D - Hello Poetry

D Apr 2

…Barely      Breath.                    Lungs
             A                 Left     These.       God
                                         In                         Pl-
                                                                       Ea-
                                                                          Se  help me, I am too young to go_____

Well the attempt was to make a life monitor flatline, I need more line space Eliot! J/k I might scrap this…

#abstract #death #melancholy #conceptual

Apr 2

hannah

I,

I
I am
I am me
I am the collective
I am my mother’s laugh
I am my father’s forgiveness
I am my brother’s wish
I am my sister’s soul
I am my pride
I am my ego
I am me
I am
I

Apr 2

CJ Sutherland

As Strong as our Weakest Link

Timing is everything

We                       Are
The.             Last
Generation
Full.               cup
Prin               ciple
We’ll                  wait
for                   the
Right          time
tribulation
Be         Gins
God’s.            will
Be                    done

We are only as strong
as our weakest link
In preservation we think
Make love, not war
What are we fighting for?

As in the time of Noah
Fighting amongst ourselves

America will fall from within
On our knees tribulation begins
The vultures circle to feast
The arrival of Satan‘s beast
The smell of death is in the air

American’s act without care
Living absent of God, unaware
When tribulation begins
Man’s Sins Will be on full display
God‘s wrath has plenty to say

God wants our full attention
The Bible reveals His full intention

This is a strand of DNA, which can be thought of as a chain.. where the individual building blocks, called nucleotides are linked together like the links of a chain

#strengths #link #chain #tribulation #godnoahlove #war #weakestlink

Apr 2

Thomas W Case

Red, White, and Drifting

The brilliance of the
ladybug landing on
my white coffee cup
as the wind blows through
the bedroom window
I think of ee cummings
and Buffalo Bill,
Mom, Dad, and the
rest of the dead.
The computer calls to me.
But I won't answer.
It's the Sabbath, and the
rest will do us all some
good.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ICWIGqf62Kw
Here is a link to my YouTube channel where I read my poetry from my recently published book, It's Just a Hop, Skip, and Jump to the Madhouse, available on Amazon.com

D Apr 2

Muse

I speak through the vast expanse of the galaxy,
Weaving polysemy into intricate syllables
That resonate with a seismic force in their arrhythmic vibratos.
These interlocking fabrics envelop the entirety of sound,
Creating a harmonious tapestry of auditory experiences.

I want to feel your heart strings
Like a plucked guitar
The electric sonic resonance
Coursing like static
Heavy as the hair erects
And falls as a collective sigh.

I’d love to hear your thoughts.
Pacing through the labyrinth,
I’m searching for the puzzle pieces,
Piecing together the images,
With joyous celebration when the dots connect and make sense.

I yearn for the razorblades you wield,
Intended to sharpen lead,
Instead of incising scars,
Drawing images that leave no trace,
In the hope that if my words are abundant,
You can find the monosemy,
And in that moment, I can save a life.

#inspiration #artistry #poet #muse #creativity #spark #freeverse

D Apr 2

This Scene is So Noir

Your eyes spoke softly,
And I, abashed and shyly listened.

Suddenly, my lips part,
As I try to resist the pull of gravity.

“If I could walk with you,” I said,
“I’d like to steal some time.”

You replied with a pull of a tie,
“I’ll make you mine.”

Blonde locks adorned in lavender,
Blue hues piercing through the shade
Lashes batting like a strobe,
Captivating like a silent film.

This fedora dripped,
Melting from my careless hands.
I clenched my fists for a moment.

How simple words fall on deaf ears
When no one listens to the signs,
Just like we do.

Sing a song, bluebird.
I’m all ears to hear your lyrics hum.
Wash over me in technicolor.
I’ve dreamt of nothing better.

This scene is so noir,
But I see the light.
Sun hues, greener grass,
and thoughts of you.

Is this real or am I dreaming again?

Tried to capture the essence of a noir romance

#noir #romantic #love #fictional #freeverse