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Woman or Dragon? Some could claim one in the same. When a fire-breathing Being is met with the winds of a Goddess, And the flames of passion are fueled with raging love and fury. When the beat of the heart and the blood of the womb Ignites the rhythms of Dance and Flight and Life. When the soar in the Soul is as mighty as the roar of madness, And then the wings take control. When the skin and the scales become tough as nails Because walking through fire is all that's ever been known. When resilience is more than folklore, And grace rests upon weary shoulders. When the embers remain after the flame consumes And gentleness remains there too? Only then can one begin to understand the meaning of both- Dragon and Woman. ©KSS 6/2019
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Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 8:52 AM UTC
An Ode to Dragon Pose
The wonders of Springtime Whisk me away. The glisten of raindrops So freshly they lay. The chirping of birds, Sweet songs do they sing. With echoes of laughter They joyfully ring. A newness of life As sprouts start to bloom. A colorful sight! Ridding Winter's dark gloom. The magic of flowers Stretching up toward the sky. Green grass all around them, The aromas sublime. The buzzing of bees Hum happy and free. In fields of wildflowers, What a sight to be seen! The wonders of Springtime Fill me with bliss! Naught a happier sight To be seen than this! ©KSS 4/2015
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Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 6:06 PM UTC
The Wonders of Springtime
In the morning I rise With a sun lit sky. I turn my face to the east, Oh holy Compass. I take a moment to sit In still silence. As I listen within For sacred knowledge. This avenue of affirmations & prayer Love and gratitude Lead me there. I take my sweet time Learning the rhyme. This message Divinity sent Holy, holy, holy Am I, and We, all One. ©KSS 3/2018
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Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 9:35 AM UTC
The Compass
Women were made to roar. So don't tell us to calm down. We'll shake and howl, And then stand proud As we fix each other's crowns. Women were made to speak. So don't silence us when we scream. We'll stomp and rave, And then release The lioness within- Strong & Brave. Women were made to lead. So don't pretend we won't. We'll rise and march, And carry on fiercely, Every sister rooted in her strength. Women were made to bleed. So don't act like we are weak. We'll shed our skin, And be renewed, Ready to roar again. ©KSS 4/2020
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 10:34 AM UTC
Made to Roar
I reach to my heart When depth of despair draws near And the weight of the world Rests on my weary shoulders. I reach to my heart When the lack of compassion and apathy prevails Because tongues of men spit words That couldn't be further from the truth. I reach to my heart When the brave and wise tend to Other's needs alongside their own, Because their hearts are made of Pure Gold. I reach to my heart When the fear of the unknown Becomes too much to bear. When my mind won't stop chattering. I reach for my heart When it all feels like too much... But the Peace Lily bloomed Just to weep with us too, And suddenly all of our burdens became one. I reach for my heart When there is no hope in sight Yet- deep down I know I can feel The Healing Light. Because Love is all I've ever truly known. ©KSS 4/2020
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 8:49 AM UTC
When the Peace Lily Weeps
We're all a little mad In this world of spinning dreams. Where teardrops turn to waterfalls, And fate's determined by the sea. We're all a little crazy In this field of life and love. With winding roads and rabbit holes, And things you wouldn't dare speak of. We're all a bit insane Each dealt a different hand to play. Though we shuffle the deck of cards, The Queen of Hearts will still remain. We're all a bit bizarre In this place of mystery. For time ticks faster, faster still, A kaleidoscope like history. We're all a little weird Like Cheshire grinning ear to ear. But in this Wonderland of Life, Grand adventures find us here. ©KSS 8/2015
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 1:01 PM UTC
Wonderland of Life
Though you are both gone From this Earth; There's a gift you gave me At my birth. It fills a place In my heart. I felt it there From the start. You passed to me Your wisdom, kindness, honesty. And the passion For writing poetry. I cannot tell you Just what that means. The flutter of a Butterfly Will always be A beautiful sight And the symbol of your memory In my soul and in my mind. In my heart I will always feel you there, Because a Grandmother's Love Is the everlasting gift you shared. Thank you for your examples & legacy. Thank you for inspiring me. Thank you both for sharing your life Through written words and poetry. And thank you both for your Grandmother's Love you left with me. 🦋💜🦋 ©KSS 1/22/2021
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 2:40 PM UTC
