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Danielle Rose Oct 2012
He is a strong and mysterious  phenomenon
possessing a magnetism captivated in awe
Alluring and indispensable
I wavered in irrestible charm

His touch is like a sensual dream
much too rare to be a reality
his primal way made it impossible to restrain
and I found myself howling at the moon
beckoning to ode to wolf

His voice just like a whisper
ears keen to the sound
I'm falling yet never hitting the ground
I was held prisoner within his gaze
I watched his lips
mind lost in haze

Eager to be freed from his intensity
my body strained from the immensity
I fell victim under his spell
I could barely breath
inhale...exhale...

He grinned as he sensed infallible frailty
A merciful beast he walked away
and I transformed to suit my need
and continued on howling

Consumed and unleashed
This poem was inspired by:
Florence and The Machine
Song title:
Howl
Danielle Rose Oct 2012
The snow came down silently
flickering underneath streetlights
and although the night seemed quite serene
my feet dragged across the ice
I shivered uneasily uncaused by winters spite
but rather the notion of saying goodbye
A grief I cant disguise
I saw your figure approaching me
as my heart let out a sigh
little did I know that vision would
haunt many long and lonely nights
I looked into your swollen eyes
and tried my best to make it right
But we both knew all to well
that if that pain was withheld
It would explode and poison our minds
That last kiss was greatly missed
my lips ached for weeks sometimes
and as I watched you walk away
my heart was locked in dismay
unsure of how to survive
to this day my mind goes back to that
place much like a sad tune becomes entangled in your mind
The night when the earth seemed to stop all together
The very worst night of my life
Danielle Rose Oct 2012
911
Lives have been taken
Loved ones are gone
As our heros tried to
save them
They were lost
As the fog lifted and
The clouds rolled a
burst of silence went
through us all
No one could speak
Not even flinch
We could still hear
screaming inside our heads
and in our minds we ask ourselves
What just happend?!
The answer?
No one knows
I wrote this poem shortly after 2001.I was in the 4th grade.9/11 was the first thing I ever experienced that I felt so intensely and deeply,it brought me to write.This is the first poem I've ever written.
Danielle Rose Oct 2012
Juicy,Ripened,Crimson
Skin so smooth as if I picked
It right out of a painting
Autumns Orchards are flourishing
and ever so prosperous
I sink my teeth into the
luscious fruit and sinned
with the warmest grin
Ah! Heaven!
Danielle Rose Oct 2012
Its just a smile or a one liner
The stranger who holds the door
It's waking up to a kiss or being sprayed by
a cool mist on a hot summer's day
It's watching the sunrise or the moon eclipse
The baby passing you in a stroller on your way
As insignificant as it may seem
these are the things
that make it worth starting my day
Danielle Rose Oct 2012
I watched the horizon swallow the last rays of light
Its curve like a woman's hip
Nothing left but the stars,moon,and distant drums
To the beat my body succumbed
The pulse consumed and enraptured me
The tide came in and urged my feet
how could a lady deny such mystery
as the blackened waters submerged my body
I became weightless and free
drifting off into tranquility
Silver shimmered as far as the eye could see
and I lost all fear of drowning
Danielle Rose Oct 2012
I closed my eyes and drifted back
into the frosted grass and colored leaves
of my childhood memories
crows carrying an obscene melody
as the wind whispers tales of winter
the trees bare the flowers withered
rodents and birds can sense the shiver
busily preparing for the everlasting division
death falls over the land like a plague
and I walk with a smile as the colors rain
respectfully silent as the lushious greens
reduce to compost below my feet
the bountiful summer once again has met its match
as the sun fades off into the distance
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