LittleFreeBird

LittleFreeBird Sep 2014

My Hands

are
insignificant
pale and empty
they shake over
the smallest task
ink stained palms
black and white

Your hands
are steady
scarred but strong
and when they clasp mine
I feel capable
of anything

LittleFreeBird Sep 2014

A Midsummer Nights Dream

Nights like these
Sodden summer air
When the cicadas hum
And fireflies float
Flash photography
In the breezeless sky
Is when I best remember
Our July
In the rain
When the sun has just kissed
The horizon
And all goes still
Then comes to life
That first summer
Was honeysuckle on our tongues
Sweet for a moment
Then gone
But the flavor
Lingers
And you never forget
Your first taste
Memories
They are hard to grasp
To keep a hold of
Evaporating
Like rain on pavement
Dissipating into
A Midsummer Nights Dream

LittleFreeBird Sep 2014

Inevitable

The details

                                                                Leave me
As my time elapsed

                                                    Know that
                                                                                 There is no choice in your
                                      Addictions

                                                                     That my creation
Is better than
                                                                  Reality

                                                                                          And I can't promise
All the pieces

But

                                              You'll enjoy
                                               The noise

This is the unfinished "Black Out" poem I wrote for my class. It uses song lyrics from Slipknot and Jason Mraz. Let me know what you think about the positioning of the words. Too hard to read?

LittleFreeBird Sep 2014

Through The Lens Of Youth

1998
Born last of winter
Spring skimming my toes

           First
                  Slow
                         Steps-
Wary.

Learning to read
Salvation in words

Poetry discovered
A love of rhyme

Pain in strength
Hates first ink
Heartache

Two in deliverance
Beautiful Minds
Doubled hearts

Lips touch
Timeless
Pieces clicking

Hearts grow
Entwined
Love
Is
Here.

Here
Is
Love.
Entwining
Hearts grow,

Clicking pieces
Timeless
Touching lips

A heart doubled
Minds beautiful
Deliverance in two

Heartache
Inks first hate
Strength in pain

A rhyme of love
Discovered poetry

Words in salvation
Reading to learn

Wary-
        Step
              Slow
                     First

Toes skimming spring
Winters last born

A palindrome poem, it started as another child/adulthood reflection, but it became something else. See if you can tell what it's supposed to be when flipped. Suggestions for a title welcome.

LittleFreeBird Sep 2014

Womangirl

A heart solid enough to love
Not yet strong enough to withstand breaking
Body of a woman
Mind of a child
A soul divided

What am I?

The mirror splits in two
Glass reflects
Jaded blues
And a steel smile
Glass reflects
Precious purity
And blind innocence

I walk along the edge of
Something unknown
The line ends soon

What awaits me
At the end?

I wrote this for my creative writing class, our theme is "duality" and I chose to write about being on the cusp of childhood and adulthood. Suggestions are welcome and encouraged.

LittleFreeBird Aug 2014

Ten Words, A Question

With you gone
Who will stop me
From bleeding
Anymore?