Long Repainted Poems

"N/A in Open Poetry 8"
“Nothing gold can stay” Title of short poem by Robert Frost

Once upon a time
       I was a stream that trickled along carefree,
   ...

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Decorating
 
“But what is real? If you mean those impulses and signals sent by your senses 
and which are then interpreted by your brain. Then the real can be anything 
your mind desires.” 

Morphius. 
The...

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Going Home
I went home again, at last
   just after the mid March winter blast,
   as many years had slipped into the past
   lost too often to both time and...

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In my grandpa’s field I stand midst rows of grain
 whose gray-green blades stir softly in the moaning wind.
A night chill permeates my skin.
I look down at my arms and legs and realize
I’m a little...

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Funny Kids Contest
Sponsor: Team Poetry Soup

Once there was a funny girl,
She painted all her walls bright pink,
Then one day she woke up,
And the pink turned into purple ink.

She said, “mommy, what happened?
I miss my bright...

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The Valentine dress
A shock and surprise full of red and blue
coming from a heart, mine is devoted to
and from a hand I so value as my cute protection.
It is colourful, fitting and above all an...

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INDIAN    HEAD,    SASKATCHEWAN

Used to live in Indian Head   -  never heard of  it  ?
An island of trees on the treeless prairie railway;
Unchanging oasis in...

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There are some colours
that can never be repainted,
marks that can never be removed
and stains that can never be covered.

Move on!
My past loved one,
don't hold unto my shoulders
as though nature formed us together.

We've once crossed that...

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Because of you
I'm all here
Buried all the pains
Dug a new chapter
Imported new feelings
Seeded hope 
Exported all the grievances
Took hold of the promises
Watered the heart
Cementing the broken pieces together
Laminated the smile
And on the wall I nailed...

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Because of you
I'm all here
Buried all the pains
Dug a new chapter
Imported new feelings
Seeded hope 
Exported all the grievances
Took hold of the promises
Watered the heart
Cementing the broken pieces together
Laminated the smile
And on the wall I nailed...

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Honey carry this

Dad the toilet is overflowing

Can you move the sofa there instead

Does this smell bad

Just three more stores Honey

You can build that easy

Sorry about the truck Daddy

Dad can you fix this

Honey I think it's...

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You are a painter
Your brush stroked my canvas in winter
Colors of blue and light grey blend as snow fell
You were Claude Monet painting me as the woman you saw in the garden
We moved into an...

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I lost myself in your quest,
Fate denied what was mine..

Burning within was a heart that died,
Leaving scars that did not lie..

Leaving me helpless,
In this world full of dead..

You went ahead,
Driven by your desires..

I was left...

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Mushroom village, population thirty-five.
Was perfect until Faerie Marie had quints.
Six happy faerie midwives flitted toward the hive.
They gobbled down all of Billy Faerie’s chocolate mints.

Mama Brownie went into labor an hour later.
Two of the midwives...

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After Their War
David J Walker

There was only desire and comfort/convenience 
Laced with certain frames of entertainment 
in between the crap games played with life

Everything OD green was repainted 
except the screen with the
Signal filled cable...

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she showered the sky in anthracite crimson and sepia

	eclipsed broken pencils and crayons moulded together

took a fading snap shot in memory of what’s yet to come


a soft touch surpassed clawed grips of splintered sorrow

	outlined peripheral...

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It started with a blank canvas-
just another mid-spring day;
no sun nor rain, or gentle breeze-
an atmosphere so still and gray.

A day in May- a fresh-mowed lawn;
leaf-laden trees, soft velvet green.
Yet, at my window, looking out
no...

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Starting, 
again and again,
and again and again.

Each start, preceded by a step that was stopped with a monumental screech in mid motion, locking the brakes on a tire of movement.

Trepidation looms, 
failure hung in the...

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I, like the Phoenix rising out of the ashes, here I am again
A rainbow hiding in the clouds after an early morning rain
A diamond buried underneth tons of useless rock
A new battery in an old...

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In almost drowning, I swallowed the thought
Of colors in bubbles and pride well caught 
The constant concrete fear at my feet 
Shackled and dragged me down to the deep
Oblivious uncertainty caused me to yearn
And showed...

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A new deal was signed
Plantations workers laid down their tools
Freedom songs were sang everywhere
The birth of our liberty emerged


Our heritage we vow to defend
The root of our liberty we sure to protect
Upholding the lone star...

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Music roves forgotten recess.
Spectrum of colors lack comprehension.
Objects of undeciphered importance appear.
Landscapes with familiar distortions,
Capture dialogue of competing personas.

The decayed buildings of my past,
Meet the repainted canvases of the future.
We row the lake of dreams...

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Out of my beachside window
I see the dawn, red each morn.
The seascape a blue-white scene draped,
Upon the green and yellow of the landscape,
Of vegetation and ocean adorned by belt of sand,
By hiss and fizz, roar...

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I dyed my small world
In the colours of grief
I couldn’t find comfort
But I longed for relief

All my fabric was dark
I was shrouded in black
The weight of the world
Felt full on my back

I walked amongst shadows
With...

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It’s time to write of unnecessary things,
to imagine alternative endings to journeys not taken.

It’s time to write of bits of string,
one small fake discolored Swiss Army knife,
a lucky pebble that has brought me nothing but...

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