#flows poems on Hello Poetry

South by Southwest Dec 2016

I hold the rays that light the bay
Early in the morning
I smell the salt and taste the air
as the day is forming
The gulls turn wing and then they fling
their Feathers to the sea
The clouds peer pink as they sink
lighting comes a storming
The air picks up and cools my cup
of coffee that remains
I step in the boat that's sure to float
knowing the journey's waiting
The planks are sound , the masks come round
the ropes and fibers straining
A chop that blows , the tide it flows
the ebb of life has past
The sea's dark gray and appears to say
your albatross awaits you
Whatever's to be is alright with me
I'm not captive to this world
I drop my sails , ring three bells
Here ye , here ye , here ye
I set my course without remorse
destined for eternity

I used to live in Panama City , Florida .

#destination #tides #sails #flows

Aaliyah Montaque Dec 2016

Water

Like water she comes and go's.

Like water, she moves in and out of cracks.

Like water she flows.

Like water she's manipulative.

Like water she's strong.

But she could eventually evaporate.

#water #she #strong #flows #manipulative

Debra Lea Ryan Oct 2016

Mosaic of Green

It amuses me how I often thought of the Colour Green
As simply Hue stained leaves that dressed the Trees
Or Carpeted parts of the Earth
Like Seas of Turf
Also taking Flight
In the Sky
Certain Birds
Distinctly Green
And a number of Reptiles
With such a Glow
However now I know
In our World
When Human Beings Create
They may tap into the Stream
That Flows Green....

DLR
08/10/2016

Mosaïque de vert

Cela m’amuse comment j’ai pensé souvent à la couleur verte
Simplement comme teinte coloré des feuilles qui habille les arbres
Ou des parties de la moquette des mers comme terre de gazon
En prenant le vol dans le ciel
Certains oiseaux
Distinctement vert
Et un certain nombre de Reptiles
Avec un tel éclat
Mais maintenant je sais
Dans notre monde
Quand créer des êtres humains
Ils peuvent puiser dans le flux
Les coulées vertes....

DLR
08/10/2016

#green #trees #birds #leaves #create #stream #hue #flows #mosaic #miksang

Marcus Belcher May 2016

Because...

I like writing about you
It comes so easy and natural
Like the grass that grows
The moon that shines
Or the happy thoughts
when your on my mind
It is effortless and enjoyable
Like enjoying the wind on my skin
The sun on my back
And you in my eyes

Someone once asked me why a lot of my poems revolve around female influence and love. This is part of the answer I s'pose

#calm #genuine #enthusiastic #flows

Liam C Calhoun Aug 2015

Asylum Harbor

My aunt’s in the garden,
     Growing gold.
My uncle’s in his new shirt,
     Growing mold.
My cuz’s in Af-ghan-i-stan,
     Growing cold.
I’m swimming in wine,
     Growing old.

This piece should make sense,
     But it don’t.
This piece should tell tales,
     Still, it won’t.
I’m home decades later,
     Or so I wrote.
My daddy’s days dead
     And so I’ll tote.

"Asylum Harbor" - A harbor used to provide shelter from a storm. Much obliged, Aunt "Patty."

#wine #dead #daddy #asylum #harbor #flows

Beth Richter Dec 2014

Drop of Black

I am in a constant cycle of make and remake.
Passion ebbs and flows from my core
Subjected to the company surrounding me.
Encircling, intertwining, tainting like a drop of black in an entire pale of white paint.

I have yet to find one person
That draws something from within my very being,
That entirely satisfies and satiates this gnawing in my stomach,
This unrelenting hunger.
What am I starving for?
What is it that I can not help but crave?

If only I knew, if only I knew.

#passion #constant #core #person #make #company #flows #draws #remake #ebbs

Isha Kumar Oct 2014

Hold On

Hold on, oh lass!
It isn't over yet.
The further you go,
The more difficult it'll get.

Breathe, oh beloved!
It shall end soon.
Remember that time
is a curse and a boon.

Like a river, it flows,
waiting for no one.
It cannot be reversed,
a deed once done.

This life shall disappear
in a blink of an eye.
You'll be left to wonder
when did the day die.

Time is a treasure,
guard it with your life.
If misused,
it shall tear you apart.

Keep a firm grip.
You shall be alright.
Yes, you are alone
and yet, you can fight.

Don't take too long
or stand and gaze.
Your time shall run out
and you, it shall raze.

It won't be easy.
Things may go wrong.
But such is life,
winding and long.

And yet, it is short,
this life we live.
Such is its way that
it'll take what it'll give.

Hold on, oh lass!
It'll end as it should.
For our time is filled
with days, bad and good.

#short #time #good #bad #treasure #river #long #flows #winding

Kevin Eli Mar 2013

Wander

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust. Time flows, just like wind, water and our blood inside of us. Just let it go.

#ashes #time #water #blood #dust #us #wind #flows

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