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May 2015 AP

Captured

May 2015 AP

ryn

Captured

Let me be captured by the night.
Engrossed in the conversation
between the stars.
Syncopated twinkling like...
thousands of fireflies
trapped within sealed jars.

Let me be enslaved by the moon.
As I drink her glow in
greedy insatiable gulps.
Crestfallen...
Her beam with an agenda...
As the landscape she sculpts.

Let me be ensnared by my solitude.
But I hear crickets...
Chirping and chipping away at my
bastion of dreamstate.
Persistent calls
I try to shun
that never abates.

Let me be trapped in my thoughts.
So I could harness...
And immortalise them in
indelible careless scribbles.
Erecting and...
Rebuilding them from the
rubble of conflicting squabbles.

Let me be overwhelmed
by the mess of my being...**
Let me wallow
Then emerge strong from this
decrepit state of mind.
Let me breathe heavy from my
punctured lungs.
So I could heal in time before
true solace
in this dark,
I would find.

#captured #hellopoetry107

May 2015 AP

a change in the tides

May 2015 AP

Kimberly Rose

a change in the tides

my eyes were more blue
but you never did tell me
you liked green seas too

haiku

May 2015 AP

Sunshine (haiku)

May 2015 AP

SummertimeLace

Sunshine (haiku)

Flowers lift their heads
To look at your lovely face
Yellow is this day!

I just wanted to try something new :)

May 2015 AP

[10w]

May 2015 AP

Creep

[10w]

I thought I had a friend.
It left me too.

I'm talking and looking at you, poetry. *pokes*

...
Random thought,
But I love my friends.
They always know when something isn't wrong, and can make me smile always.
Thanks guys.
I really appreciate it.
Thank you.

Super trouper
By abba

May 2015 AP

Spectrum Violet

May 2015 AP

ryn

Spectrum Violet

Hues of violet
As the azure meets the reddened sun
Sparse deflated clouds
Floated quiet as into each other, the colours run

Lavender streaks
Trail far into the horizon
Tracking the sunset
As the hour struck seven

Purple gladioluses
Bowed to the evening sea breeze
As if mourning the departure
Of the day's warmth with silent pleas

The orb finally sank
Beyond my sight could reach
Disappeared from here
But rising over someone else's beach

Last dregs of light
Slowly swallowed, giving birth to indigo
This night would last long
Before the first rays of tomorrow...

#violet #hellopoetry107 #spectrumseries

May 2015 AP

Spectrum Indigo

May 2015 AP

ryn

Spectrum Indigo

I* leapt and dove into the depths of indigo
Night spilled carelessly onto my sky
Darkness smothered with tides of indigo
I almost drowned and whimpered a cry
Grappled with the vagueness of indigo
Out of the *blue, I'd emerge with a heavy sigh

#indigo #hellopoetry107 #spectrumseries

May 2015 AP

Spectrum Blue

May 2015 AP

ryn

Spectrum Blue

Blue is the boulder overlooking the bay
Loosely pocked by weather-worn stains
Unwavering guardian of all that lay
Enigmatic yet silently screaming its pains

Blue is the reflection dancing playfully
Laid generously by the twilight moon
Upon the vast canvas of the darkened sea
Elated ripples readily accepting such a boon

Blue is the halo encircling the moon
Lavish circlet gifted by the sun
Unnoticed by eyes that slumbered too soon
Evading the sands of time that run

Blue is the silhouette of a lone sailboat
Lurching and bobbing by will of the waves
Unknowingly catching the zephyrs that float
Eluding the fingers from watery graves

Blue is the man; perched upon the boulder
Lapping up the stars mirrored upon the sea
Usurped heart of his had never sung drearier
Ensnared by woeful wonderment...
**that man is me...

#blue #hellopoetry107 #spectrumseries

May 2015 AP

Spectrum Green

May 2015 AP

ryn

Spectrum Green

Welcome the new day
As night lifted her screen
The sun had brought its palette
Boasting of colours never before I've seen

Rays like paintbrushes
As they dove into the water
Light explosively burst into emeralds
Ripple and eddies would sparkle and shimmer

Bolts from the orange orb
Speared the tops of trees and sprawling ground
Tinting their leaves with green of olives
And grass with freshness abound

Its wand touched the tip of the distant lighthouse
Turning it the brightest green
It brought life back to my surrounding
Layered my eyes with the greenest of sheens

Such beauty laid bare
The difference was literally night and day
But my heart is also green
To readily accept what my mind has to say

As if a child
Or yet still a greenhorn
I should ignore the stains of yellow
And enjoy this new day that had just been born

#green #hellopoetry107 #spectrumseries