A Grandmother's Love
Do not treat me like an object. I'm not a pleasure tool for your lust. I am a human, Warrior, Goddess, Woman, Witch. I do not care about your ****** So listen as these words hiss off my lips: I demand respect, and will accept nothing less. Do not whistle at my back. I am not here for your entertainment. I will not turn to give your ego attention. My patience has been spent. And lest you er forget- Without my kind you would not exist. Alone you were not sufficient, So God took out a rib. ©KSS 7/2018
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Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 8:42 AM UTC
The Cat Call
Caterpillar cocoon Swirling like a monsoon. Spinning delicate threads Wrong turn, they'll rip to shreds. Caterpillar cocoon Changes coming soon. Winding round and round Metamorphosis bound. Caterpillar cocoon Fragile like a balloon. Hoping it won't pop Before the change can stop. Caterpillar cocoon In the light of the moon. Praying change within Brings beauty in the end. Caterpillar cocoon Changes coming soon. Metamorphosis bound Look now, beauty's all around. ©KSS 8/2013
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 12:54 PM UTC
Caterpillar Cocoon
You talk about the tides And your love for the sea. As I listen in silence, My mind is wondering Are you ready to dive into The Ocean that secretly resides In the depths of my heartstrings? Because my love isn't shallow, It's a wave that runs deep. Yet, I delicately dance Around the shores of you Because I see that you Could be the Ocean too. And inside this current Of hope flowing is a Wonderful, beautiful, terrifying thing. So I'm waiting and watching to see Who will take the first plunge - Will it be you or will it be me? Or maybe this time Your wave of love inside Won't be afraid To crash into mine. Together, forming One massive riptide. ©KSS 9/2018
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Dec 13, 2024
Dec 13, 2024 at 11:01 PM UTC
Riptide
Smiles and flowers live in those moments Where love will last forever. Memories made of enchanting things Are held by us together. Beautiful thoughts like lakeside shores, Flood me everyday. Springtime is a thought that passes, But love resides always. Only happiness exists these days When thinking back to sweet times. Like lyrics in a melody, It sounds quite like paradise. Honey suckles fill the air In that field of love. Clouds start to gather While rain pours down On us from up above. Laughter is all the remains now When thinking of the past. The only thing that resides there now, Is a love that will forever last. ©KSS 2012
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Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 11:24 AM UTC
Residing There is Love
Mother Earth No sacrifice She makes Is small At the hands of many Who do not honor Her at all. And yet each Spring New life is born Flowers bloom And the animals play Hope made new From Winter's gloom. But the hands of men Need to understand Her resilience Will not last. And that all humans Have a responsibility To preserve Her brilliance- Steadfast. Mother Earth Her weight on our shoulders now Yet She continues to give. From Her roots & soils; harvest is plenty Into our bellies So that all may live. May we set aside Our pride and ego And all our selfish industrial waste Get back to nature; honoring Her lands Great care we need to take Of Mother Earth for all our days. ©KSS 2/18/2021
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Feb 18, 2021
Feb 18, 2021 at 10:21 AM UTC
Mother Earth
Whimsical as it may seem I still find myself Getting lost in a daydream. I look up, and look around. Beauty surrounds. Life gets hard sometimes, That will always be true. But I have found Joy in the mundane. I've learned how to breathe Through the pain and anxieties. To live mindfully. What does it mean to Daydream now? To find peace in Doing nothing— Except watching the Clouds. ©KSS 8/2020
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Aug 21, 2020
Aug 21, 2020 at 8:36 PM UTC
Clouds
Angels all around Whispering sweetly to me. Through the branches and the breeze, Through this Magnolia Tree. I stand and look up in awe, The beauty and strength so serene. My Angels still whispering, With every bird and every bee. The message so discreet, To any human eye. But loud and clear it's ringing, Aligned in heartbeat with mine. Subtle, yet so unknown. Loud, but whispering gently: Surrender. Surrender. Surrender. Completely. ©KSS 3/2018
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 10:41 AM UTC
Magnolia Tree
Like the Autumn breeze We must learn to breathe- softly, slowly, chill, serene. For in our breath, chattering mind will cease. inhale, exhale, feel at peace. Like the Autumn leaves We must learn to fall- Mother Earth embraces all. For in our fall, inner strength is built ensuring always that we won't wilt. Like the Autumn sun We must learn to shine- brightly, golden, so divine. For in our shine, lighting up the world and those around to feel impearled. Like the Autumn moon We must learn to change- Cycles never stay the same. For in our change, new growth is found. within our hearts, may we astound. Like the Autumn song We must learn to sing- Stillness into everything. For in our song, sweet melodies. transformation; such a precious thing. ©KSS 9/2018
