Sunlight streams like trickling gold
Flowing languidly with stories untold It has neither eyes nor ears No hopes no fears Yet is a companion to all- It picks us up when we are down A bubbling smile replaces a frown It soothes the crying child’s tears As sunrise chases away nights’ fears No order is too tall- For even in the blackest pitch of night, The darkest of the dark- All you need to find some hope Is the tiniest of sparks.
sweep at my feet I step into the consistency of a whispering wet slushie I am in I cannot swim There is no buoyancy In the heat of the rising Summer, The foam will not melt into Ocean. It's Cold. I screamed for help! but - You are far too distant On the white stones, nihility, suffocating crystalline, how nostalgic. . . the Sun has reached the zenith.
My soul feels alive
Wrapped in rays From sunniest skies Hanging there in Your bright blue eyes ©FaerieFoxPoetry
I will surely feel lonely again
I might die inside too But if it makes you happy, I'll celebrate my death with you. Don't look over your shoulder And wonder how I've been You already did enough for me, You've given me your best. But if we ever meet again Ask me how Im doing, I'll give you a sudden smile And say "I'm fine" again
You did it again. You left me , broke all your promises. But I'll be fine.
Isn't it beautiful
I breathe in all those gasses but my body chooses you Inhales you Absorbs you Allows you to caress my lungs Fill my blood Give me energy give me life I open my arms on a sunny day and you swath me in your gentle breeze I gasp for you Yearn for you I need you Even when I'm not aware, you're always there So why is it when I'm drowning When I need you most I gasp I yearn I scream I beg I cry you never come I suddenly lose my breath and suffocate in your absence
I wrote this in my sleep
The changes in me between now and then,
The who, the what, The where and when, What a bittersweet way to begin, Take me back to sunny hours again.
Sorry I’ve been gone so long poetry world. I’ve had a very rough couple of months. But here I am back with the creative juices flowing!
ou were fresh out of September. Dewdrops touching my face a bright day A sunny smile the star lighting me up A patch of pink and blue but with rainy nights and windy breezy evenings The sweaters of November will suit you too
Upon this shore my unsure feet stand
Slowly sinking into soft sand Seashells shine as they catch sunlight And drifted wood is washed all but white Seagulls swoop from skies and soar Birds and prey at a natural war The sunrise glow fades Air grows hot In warm display beach is caught Illuminates the sea below From surface to undertow A gentle ocean breeze waltzes by As if the water breathes with a sigh Enhancing sunbeams that darken my skin Tranquility I am soaking in This morning view so peaceful and bright Where all is well within my sight How many summer days remaining to waste? When snow arrives I'll miss the taste Of saltwater bitter on my tongue The cool sensation filling my lungs Upon this shore I memorize The horizon distant from my eyes The light outside fights the darkness within And my cares float out as the tide rolls in
And I'm just trying to surf the waves