In Voice Poetry Poems

CADENCE IN INFLECTION

instinct
  over thought
independent
 of
form
  prose with cadence 
in lyrical
   expression
 where emotions 
  are 
   the driving force

pause

The Anchor

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CHASING LYRICS

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[Verse 1]
Her voice is like a riddle, I can't decode the sound,
A smile that's always hidden, but I still want to stick around.
She says things

Alice Through The Wormhole

Blinding rays of moonlight pierce through windblown curtains, whilst droplets of sweat bead on a heavy forehead. Sleep becomes more elusive with every tick of

Carnival Nights

There was a chill in the air that night, as the taste of spun cotton candy and stale popcorn floated through the breeze. Lifeless clouds

The Baying Heart

Standing at his garden door,
he sips moonlight,
smells the closed blooms.

He is amber in a wine vat,
a coagulant of red shadows.

The darkness supports
his bones, it plucks

Vinyl Scratch

Confession

I learned what I fear today:
Intimacy. I can’t seem to face
my raw emotions bluntly; in fact
I despise them for being unpoetic 
Why be vulgar and

In the Shadow of the Chalkboard

In halls where silence speaks louder than words,
I stand, a beacon amidst the unseen.
Their gazes, sharp as unspoken swords,
Pierce through the facade, where I've always

Prior to Ink

Pen prepares its blood with quiet intent,
Flowing with words that embrace no cliche;
Its spirit starts to pump the heart's content,
Beginning with inner insights to say.

The

MEMORABLE BALLET

submitted into Brian Strands 1397 Poetry Contest, July 2025

MEMORABLE BALLET
her thoughts pirouette, twirl, and spin,
    a choreographed ballet across the blank screen.

The Silent Screams

There are voices all around us
Not loud, not obvious,
But aching to be heard.

Within this poem lies three unheard stories
Three souls, each silenced by society
A woman

Perhaps

At times upon the grassy hill
a brisk breeze will blow teasing my hair
And within that breeze I will hear
questions asked of me as I lie

Pandora’s Box

You are a prisoner of your own mind,
Chained within a cell,
That binds your thoughts,
And conceals your head.

Fragile, hidden, perfectly eclipsed,
Your mind lacks the fortitude,
It needs

Miscarried Poetry