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Aug 21, 2020
Aug 21, 2020 at 8:23 PM UTC
Like the Autumn
As I sit across from you, lost in conversation and coffee I get an unexpected feeling. But oh, how my soul knew. In the middle of spring, and without any warning Sunlight rushes through. But outside it was raining. I was pleasantly confused. So days and weeks I float through. And on an ordinary Wednesday, Lost again in conversation and coffee. I realized... the Sunlight I feel is you. ©KSS 4/2018
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Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 9:30 AM UTC
Conversation & Coffee
No longer will I apologize For the ragged edges of my Soul. For I am Wind. Fire. Earth. Water. Ether. Elements which within I won't control. Ravenous and beating wild, Always enough; My strong, yet tender heart. For all these things To be known as both Moon and Sun - For being Me - I'm sorry aren't words I'll whisper anymore. ©KSS 12/2017
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Dec 13, 2024
Dec 13, 2024 at 10:31 PM UTC
Ragged Edges
Hope. A word that floats in the back of my mind As emotions ebb and flow. Hope. When everything feels so unknown; When seasons come and go. Hope. A feeling in my belly, Like the flutter of a butterfly. Hope. The promise for a new tomorrow. The steadfast love between you and I. Hope. When there's nothing left to do, But surrender. Hope. The piece of puzzle in life that will help us Make it through this time together. Hope. More than just a word or flutter; The only thing I can cling to now. Hope. A gentle and sweet reminder, We'll make it through somehow. Hope. For today and for tomorrow, And just for right now. Hope. ©KSS 4/2020
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Aug 21, 2020
Aug 21, 2020 at 11:46 PM UTC
Hope
When I was young I sat beneath A Willow Tree, Who with the wind Carried this message To me: She said, "Little child, Filled with light And with love, Many fears in your life, You'll have to overcome." With big hazel eyes, I looked up and asked, "Which rode do I take? The short or the fast?" She smiled at me then, And with only a laugh Said, "Your heart will know Which path to take For on it you see- You will grow." In the warm breeze My blonde hair blew. Confused and scared, I started to flee on a long road For which I wasn't prepared. Before I could leave The old Willow Tree Said, "Wait! Just one more advice: Never let go of your dreams! Even through pain, fear, and strife." So here now I stand, With all that I am; Believing and dreaming in life. Courageous and strong I still carry on through Pain, fears, and strife! ©KSS 7/2013
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 12:42 PM UTC
A Willow Tree
Sadness and rage Boil under my skin A fear, a desperation Festering within. We will not go back. How can we? How did we even get here again In the first place? I'm so angry, And scared and nervous For my own body For many loved ones lives. That orange ******* man. The weak minds of his following So much hate within him. So much evil lurking. I can't sleep sometimes When the stirring gets too vast It sits deep down, down, down Inside my belly. Get your bans of my body. Anxiety rings in my mind. And I won't pretend to even begin to understand How others feel because I get that my skin is white. Too much to hold internally My body begins to shake My head begins to pound. My blood begins to boil. I feel like lighting **** on fire. Deep breathing doesn't help. I feel like screaming. I've got to let this out. Just then I start to hear a whisper A reminder traveling on the Rustling leaves. T R A N S M U T E this energy. Move into a place of love. Let the tears flow. Let the brush stroke. Let the earth heal. Let the rage guide. Let the anger speak. Let the fear release. Let the words out. Let the drum beat. Let the feet stomp. Let the hips dance. Let the hands give. Let the heart hold. Let the love grow. Let it rise up. From the depths of your altruistic soul. We are not going back. We will vote to win. We will not back down. We will stand our ground. We will walk with strength. We will be hand in hand. We will cross that bridge. We will see love resound. We will lift one another up. We will not let fear win. We will not let hate live. We will prevail again, and again, and again. ©KSS 9/29/2024
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Dec 18, 2024
Dec 18, 2024 at 8:14 PM UTC
Transmute
