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a tear
dropping to the floor
is as loud
as a marching band
erupting through the door
@Copyright Kaitlyn Marie
The crowd cheers
The stands rumble
But the kids on the field stay silent and still
The flags have been set
The people in place
The drum major salutes
Adrelaline pumps through veins
The music starts
And everyone's left foot starts the move
The show runs smoothly
The crowd bursts into applause
I smile as each flag hits the ground on the right count
We march off
And the feeling stays
Marching band fun
Never fades
This is from personal experience fyi and it's one of my very few non-depressing or life lesson related poems.
I find it ironic how
I'm able to create extravagant
Sentences that leave others speechless.
But when you're around
I'm the one that's at a loss for words.

When the rain comes down,
   it's okay to cry
But stay firm--hold your ground
   I'll be there to clear your skies
I'm always around;
   can you feel it in your heart?

If clear skies go black,
   know I'll get you through the storm
Just don't look back,
   and be strong
Soon, you shall bask
   beneath our stars before long

When the wind is a wisp
   at your back;
if it should send a crisp
   chill down your spine,
that's just me... as I wish
   for you to find you way to me

If you lose sight   of the moon,
   let Orion lead the way
Follow the light,
   and don't you stray
We wil find our wings,
   then each other, one day
 Dec 2014 Paralyzed traveler

                       wishing, for
                              your writes to be
                                noticed•simple sign
                             that they have not been
                          missed•with every view
                     and every like•your popu-
               larity does spike•somewhat
          places your art on the poetry
      map•between major players,     
  you close the gap•constantly      
checking to see  who's been              
reading•you're always deli-               
ghted to see the 'yellow                      
•a wish...                            
    for those who                             
     are writ-                    

secretly hope not only for your words to be
reaching far and wide, but also... trending
* the above does not apply to everyone here.
Do you ever feel anxiety?
Do you ever feel ashamed?
Do you ever feel the thoughts you have are sometimes quite deranged?

Are you all okay with everything that flows around your mind?
The words that come alive through you do they seem quite unkind?

Or do you err with caution and try not to upset
The ones who read the words you write and so your work you'll vet!

Sometimes they might need steering towards the point you make.
Sometimes you want to frighten them, or make their poor hearts break!

Your genre points the way for you and you try to make them see.
The message that you write about within your poetry.

Some point out the choices that we aim for in this life,
Whilst others try to show the world in all its weary strife.

The rights and wrongs of lovers, governments and greed.
Whilst others write about the things we all need to succeed.

But whether you script horrors tales or tell of someones plight.
The most important thing you do my dear friend is write!
Dec 2014
 Oct 2014 Paralyzed traveler
I was drunk off love,
but now I'm hungover.
Your kiss was the last shot I had,
before I threw up my words,
regretting them now that I'm sober...
The hangover cure,
is grab another beer,
and find a nice young lass.
This cures the pain,
but not the problem,
as I drink this love like a drain.
 Oct 2014 Paralyzed traveler

Violins sing of purest flame,
alluring harmonies warm the air
Heart beat crescendos keep time
as ember’d flutes whisper beauty
and misty cellos lull wondrous dreams
on the aria of our love

Treble clef desires
curve softly upon your tender heart
while clarinets breathe amorous
melodies of soothing affection,
enchanting serenades
caress our every silent sigh

Forever playing an eternal
symphony of fire,
burning euphonious,
heated temptations
in ever lasting
*orchestral bliss
Inspired by a conversation with an angel who has completely touched my heart
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