ArkansasBoy
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 5:36am
13th Feb 2025 5:36am
Dark Horizon
the sun retreats behind the hill
its breath too weak to stay
the sky unravels strand by strand
night consumes the day
the road ahead is black and still
no lantern dares to burn
the wind that once could sing me home
now whispers never turn
a shadow spreads upon the land
its fingers pull me in
no hand to hold no voice to call
no light to rise again
the fields are bare the rivers dry
the stars refuse to shine
the air is thick with unsaid words
that once were almost mine
the past uncoils...
its breath too weak to stay
the sky unravels strand by strand
night consumes the day
the road ahead is black and still
no lantern dares to burn
the wind that once could sing me home
now whispers never turn
a shadow spreads upon the land
its fingers pull me in
no hand to hold no voice to call
no light to rise again
the fields are bare the rivers dry
the stars refuse to shine
the air is thick with unsaid words
that once were almost mine
the past uncoils...
#dark
#rhyming
#storm
65 reads
LightningBug
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 1:54am
11th Feb 2025 1:54am
Frosty Mornings
Sun shiny golden
Days brightness turning to snow
Storms havoc creates.
February flies
Into Marches windy wishes
For Springs returning.
For now nature brims
Baleful ice frosted mornings
Magic by arctic.
Days brightness turning to snow
Storms havoc creates.
February flies
Into Marches windy wishes
For Springs returning.
For now nature brims
Baleful ice frosted mornings
Magic by arctic.
#minimalist
#snow
#storm
#wind
#winter
43 reads
2 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 3:18pm
5th Feb 2025 3:18pm
a walk today
As I inhale fresh air
beyond quietude
half way the street
a sudden flash
of lightning
I am reminded of old gothic black and white films
nebulous moments are passing where wild light
and wind approach me
standing on a balustrade
I hold on to the railing
staring into that luminal space
milky wayed
spirit hands play
in the milky white sea
swim snakes
Medusa shakes her hair
“we are all limbs
of the same body“ ...
beyond quietude
half way the street
a sudden flash
of lightning
I am reminded of old gothic black and white films
nebulous moments are passing where wild light
and wind approach me
standing on a balustrade
I hold on to the railing
staring into that luminal space
milky wayed
spirit hands play
in the milky white sea
swim snakes
Medusa shakes her hair
“we are all limbs
of the same body“ ...
#storm
106 reads
18 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 6:42pm
24th Jan 2025 6:42pm
Valhalla
little red ochre box falls to the floor
my mothers watch says eleven minutes after eight
I see the breaking lid and stroke each platina layer
remembering her wearing it around her wrist
a cyclone wind will be approaching these coasts
from seven galactic sisters rain drakes spew
cylinder fingers have written petroglyphs
I fold cloth around dried rose leaf
watch it burn as I lit it
Inhaling scents
hearing hissing
haunting hammering
hindsight ...
my mothers watch says eleven minutes after eight
I see the breaking lid and stroke each platina layer
remembering her wearing it around her wrist
a cyclone wind will be approaching these coasts
from seven galactic sisters rain drakes spew
cylinder fingers have written petroglyphs
I fold cloth around dried rose leaf
watch it burn as I lit it
Inhaling scents
hearing hissing
haunting hammering
hindsight ...
#dark
#storm
80 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 00:26am
24th Jan 2025 00:26am
how about I just sit here nice and quiet
old bloke in the bar says
I can’t go home in this weather, not with
my chest and this cough
but the publican replies
sorry mate, we’re closing
up and you can’t stay here all night
aye, says the old bloke, it’s
a conundrum, right enough ..
I can’t go home in this weather, not with
my chest and this cough
but the publican replies
sorry mate, we’re closing
up and you can’t stay here all night
aye, says the old bloke, it’s
a conundrum, right enough ..
#alcohol
#fear
#rain
#storm
#wind
51 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 7:14pm
21st Jan 2025 7:14pm
The elephants
Elephants are huge
they cast giant shadows
have wide flat round feet
and lots of love for the trunk.
Elephants are annoying
with their bodies
stunning
the soft memories
of stupid children's faces.
Elephants know
many and diverse people
which if it's not a friend
must be a far relative.
Such lonely animals
take up lots of space
but they can't hide
because they don't fit
in the closets.
They mess with everything and everyone
want to be part of history
but they get lost in...
they cast giant shadows
have wide flat round feet
and lots of love for the trunk.
Elephants are annoying
with their bodies
stunning
the soft memories
of stupid children's faces.
Elephants know
many and diverse people
which if it's not a friend
must be a far relative.
Such lonely animals
take up lots of space
but they can't hide
because they don't fit
in the closets.
They mess with everything and everyone
want to be part of history
but they get lost in...
#corruption
#fear
#LifeStruggles
#politics
#storm
68 reads
4 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 8:34pm
16th Jan 2025 8:34pm
Apollonian Opulence
Lethargic struggle of the everyday
The daemon writ now pact
Ascension through the left handed way
Mortal dichotomy for celestial fact
Seventh tower raised and appeased
Three fold silence in Enoch's hand
Resplendence upon sacred release
Sigils drawn upon blessed sands
Gaping maw of darkness's reign
Heralding the blessed sounds
Gilded light breaking the chains
Of which shadow gives holy ground
Radiant stillness bound yet free
Golden ratios...
The daemon writ now pact
Ascension through the left handed way
Mortal dichotomy for celestial fact
Seventh tower raised and appeased
Three fold silence in Enoch's hand
Resplendence upon sacred release
Sigils drawn upon blessed sands
Gaping maw of darkness's reign
Heralding the blessed sounds
Gilded light breaking the chains
Of which shadow gives holy ground
Radiant stillness bound yet free
Golden ratios...
#magic
#power
#shadows
#storm
#sun
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0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 00:21am
8th Jan 2025 00:21am
Calm before the storm
WHY is it always before the storm that hangs in the rain drops, that just before the storm arrives that the atmosphere, slowly began to take a shape and form over the world 🌎 For sure you can make an aura of space and time out of the deepness of the sounds, of the rain drops hitting the ground still protecting you ☔ as it falls from the skies, as the clouds begin to change. From white to gray then dark, taking forms of different stages, as the rain is echoing in the back ground like tapping, on a old tin roof that over time has become rusted, and beat up from the pounding, like...
#clouds
#earth
#rain
#storm
#wind
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 6:25am
2nd Jan 2025 6:25am
Strife
When storms do break and heavens weep
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
#Christian
#God
#rain
#religion
#storm
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0 Comments
GN101
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 10:32am
25th Dec 2024 10:32am
Snow
It drifts down, falling heavy, sucking the warmth of life away, it is cold, silent and pure
Slow, change, witnessing white perception of terrible inclinations, wondrous impressions
Freeze, depart, cold and deadly
Serene, heartfelt, warmth of blanket
Everything fades away today and I am left realising did we ever cast the noose too soon?
Did we ever wish for more than snow?
Slow, change, witnessing white perception of terrible inclinations, wondrous impressions
Freeze, depart, cold and deadly
Serene, heartfelt, warmth of blanket
Everything fades away today and I am left realising did we ever cast the noose too soon?
Did we ever wish for more than snow?
#storm
68 reads
0 Comments
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
88 reads
4 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
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4 Comments
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