimes and beams were the discotheque ...
as the storm tried to blow itself apart
to frame a post-zenith gibbous of gold
which lit the aurum of my midnight heart
as the wind chimes japed out a lively tune
as warm and fresh and full of tropic life
as the vernal glory oft blown in June
or fingered through an independence fife.
But then, just as quickly as revealed,
the blasting billows would as quick return
like some prohibition fast repealed
to throw some moonbeam medleys in the churn
as if chimes and beams were the discotheque ...
#moon
#rain
#storm #wind
#storm #wind
43 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 1:51am
16th Dec 2024 1:51am
retribution
these storms
held back
by
the sun,
wanting
nothing more
than
to give
all of its
retribution,
where
nothing
is safe,
where
nothing
is pure,
taking the
comfort away
from
the masses,
and replace
it all
with fear.
held back
by
the sun,
wanting
nothing more
than
to give
all of its
retribution,
where
nothing
is safe,
where
nothing
is pure,
taking the
comfort away
from
the masses,
and replace
it all
with fear.
#nature
#rain
#sky
#storm
#wind
54 reads
4 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 9:02am
9th Dec 2024 9:02am
crying
i listened
to
the crying
all night,
as long
as the
storm
insisted,
but the
voice of
the water
will
eventually
weary and
dry those
tears.
to
the crying
all night,
as long
as the
storm
insisted,
but the
voice of
the water
will
eventually
weary and
dry those
tears.
#night
#rain
#storm
57 reads
6 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 00:57am
8th Dec 2024 00:57am
on avoiding the wind
not going out in this storm
means we’re stuck at home
this weekend is all about books
tend not to blow me over,
unless they’re really good ..
means we’re stuck at home
this weekend is all about books
tend not to blow me over,
unless they’re really good ..
#storm
52 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 11:55pm
7th Dec 2024 11:55pm
Achromatic
There's abandonment in an all day rain
when humans surrender to the grey skies
and sit to listen to the gutters drain
and juncos by birdbath freely baptize
with waddle-some mourning doves attending
and squirrels contributing drenched fur grey
for a somber wild kingdom blending
of rodent fleece and bird feather display
and raindrops hanging to refract the air,
sullenly, and to showcase maple bark,
now winter bare for its grey to compare
the melancholy monotones so stark
that when the crows announce their arrival
I...
when humans surrender to the grey skies
and sit to listen to the gutters drain
and juncos by birdbath freely baptize
with waddle-some mourning doves attending
and squirrels contributing drenched fur grey
for a somber wild kingdom blending
of rodent fleece and bird feather display
and raindrops hanging to refract the air,
sullenly, and to showcase maple bark,
now winter bare for its grey to compare
the melancholy monotones so stark
that when the crows announce their arrival
I...
#rain
#storm
123 reads
16 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 2:13pm
30th Nov 2024 2:13pm
There Was Nothing Else For Us To Do
Since there was nothing
else for us to do while
our cabin was inside the
storm, both Karen and
I made ourselves strip
down and look at each
other play with our
attached goodies.
else for us to do while
our cabin was inside the
storm, both Karen and
I made ourselves strip
down and look at each
other play with our
attached goodies.
#dialogue
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#sex
#storm
118 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 9:01pm
22nd Nov 2024 9:01pm
An Autumn Rispetto
Something has to blast the last leaf off the tree
and all the scrub jays and squirrels know it well
as vassals of bomb cyclone authority
or a mighty atmospheric river swell...
all over their mobbing of the dangle cobb
cuz those little devils have kernels to rob
from a zephyr bandied helix wire cage...
branch moored in a gauge thick enough for rampage!
and all the scrub jays and squirrels know it well
as vassals of bomb cyclone authority
or a mighty atmospheric river swell...
all over their mobbing of the dangle cobb
cuz those little devils have kernels to rob
from a zephyr bandied helix wire cage...
branch moored in a gauge thick enough for rampage!
