Oh,what a mountain
It's structure distinguishes it's history
Muttering of the wind
Oh,what a mountain
It's uniqueness Modifies it's existence
Whispering of the sea
Is this an embarkment of history?
It should be told as it is
As it should be admired the way it is
Magnificent as it sits on top of the land
It should not be compared to any
As it should not be ignored of it's importance
Breathtaking as it is been viewed
Is this a modification of history?
Oh,what a mountain
It's shape labels the land
Muttering of the forest
Oh,what a mountain
It's history emphasize its existence
Whispering of the ocean
Is this the true essence of history?
Categories:
embarkment, adventure, africa, creation, history,
Form: Free verse
It's functionality,is to cover the boobs
Emphasizing the beauty of being an African woman
It is pride that shows its uniqueness
Unveiling it's necessity of manhood
Dance your heart out
It's not the pace that shows its form
Actually it is the components in the body
See how flexible it is
It's not the speed it possesses
Actually it is the strength it accumulates
See how incredible it is
It's not the endurance it has
Actually it is It's mind set
See how versatile it is
The writer never stops writing
It's durability,is to adapt to unforeseen circumstances
Emphasizing the reason of being born
It's importance,is an embarkment of endless dreams
Unveiling It's necessity of becoming what you meant to become
Now,live your life.
Categories:
embarkment, adventure, africa, appreciation, celebration,
Form: Free verse
Never ending bombardment
Started an hour prior
To our surprise embarkment
Our lines a bright pyre
The order went and came
Over the top we go
To win the Fuhrer’s fame
Pain we would know
We met them immediately
Tank to tank, hand to hand
We fought them obediently
Fighting for the Fatherland
Outnumbered 3 to 1
Our lead tank hit
I got out grabbed my gun
Then our tank spit
Petrol pouring
Covering my ears
The explosion roaring
Counting my years
Into the grass
Our tank burning
My feet did a chasse
My heart yearning
The Russians are devils, and coming
My friends with pace, leaving
“He can’t be saved” they’re saying
I look down my body… grieving
Categories:
embarkment, anxiety, betrayal, death, patriotic,
Form: Ballad
Embarkment on a journey
Bravery a source that must be sustained
Quest's that must be completed
To obtain the weapon
“the Weapon”
of ones utter demise
I never ventured out far from Home
but when I did
it was my journey
My adventure
I always obtained the sword
By completing the quest's
But I never completed
My life's quest
Categories:
embarkment, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
My heart is bruised,
Words unspoken
Thoughts restrained, confused
Under lock and key, unopened
I pry with eager eyes
Running through corridors
With a flashlight soon to die
Vacant, bolted doors
Hallways of shredded dreams
Racing within secluded depths
With no sense of direction
Chasing opaque thoughts
That which lays within a layer of dust
Racing a million miles a second
Of hopes veneered in rust,
And suddenly, All is dark
I don't know who I am
Im lost within
A lonely embarkment of vacancies,
Forever in eternity
Categories:
embarkment, allegory, angst, confusion, depression,
Form: Rhyme
A stranger on a distant shore
Sailing, a tall tower along the
trembles, of an open sea
I look and see with vision and
wonder, where my destiny partakes
A traveler of a vessel, in the distance
glory
I jump, I leap, breathing in the salty
air
Wind flowing gently along my face
Embraced with laughter, we gather
to dance and sing
The night chilled air brings a sense
of melancholy
An echantment of sorts disturbes
the embarkment, of my sense of
security
A stillness falls into my heart,as it
starts to beat faster
An essence of sadness emanates
withen my soul
I look up at the nights sky seeing
spirit take flight
I look to others
We breathe together
We embrace each other as we cry
We all fly to the heavens golden
glory
Under the darkened sea
Taryn Thompson email
tarynthompson1977@gmail.com
Categories:
embarkment, faith,
Form: Free verse