#swirl
the answers are not ready to be heard
questions from the ancients are still spinning
twisting, turning, swirling and churning
drifting in and out of the minds that maintain the stamina
having substantial durability throughout timeless echos
stories, of the stories, passed on with no conclusions
the answers are not ready to be heard
not yet
Brian Hill - 2020 # 104
Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 9:58 AM UTC
walking with you
in the october air
colored leaves
swirling around us
the taste of pumpkin spice
and whipped cream
lingers on your lips
autumn hums
her pretty song
a hand in mine
stepping on leaves
i don't think
i'll ever leave
Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 6:36 PM UTC
Twisting, turning, churning, swirling
My heart is a maelstrom
Consuming emotion
Twisting endlessly
Swirling perpetually
Tossing on the water
A beautiful, impassioned, blue maelstrom.
Twisting, turning, churning, swirling
My heart is a leaf
Consuming peace
Hovering incessantly
Soaring tirelessly
Tossing in the wind
A beautiful, tranquil, green leaf.
Twisting, turning, churning, swirling
My heart is a blaze
Consuming wrath
Flaming constantly
Combusting continualy
Tossing in the fire
A beautiful, violent, red, blaze
Twisting, turning, churning, swirling,
My heart is a stone
Consuming structure
Tumbling boundlessly
Crumbling unendingly
Tossing on the earth
A beautiful, exact, brown, stone.
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 6:53 PM UTC
I crave a dance
Not a hug,
Not a kiss or a delicate touch
But a dance
A red dress and a gentleman to take my hand
On a shinning dancefloor
On a trip outside the dimensions of this world
Where flying needs no wings
Where music feels like the gentle wind
I'd swirl and swirl
With my red dress flowing like the petals of a rose
Carried by the swift breeze
Till it come back
To you
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC
Rain’s seige continues,
Hegemony of waters;
Swirling army’s rush!
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
In between slurred words and short pauses, I tried to explain myself. Gravitating to telling the same story all over again.
A tale of how I said those words in vain, only to never have them last me pain. I prayed every time to be soaked by the city lights, to let me drench by the drizzling skies.
Every street light has a story of someone fuelled by never ending fury. Let me add one more tale to be written about a princess who failed, the one who bowed down and never prevailed.
'Her words are heard, not echoing wild in the void, her tale waiting patiently by the sidelines, yet to be told.'
My words fell upon deaf ears, silently understood by someone after years. The tear drops had disappeared from my crow's feet, I longed for the one who could make my heart take fleet.
'Long together with me, for the path seems long. Find solace in knowing there's company.'
This was an unfamiliar territory even for me. I only dreamt of what it would feel like when it drew near. My eyes saw reality for the first time, I didn't know what was to be said that would make our hearts rhyme. Should I straighten out my face, hide the crow's feet and learn to please? Now that I dint long for company, how does one keep the tease?
On a night among the trees, when you and I once meet, with drink and plants your mother nurtures, we'll talk some about some, and more...
Apr 13, 2017
Apr 13, 2017 at 1:10 PM UTC
Sheer passion, laden layers after
dense layers was the lake,deep blue,
His hidden heart was all aflame,
in anticipation of her, his hurricane,
the wildest girl in town, hard to get,
yet he acts placid on the surface
one'd see just gently billowing waves.
The hurricane has never known any
such guile, hiding passion.Her eyes
wide and ***** flashing lightening,
cloudy hair disheveled and flying
she comes heavily down on her passive lover.
rebounds to come back with more force
that'd tell how intense her passion runs,
churning water goes up in a swirl and
dance with her passion,how spectacular
is their union, sky and earth look on
with bated breath, this ebullient **********
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
Intoxicating,
Swirling...
But stop!
Feel the warmth
It's there.
It's here.
It's floating.
It's Love.
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 10:05 AM UTC
Brooding overhead,
swirling, storming;
other hearts warming by fires
as mine shivers with delight;
beginning to wash over me,
chilling me, relieving me.
Purified.
Oct 31, 2015
Oct 31, 2015 at 12:52 PM UTC
Hey! What's that under your house.
A hole, a swirl, perhaps a spiral below.
It sounds a lot like humming bee wings.
Like a colony singing in harmony.
It feels warm when you get close to it.
A warm place indeed.
But I see what you have done here.
A sinister plot you scheme.
The hums are they.
They are coming.
Coming for us in this Hot month of May.
But they are not coming!
For they have already arrived.
In our lungs in our hearts they make us all die.
This hole, this swirl, this spiral below.
Has been around since the beginning.
Taking all of our souls.
Its what makes it whole.
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
Chunks of brain litter the ground
Thoughts and dreams settle on the water like oil
Swirling and colliding in the night air
The sky breathes a great sigh
The land shivers cold
I stand where the sand meets the sea
A creature perched on my tongue
Side to side leaning preparing to soar out across the endless black above and below
I step into the inky waters, my legs disappearing beneath the surface
Wading out into calm waters that drop off to unknown depths
What swims below
Would they turn me away if I went sinking down
If I tried to become part of that dark world, untouched by human hands
Would I glow from the inside
If I sank down would my internal smouldering light the way
Would I be welcome with the squid and the murk
Would those quiet unmarred creatures sorround and keep me
Would the large eyes and many limbs understand the depths I must reach
Would they bring me down and help bury me in the silt at the bottom
Would they sweep the fine particles across me
Covering and comforting my restless skin
Would the dark and the stillness there bring the calm I crave
Would I be put to rest
Would I find peace
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 5:58 PM UTC
In motion
Always in motion
Life
S W R L S
Around me
And all I want
Is for it
To
S
T
O
P
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC