"lullabye" poems
The lone eagle makes its
solo journey over the vast horizon
I can see my flag in
the setting sun
as the lemon halo of fire
becomes a vivid pomegranate red,
the turquoise sky darkening
into a sea of navy blue
and wispy, white clouds
are hovering over us like
spirits in the universe
Lady Liberty,
overlooking the evening
of the New York Harbor,
displays her lit up torch like a
cosmic nightlight
She forever sheds light over
weary Americans
to remind us to
still dream the American dream
but that vision often seems
so out of our common reach
Uncle Sam has put on his nightcap,
a tuckered, old man is he
The crickets are chirping,
singing to me their strange lullabye
as I think I'll call it a night
Goodnight, America, Goodnight
Nov 14, 2010
Nov 14, 2010 at 10:33 AM UTC
Baby Bird, Baby Bird
It's Time To Leave The Nest
Baby Bird Baby Bird
You Really Need Your Rest
Little Bird Little Bird
It's Time To Spread Your Wings
Little Bird Little Bird
You Won't Know Times Passing
Ancient Bird Ancient Bird
It's Time To Say Good Bye
Ancient Bird Ancient Bird
Let's Sing This Lullabye
Aug 5, 2013
Aug 5, 2013 at 10:20 PM UTC
These words are a sock, soft and warm from the dryer
butterknife
palpable
lullabye
maroon
These words are bits of glass, attacking my ears:
Yaw
Ketch
Blurt
Epizeuxis
Jactation and
Mauve
These words are brass-knuckled fists to the face
Mogadishu
Rwanda
Desert One
My Lai
And
Nine One One
These words are a sneaky cat, slithering here and there
Mystery
Secretive
Lurking
Sly
Shadowy
These words are unknown to everyone but me. Private words for private thoughts.
Uiyak
Jackassdom
Nothingofanyvalue
Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 4:26 PM UTC
i'd like to live in my mind
of fantasy lands
and overgrown worlds
bustling and shaking with life
in all forms
of giant snakes that zoom through the air
of witches and wizards in constant war
of golden knights and fair-headed dames
princesses wielding swords off to battle
and magic coursing through my veins
my blood is liquid dreams
and my heart beats to the melody of a lullabye
oh how i wish to live in my head
untouched by the grime of time
unburdened by the weight of my reality
unbroken
unburied.
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 7:18 AM UTC
They lie warm together
In the afterglow of torrid love
Her head on his chest, he says
"Sing me to sleep, my love"
So she hums and croons
A tune he does not recognize
With soothing sounding words
In a language he does not recognize
"I love you," he murmurs as his eyes close
"I know," she says smiling
And so, as he sleeps
She lies open-eyed
Imagining a future he will not recognize
By Phil Roberts
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 2:59 PM UTC
When I was younger, I saw life
As white houses in neat rows
I loved the chrome, the steel, the metal dreams
The feel of sand and dirt and seams
There was only the meadow, the machine, and me
Now everydays an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
I’m trying my best to be just like them-
A sad sirens song with red lipstick on
A ******* kicker, with a heroine heart
They say I’m dangerous because I don’t know what I want
They say I f@cked my way to the top.
Well we all mourn atop skyscrapers
As they clamor for judgment day
But I’m not afraid of dying
When the words of prophets are written on the subway walls
And the good crawl down to tenement halls
They sing for fame, liquor, love, scream give it to me
Because I thought I was sitting pretty on the throne of metal steel and chrome
Fools, I say, you do not know
That all I want now is to be left alone
So I sit up at night talking to the moon
Becoming so lost its like I never existed in the first place
Listening to the fabulous clockwork of heart and lungs
Listening to all heart’s dints and machinations
Made of metal and tears and chrome
I was lovely once, marred forever by a pair of (heart shaped glasses)
The foulmouthed flower of bohemia
Moonshine, take me to the stars tonight
While I’m not afraid to live fast and die young
Among the whispering , the champagne and stars
Angry yet, half in love
With death in the cooling twilight
Singing an arsonists lullabye with the workers in songs
For I stumbled into trouble, got my makeup on
A red lipstick sirens sad song
Of metal, steel, and chrome
Its real hard to be free when you are bought and sold
And only money makes you smile
They tell me I did it but we blew it
They say I’m too young to worry ‘bout burning out
So come on, let me bite the bullet now
I’m stuck in the landscape, the loveclub
I'll save you a seat next to me down below
This heights messing with my head
The ground calling to me
Like something out a dream
I’m scared to jump but terrified to stay
And this way I’ll never, feel no pain.
my boy builds coffins, don't ya know
of metal, steel, tears, and chrome
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
Please know, darling
that as you
slip
into your soul's abyss
my light will fill up
your darkness
like a spirit's starlit kiss
for the depth
of the black
and the distance
mean nothing
when it comes to
love
only our inner stars
determine what
is inside and above
So as in this chant,
this prayer
this hymn
of my essence
I cast forth the forces
that will make
known
my presence
for my inner soul's nectar
is sweet water
in a state of
ever-flowing
sometimes even tripping
into the lip
of your vessel
without you
even knowing
I am here in all ways
except a single one
that to look in your eyes
is a dream rough-spun
for aye, that physical
has its limits,
nonetheless
but still, from here
right into your being
I press
my heart beating
strong
my mind's whispers
wild
as my fingers
stroke the hair
of your inner child
so come rest your head,
right here,
on my chest
Feel the tiny
quakes
that take place
as we let ourselves rest
from the world outside
from the demons within
melting the lines
of despair,
now rice-paper thin
And our intense need
to love
and be loved
is the true healing balm
and now our
spirits rise up
in the night's
lip-brushed
psalm
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 5:36 PM UTC
Goodbye, my love.
As I pick up the gun.
Goodbye, my love.
As I begin to cry.
Goodbye, my love.
I write the note.
Goodbye, my love.
"It's not your fault..."
Goodbye, my love.
One last tear.
Goodbye, my life.
BANG
And I pull the trigger.
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 9:43 PM UTC
Let my words crystalize before your eyes as you memorize these lines.
Visualize my voice clearly as it recites.
Repeating in your mind.
Realize i am with you, by your side as you watch this Sunrise.
Angel, be kind, grow wise.
Always see the smile behind the fright,
The kiss behind the bite,
And the light beyond the night,
May you clearly see trust behind the lies, And truth between the lines.
Ignite a candle and let its light become your guide .
Let the glow brighten your path as the fog clears from your sight.
If it hurts, let my memory dry your tears and my strength become your might.
Darling, never be afraid, let your dreams take flight.
Release your hopes, your disires into the sky.
Your wings will carry you as you fly.
So sing this lullabye softly, as you close your angel eyes.
- Brandon K. Stephenson
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
how faint his final cry
how frail his last goodbye
plays on low as he drifts away
'song of the sandman lullabye'
he wraps himself in memories
he finds a dream and falls
the music on a constant loop
makes its way down hollow halls
morning light finds no breath
the pen's ink soon to dry
his final words
his quiet death
'song of the sandman lullabye'
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 5:41 PM UTC
she was a desperado's tale waiting to be told
she had it nailed down to the cold hand drop dead eye
she swaggers into the song
with a loud preamble that she will brook no delay
in the proceedings
the fat man just laughed and broke into another barrel
wine soaking his paris hewn three piece suit
with jewels encrusted by the professional eye
her drunken violin sweeps you along the winding road
of the heroes return
sends you crashing through the pearly gate
and walks you through the dancing beggars
their rags a fine linen
their riches a feast of a frenchmans table
and the sweetest and darkest of wines
her drunkards song weaves in and out of your conscience
with her theft of jewels too many to count
with her rescue of babes defenceless in the wood
she makes her rough love a lullabye
she makes her hard bent hand a soft caress
she is a feast to the starving mans eye
by the final hours of night
the fat man was laughing his way through
the very last barrel of wine
his soaked suit no longer such fine thread
his poorman eye no long longer filled with such easy mirth
he knows she will come collect her due
at the end of her song
the henchmen of karma are approaching with the
steady thud of steel shod boot on the cobblestone
and the fat mans laugh slowly dies in a puddle of
regrets and well wishers sorrows
her song was over and it was time to pay the piper
he tries to run
but as we all know
you cant outrun yourself
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 6:35 PM UTC
(on candystriped legs) -the Sandman comes,
catch you while you're sleeping,bring you dreams of redrum
hum softly in your ear-fear, tears - sleep apnia,
lucidly,produce a vista that lingers long after ya,
wake,but wait which is the dream realm?
Once I get you on my list in time you're surely overwhelmed
*By a state of Schizophrenia,daydream mania,
add a victim to the list of convoluted insomnia,
(searching out fear in the gathering gloom)
a potent presence appears to bring the prescience of doom*
**The room shivers like Inception,but you've still no conception,
of the depth of the Abyss that blows softly with deceptions,
no exception to preception of the photo-reception,
mis - perception,misdirection,just a section of my weapons,
(be still,be calm,be quiet now,my precious toy),
The Sandman's here to rock you with a lullabye**
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 3:44 AM UTC
I watched
As a leaf
Flew skyward
Instead of downward
Blurring the edges of the forest
A visual rest
A flight
More serious than Icarus
Like a baby rocking in a cradle
But bound sky high
With breezy silent lullabye
A flight of a leaf
Enlightened a brief belief
A poet's peace
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 7:28 PM UTC
This is it
The end
Single serve Apocalypse
I'm staring into the center of a future
One I can never have
My wants and dreams become alight
All that I cherish
Ash
The bite hits
Infection erupts
Tearing me down like an atom bomb
Obliterating all that I hope to be
As the light of the blowback fades
All goes dark
Blacker than the grave I may crawl from
Empty
But there's you
My light
The only thing keeping me afloat
At least until I have to fall
These final moments can be one of sorrow
Or a happiness I know will shatter
I stare into your eyes and words fail
Cowardice
So I lie
Con you
Pull you into my arms and simply pray
That you don't smell the blood
Because I know despair is coming
Marked special for you
You will share my darkness, so I'll share your
Light
A few hours
That's it
My time is quickly eroding
My mind is slowly decaying
My body will be playing catch-up
Your love soothes me, bittersweet lullabye
So I go with my friendly executioner who saves my soul
Bang
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 9:52 AM UTC
Chasing rainbows on a sunny French afternoon
Gritty sand dried between my toes.
Spoke over lunch of salad and bread.
Harsh reflections in my head;
Memories of times gone by,
Regrets brush past me like a lullabye.
Soothing me away from life
Drawing me into their own sweet strife.
Lest i make my stand Ill fall,
Swirl like so many into that dark pool.
Decend and spend my whole sweet life
Choked by thoughts which cut like a knife.
Did I do right or did i do wrong?
Who will say when all is done?
But did I live I will ask myself
at the end when all is to dust.
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 10:01 AM UTC
Beyond the bleeding horizon lies a yellow star,
much like the glow above one's head when three eyes open.
Within that star is an open space
where dew-dropped webs twinkle
like fractals of crystal quartz.
Streams of thought glide down silken strands of consciousness.
The yellow star sings to me;
"Seek further than you're told,
patience radiates like gold.
Your eyes have known
this sacred home
for many moons,
that laughing lune.
The wind may tell
'you know us well'
And we know you, little blue"
Perhaps a song for familiar souls, that have journeyed through a multitude of existences.
With my eyelids kissed by that yellow star's lullaby,
I hazily gaze beyond the sleepy hills, willow trees, and melting clouds
to see the eyes of my own soul smile crisp
like a poison apple in my hand,
cradled cautiously in the crevices of my palm.
The star contently fell behind the mountains,
humming to the melody of the rolling breeze,
fading into the twilight
only to become an echo in my mind.
I gave my soul to the sun that day
only to roam the black of night as an empty void
and see my true self once more
at the break of day.
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 12:54 AM UTC
I tiptoed softly as a mouse
into the room where we would lie.
Aglow, the candles lit the house;
their sizzling sighs a lullabye.
The shadows waltzed a mourning song,
in grieving pain you moaned along.
The daunting ache I feel inside,
as painful as a lost goodbye.
I kissed your head but cringed and cried,
so haunted by your sleeping sigh.
Transparent hands caress your skin,
convulsing with regret for sin.
My longing echoes through the halls,
like wailing whispers of the wind.
Your crying paints the weathered walls,
my hollowed body, all but skinned.
Confined by mine own selfish choice,
I wish I'd listened to your voice.
From where I stand and there you sleep,
I cannot cross to hold you close.
You beckon to me as I weep,
restrained by grief; a heavy dose.
But darling, when you heard the knell
you were the heaven in my hell.
copywrite Shanna Howse and Emily Krol, 2012
May 4, 2012
May 4, 2012 at 12:41 PM UTC
Would that I could dream
I could picture
nothing
quite as beautiful than you
no flower
with thy bloom
nor scent
it's caress against my hand
would seem so rough
compared
with thine one sweet hand
no bird song
nor babbling brook
could seemingly replace
the gentleness of your laughter
for tis the very essence
of my every
waking thought
like a sensual lullabye
no tree swaying in the breeze
could dare to match thy matchless grace
for your every movement
like the shimmering heat of the summer sun
playing light upon the watchers eyes
if I could but dream I should never dream
such beauty such as you
Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 10:31 PM UTC
If I ever see you again
It can never be to soon,
You must find me here
Beneath the ivory moon
Where my love lies every year.