#animals
#storm
#wind
163 reads
13 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 10:58am
19th Nov 2024 10:58am
Stars
In the night sky's vast incandescence.
Stars whisper secrets of wind presence.
Dreams ignite with hopeful persistence.
Guiding hearts with gentle fluorescence.
Stars whisper secrets of wind presence.
Dreams ignite with hopeful persistence.
Guiding hearts with gentle fluorescence.
#anxiety
#dreams
#night
#stars
#storm
59 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 1:08pm
15th Nov 2024 1:08pm
unblock sun block sin block son block
I've never seen anything so inadequate
never seen ever such an inadeq... wait
I've never been seen as an earthquake
never been anything more than awake
saying it this way may seem a mistake
just leave me alone and keep it stake
you are still there and makes me ache
you're not there anyway and I still wait
.............................................................
never seen ever such an inadeq... wait
I've never been seen as an earthquake
never been anything more than awake
saying it this way may seem a mistake
just leave me alone and keep it stake
you are still there and makes me ache
you're not there anyway and I still wait
.............................................................
#earth
#lies
#risk
#storm
#WritingPoetry
56 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 4:15pm
31st Oct 2024 4:15pm
Reflection of headlights in the dog's eyes
There's nothing like walking the dog
on the Dia de los Muertos
where the veils between the worlds
are thin and the air is thick with the smell
of marigolds and incense.
In the twilight of life and death
the shadows dance and the whispers
of those who left echo through the night.
In this sacred moment
the living honor the dead
with altars decorated in vibrant tones
candles flickering like souls in the wind.
To be taken away on a night like that
is to be embraced by the unknown
feel the cold kiss of...
on the Dia de los Muertos
where the veils between the worlds
are thin and the air is thick with the smell
of marigolds and incense.
In the twilight of life and death
the shadows dance and the whispers
of those who left echo through the night.
In this sacred moment
the living honor the dead
with altars decorated in vibrant tones
candles flickering like souls in the wind.
To be taken away on a night like that
is to be embraced by the unknown
feel the cold kiss of...
#anxiety
#dark
#depression
#night
#storm
99 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
30th Oct 2024 1:54am
30th Oct 2024 1:54am
the clouds
the clouds
were busy
shape
shifting,
forgetting
how to fly,
their sense
of direction
was over,
their
languages
disappeared,
they opened
their mouths
and only
rain formed,
taking time
to fall
to
the ground,
even with
no intentions,
they weighted
the earth
with their
lost voices.
were busy
shape
shifting,
forgetting
how to fly,
their sense
of direction
was over,
their
languages
disappeared,
they opened
their mouths
and only
rain formed,
taking time
to fall
to
the ground,
even with
no intentions,
they weighted
the earth
with their
lost voices.
#clouds
#nature
#rain
#sky
#storm
79 reads
4 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
27th Oct 2024 5:49pm
27th Oct 2024 5:49pm
After Summer comes The Rains
i love the summers torrid, their Stark feel
time when the winds hold the time still
wherein the mirage waving like a dream sea
where silhouette twist their eerie entity
zenithal heat, vertical sun, burning limit
zero shadow, Dante's inferno, the sky's lit
zephyr of a sighing giant in the gaping air
under a disk flaming, sending sizzling glare
it feels like time is always and ever hot
lose any reviving, any freshening thought
but,to such flaring flames, the more i light
every flaming pyre, in the deep of night
there,...
time when the winds hold the time still
wherein the mirage waving like a dream sea
where silhouette twist their eerie entity
zenithal heat, vertical sun, burning limit
zero shadow, Dante's inferno, the sky's lit
zephyr of a sighing giant in the gaping air
under a disk flaming, sending sizzling glare
it feels like time is always and ever hot
lose any reviving, any freshening thought
but,to such flaring flames, the more i light
every flaming pyre, in the deep of night
there,...
#birth
#fire
#rain
#storm
#water
98 reads
3 Comments
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