Emerging Poems - Poems about Emerging

emerging

emerging
from a bramble of leaves
blackberry promises

May Emerging

Earth worms form drum circles
rising through new-rinsed mud,
to nurse the soil.

Emerging From The Woods Onto A High Prominence

The trees crowd in along the broken trail,
sunlight tries to push through, but mostly fails,
straight trunks spread out and obscure distant gaze,
there’s eyes out there, watching, afraid they’re prey.
Ahead a break grows larger with each step,
cerulean against the forest depth,
the summit rock cresting half of the peak,
this vantage sought by many weary feet.
Red squirrels chitter

As the flowers are reborn in the embrace of emerging spring

As the flowers are reborn in the embrace of emerging spring,
Who am I to wither at dawn, when I see the morning blackbirds gathering,
Blessing me with songs they sing in crystalline voices.
Once, their melancholic song melts with each drop of rain,
Under blue and clear skies, they banish winter’s pain with hopeful trills.
I watch them gather

FRAGMENTS

WHAT'S  COMFORT?
The way you hold me when the world suppress
the warm  touch when the anxiety triggers
pulling me out of the darkness of hollowness
telling me to seek comfort from you.
Being the sun of my dark sky
when I can't find the  ray of hope.

The way you clean the food bites around my mouth
while I

Inferiority Complex As a Kid, Adolescent and Emerging Adult

Inferiority complex as a kid, adolescent and emerging adult

Yours truly (an amazingly,
gracefully, and markedly modest
passively aging baby boomer -
formerly introverted long haired
pencil necked geek),
prattling wordsmith doth behold
nostalgic memories regarding father
(Boyce Brandon Harris)
long ago lapsed decades

during papa's prime time
many years past when complacence
existed about joie de vivre,
and considerations about mortality irrelevant,
where soothsayers promised
our family staying alive

Emerging From Gray

A biting wind with broken teeth,
has left its blackened stumps
hanging from the limbs
of disrobed trees

A washed-out daylight
seeps gray.
The streets were bareboned,
greenery lusterless and scant.

Too sudden it seems, too
stark the change from
picturesque autumn and this
threadbare canvas.

A walk in the park confirmed,
my eyesight, my picturing
has changed,
today vision reflects a mind
drained of the light of elation.

Time to shake

Emerging Path, Hope and Its Bountiful Harvest

Emerging Path, Hope And Its Bountiful Harvest 

From distant hills, seen the veiled valley below
Rolling landscape, covered in star sprinkled snow
Glowing under ravishing rays of midnight moon
Her heart all a flutter, love's spell that month of June
When she thought, would its most cherished touch arrive
Seeding again, her soul, her dreams, her being alive
Heaven above, with

Inferiority Complex As a Kid, Adolescent and Emerging Adult Part One

Yours truly (an amazingly,
gracefully, and markedly modest
passively aging baby boomer -
formerly introverted long haired
pencil necked geek),
prattling wordsmith doth behold
nostalgic memories regarding father
(Boyce Brandon Harris)
long ago lapsed decades

during papa's prime time
many years past when complacence
existed about joie de vivre,
and considerations about mortality irrelevant,
where soothsayers promised
our family staying alive for eternity
few and far between instances found me
acting,

Inferiority Complex As a Kid, Adolescent and Emerging Adult Part Two

timid, meek, and demure (effeminate) me,
essentially ruled the roost
regarding Harris household
sole son characterized vis a vis
presented passive resistant
outward nonestablishmentarian mold
worst case scenario
would witness Matthew Scott Harris
spending longevity old and feeble minded
at 324 Level Road

outliving parents, pets
(comprising inordinate
number of dust bunnies) and siblings
(an older and younger sister),
the latter whose globetrotting exploits I envied,
nevertheless outlived anyone polled
even

Fall Emerging

summer slowly fades
leaves begin to curl and crisp
fall begins to set

Experiencing Emerging Adulthood Stage While Inching Toward Being An Old Geezer

Me, an aging baby boomer
long haired pencil necked geek
burning, depleting, using... fossil fuels,
thus a global nonrenewable resource(s)
repentant consumer
admitting heavily trod carbon footprint
additionally deeply enmired
within very late adolescence,

hence I shriek
with utter dismay
starkly aware personal hygiene
suffers direct hit
grungy kamikaze pilot
courtesy this groomer
cause I shower once
every fifty second week.

All joking aside,
I recognized (after therapy session
on November twenty third
with

Melanin Intuition

A fertile submission 
in a dark nest and 
yet it is believed that beings
must be next to each other to touch.

In my hive, he prayed for my nectar.
With a steady hum buzzing through the forest.
I stuck out my tongue, angry that the poems
I imagined on his neck could never be written.

The trees talked,
Screamed when he

True Colours

I wrote this 2019 in the studio. I wrote this feeling the sense awareness that people around me were always attached to something and this is how the words came out. I really do hope in the future I will have these recorded into a project that connects with you.

____________________________

I remember once
walked into a room
Have

Hope Emerging From the Rubble

Devastation turned to joy
when searchers heard a muffled sound
and found a tiny, frightened boy
beneath the rubble on the ground.

He lay, unhurt, surrounded by
the storm's debris and clinging to
a blanket. He began to cry,
as did the entire rescue crew.

Still holding to that blanket, he
was lifted from the ruins while
nearby his grieving family,
though lying injured, soon would

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