It's just how much it hurt
When you said goodbye,
Seeking an answer above
I'll wish a rainbow in the sky,
Just sing me a lullabye tonight,
Sparkling stars shall offer you light,
For this one last night, for life,
And in the grassy meadows
Will you come and seek me out?
When stormy weather clears,
Shall there be soft white clouds?
In the end all you will find
Is a golden flower with your name,
In my youth I was blind of fears,
But now I'm calling as in vain,
Be it one day? A thousand years?
I just can't handle all of this pain,
I will be here for my whole lifetime
Until I'm in your arms some day.
It's better to have lost my sight
Than to miss loving you for life,
I dream of your love every night,
Love forever,
Even for 1,000 years in a day.
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 12:25 AM UTC
My head is a blank page,
but it's filling up with notes
all the things I can't help thinking
sing out from my soul
nimble fingers moving
playing out their song
so be my instrument
and make music with me
sing ourselves a sweet lullabye
Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 5:32 AM UTC
When you said good bye, and threw me in the dirt
I never knew that how much it could hurt
My mama was glad that you said goodbye
She didn't even care that I fell down and cried
And my daddy was glad it had end
He didn't care that I lost my only friend
I had no comfort, no love
Just tears and sorrow
Oh I know that sun won't come up tomorrow
I should of never dated a guy so rough
That's what my parents told me when they had enough
Yes I'm alone for my first broken heart
You didn't care that you tore me apart
And my daddy was glad
He wasn't even mad
He just laughed and told me so
That I should of never fell into your bad boy river flow
And my mama smiled and waved goodbye
She wasn't there to sing me my lullabye
Oh Lullabyee
Sing me my lullabye
Sing me my lullabye
And the next day when I went to school
I never felt as big as a fool
And my friends didn't care what to say
They didn't like you anyway
They all turn their backs
They didn't care of the friendship they lacked
Nobody cares that I'm all alone
Nobody cares that I don't want to go home
They said I should of seen your bad smile glow
Yes I'm alone for my first broken heart
Nobody cares how you tore me apart
And my friends were
And they weren't even mad
They just smiled and teased no harm
But I shouldn't of never fell for your bad boy charm
And my mama smiled when you said good bye
She wasn't there to sing me my lullabye
Ohh sing me my lullabye
Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 1:54 PM UTC
Say what you want
Do you what you feel
temptation is the motivation
and the motive is tempting
It starts with the thought
and you think it's harmless
that it just goes away
never to come back, but you're wrong.
It lingers,
skips around in circles inside your head
it toys with you, taunting you
to act upon it, it dares you.
Resist, you try
Fight, you may
Tame it, you can attempt it
but failure is imminent
It's the sweetest lullabye
the catchiest hook
the sexiest opposite ***
the most tempting fruit
It's automatic to want something forbidden
However, do i indulge it ?
Do I dive in?
yes, no, maybe. possibilities swirl around. the cycle is thoughtless. unforgiving.
It's the question that makes us think
the temptation that drives us to the brink
the possibilities that make us walk to the edge
and the conclusion that either makes us turn away or dive in.
Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 9:28 PM UTC
Puppy love was not the gas that engines
It's not the years that count
Not the maturity of the love birds
Neither the values of who moves the rudder.
The passion for love I resist
The willingness to submit
I have declined and neglected
Past relationships, past has gone.
I found the love that's genuine
Not when I opened up my heart
It doesn't beat with the usual hum
Neither doesn not resonate
With the drunken and fake world's lullabye.
What then is love?
For me, it's unfailing
For the cross has taught me so.
I then love
Because He first loved me
It was a love full of compassion
With forgiveness of what I've done wrong.
It was a love that's eternal
To where I find peace alone
To where I felt secured.
I long for it for years..
I thought I would miss the opporunity to love
And to be loved back.
Indeed, it was Him
Who showed me the way out --
Out of anger
Of jealousy and of other filthy feelings.
Show me then my ways, O Lord
Break my heart to what breaks Yours
Let Your love in me overflows
That I may love others too
Just the way You loved me...
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 7:41 AM UTC
They lie warm together
In the afterglow of torrid love
Her head on his chest, he says
"Sing me to sleep, my love"
So she hums and croons
A tune he does not recognize
With soothing sounding words
In a language he does not recognize
"I love you," he murmurs as his eyes close
"I know," she says smiling
And so, as he sleeps
She lies open-eyed
Imagining a future he will not recognize
By Phil Roberts
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 7:12 AM UTC