Sadness and rage Boil under my skin A fear, a desperation Festering within. We will not go back. How can we? How did we even get here again In the first place? I'm so angry, And scared and nervous For my own body For many loved ones lives. That orange ******* man. The weak minds of his following So much hate within him. So much evil lurking. I can't sleep sometimes When the stirring gets too vast It sits deep down, down, down Inside my belly. Get your bans of my body. Anxiety rings in my mind. And I won't pretend to even begin to understand How others feel because I get that my skin is white. Too much to hold internally My body begins to shake My head begins to pound. My blood begins to boil. I feel like lighting **** on fire. Deep breathing doesn't help. I feel like screaming. I've got to let this out. Just then I start to hear a whisper A reminder traveling on the Rustling leaves. T R A N S M U T E this energy. Move into a place of love. Let the tears flow. Let the brush stroke. Let the earth heal. Let the rage guide. Let the anger speak. Let the fear release. Let the words out. Let the drum beat. Let the feet stomp. Let the hips dance. Let the hands give. Let the heart hold. Let the love grow. Let it rise up. From the depths of your altruistic soul. We are not going back. We will vote to win. We will not back down. We will stand our ground. We will walk with strength. We will be hand in hand. We will cross that bridge. We will see love resound. We will lift one another up. We will not let fear win. We will not let hate live. We will prevail again, and again, and again. ©KSS 9/29/2024
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Listen to the baton’s tone, sweet and trembling, altogether they play, a minor jam unfolds. Brass fingers compose as time trembles, rattling  in the air. Acoustic Palmeras Poetry, By. KSS
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Oct 1, 2024
Oct 1, 2024 at 8:10 PM UTC
Tap In
Dive in. To the place of the unknown To the spaces within That, for far too long, Have been left alone. Breathe deep. And give yourself permission To move down, down, down. Down, to the lost, forgotten Child within, screaming for remission. Set free. The emotions of abandon and resentment; Casting out and calling forth your ShadowSelf. The atramentous Friend within, For reconciliation. Befriend. This so called place of "Darkness" It is within to make you whole. Explore this space of deep emotion, Waiting for it's story to be told. Scream out! Shed tears, do all that needs be done. Feel the oppression, anger, heartache, despair. Feel it until the place within- The atramentous Friend, is no longer caged there. Come forth Now, with sweet release; ragged, yet- Reborn, Renewed, Set free, Complete. Move back into the Luminescent space; The fear of ShadowSelf now obsolete. Through Love And honoring the Self as whole; The atramentous Friend balances The Luminescence within. For through all things: As Above, So Below. ©KSS 7/2018
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 12:16 AM UTC
The Atramentous Friend
I came to the creek to talk to God, But I'm not sure God is listening. I used to see the world through rose-colored glasses, But now my heart just aches. I let my tears flow down my cheeks Like the leaves flowing down the stream. I release my anger and anguish to the wind And as I look up and to my left, there a blue heron stands. Deep breath in. I watch a chipmunk scurry behind the blue heron I watch the blue heron watch the chipmunk. My dog sitting next to me is full of curiosity. Grief and despair, sadness and rage And all I can do is sit on this rock Listening to the flowing waters song And write some **** poetry. I feel sick in the depths of my stomach For my nation, for my neighbors For so many loved ones. For my own body and the choices I may no longer be able to make. The warm sun beating down Reminds me that it's too warm for November Our Earth is crying out And so are we. I'm not sure what hope feels like in this moment. I will give my body and mind time and space to grieve. Grief turned into forward motion Transmutes into Love. I came to the creek to talk to God. But I'm not sure God is listening. So instead of talking, I will sit in silence To watch the blue heron, to feel the breeze, and weep. ©KSS 11/6/2024
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Dec 18, 2024
Dec 18, 2024 at 7:58 PM UTC
I Came to the Creek
I don't want to wear Resilience as a badge anymore And honestly I wonder when Resilience because such a compliment. Like, why do I have to Barely thrive to survive or feel praised? And when did society start To see hardship as a metric of accolade? I don't need another thing To solidify my strength I just want to live in peace. To be. To breathe. I'm so tired of being tough When is resilience resilient enough? I don't want to wear this crown. I just want to go lay down. ©KSS 6/2024
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Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 9:04 PM UTC
Resilience
Inspiration. Motivation. In times of fear and doubt. Determination. Aspiration. Are things life is about. Ambition. Direction. To guide us on our way. Indication. Explanation. Reminding us everyday. Compassion. Consideration. Are what we need to show. Affection. Admiration. So the world can see and know. Pacification. Imperturbation. For us as a whole. Exhilaration. And Elation. Lifelong for our Soul. ©KSS 12/2012
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Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 9:49 AM UTC
[Tions, Sions] of Life