Dandelions are breezily blowing
Perky dots on lilies seem to be saying hi
Spring needs her own adjectives for her feeling
Refreshed, rejuvenated, regenerated, regrown
These are but a start of the emotions of April
None of the other months encourage me to dance
Spring invites me to sing, spin, skip, twirl and twist.
She takes me back to age six and lets me play
Categories:
regrown, flower,
Form: Free verse
By your ink on this parchment, my thoughts tattooed
I'm drawn to this bouquet; I am left so madly.
Fields of blazing stars, lying randomly, strewed
Happiest are these thoughts deliberately construed.
Winter taking them from my core destroys me, sadly.
By your ink on this parchment, my thoughts tattooed
Purple pillars of violently swaying happiness imbue
So I harvest them as fast as I can, enjoying them gladly.
Fields of blazing stars, lying randomly, strewed
After such a long time between blossoms, histories accrued.
I waited patiently for their replacement, so very badly.
By your ink on this parchment, my thoughts tattooed
I felt the truest of forlorn, nearly left lifelessly blued.
Springtime rain brought them back to my welcoming hands, comradely.
Fields of blazing stars, lying randomly, strewed
Once I found eyes on them, new happiness did exude.
Replenishing their hearts energy regrown in me
By your ink on this parchment, my thoughts tattooed
Fields of blazing stars, lying randomly, strewed
Categories:
regrown, flower, happiness, nature, seasons,
Form: Villanelle
Limitations I am not allowed to exceed.
Or else the future that has regrown-
Shall diminish as a lasting blaze grows.
So that if I try to surpass my limitations-
I will truly be alone.
With nothing but my delusions to protect me.
With no one but the voices to guide me.
With enemies behind me.
And a curse that has grown with me.
Categories:
regrown, angst, mental illness,
Form: Free verse
Tapping into our neurons
where only brain cells should go
Past dreams mean nothing now
unconscious thoughts just flow
An abstract realm of reason
touchpad signals unbeknown
Fires up, post-human imagination
our intelligence genes regrown
And so it's all written in code
old commandments redrawn
Binary replaces ancient Latin
age of replicants has dawned
Interfaced with artificial reality
and engaged to usb clones
We marry terabyte processors
reproducing ten billion drones
Reprogrammed ancient scriptures
floods overwhelm our homes
Heaven and hell's using robots
I-God now accedes the throne
By
David Kavanagh
Categories:
regrown, allusion, computer, future,
Form: Rhyme
It makes no sound yet breaks like glass
So very fragile and a painful crash
It cuts so deep a scar it leaves.
It makes it hard to even breathe.
The time it takes to heal unknown.
This body part can never be regrown.
The heart can break so deep and and bleed.
a sewn seed of betrayal that grows worse than any weed.
To restart trust is mission impossible to win.
So much damage from someone else's sin.
Categories:
regrown, abuse, betrayal, depression, heartbreak,
Form: Rhyme
Groot Limericks
Groot is an alien tree being
So tall you just cannot miss him
He obsorbed a bomb blast
Protecting friends from fall fast
And regrown in a pot from one limb
Groot would only say one word
Racoon understood what he heard
Best friends they did stay
Kept baddies at bay
Together both stood undeterred
Groot the loveable tree cutie
Likes to dance in the movie
His moves are so smooth
A dance partner to choose
King of the space disco boogie
09.10.20
Categories:
regrown, character,
Form: Limerick
1. Always aspiring to authentic answers
2. Belief begins, only to end
3. Calls the crow, 'never, to'
4. Drifting like October leaves
5. Falling upwards, death is alive
6. Gargling, bleating, cawing birth
7. Haul the young into the hall
8. Jaded cribs reluctantly nurse
9. Lemon-sour hope gently sweetened
10. May's pastel caress heals yesterday's recall
11. Once, seasons ... now regrown faith
12. Promises to breach, ideas to rebuild
13. Returning the world not unreal, the
14. White Witch of Amherst guiding through
15. Young hearts revive again.
for A Litany of Poetry Devices contest
1. alliteration 2. internal rhyme 3. allusion 4. simile 5. oxymoron 6. onomatopoeia 7. homphone 8. personification 9. metaphor 10. assonance 11. ellipsis 12. antithesis 13. litote 14. metonymy 15. synecdoche
also written in ABC form.
Categories:
regrown, allusion, assonance, hope, onomatopoeia,
Form: ABC
What he wanted to give me now
I didn't want that anymore!!
Why not give it another chance?
Many questions are left unanswered
I have made up my mind and decided to cross the line
But they still want me to simply stay at my crossroads
I have nothing to give or to accept
When it's all over for me then how do I refrain
Before it's too late for anything to protect
I am saving the good moments and moving away
There was too much pain in living alone
Wanting to be with you and your love regrown
But now I don't hold any grudges for more
All that you want to give is not what I want anymore!!
Categories:
regrown, deep, fate, fear, feelings,
Form: I do not know?
The burning flame devouring anything that stands in its way
Is a creature that haunts me through night and through day.
I used to be afraid that this monster would get me.
It comes anywhere, it comes when it may.
I used to do all I could to keep the flame out.
I closed my door, unplugged my lamp, but I really doubt
There is anything I could have done if this creature had really come.
My only defense would be a shout.
The flame would take everything I own.
It would leave me emotionless, all alone.
I would have no one to help me, to guide me.
I would be out into the unknown; my entire life being regrown.
I was afraid of this flame; it would always haunt me as I tried to sleep.
I would think of what it could do to me, and I would weep.
I dream of the day when I know for sure
That this flame will not haunt me if through the walls it does creep.
Categories:
regrown, fear, fire,
Form: Lyric
as the cool air blows
the barren wasteland regrown
a luminescent glow
feeds the reeds
feeds the trees
photosynthesis reborn
the budding of fruit
nourishment
webs are casted
sails are masted
in preparation of the morn
of the sweet candescent norm
Spring is love
it rises in the air
like a gryphon's wings
as songbirds sing
they float
they gloat
to feel the air beneath my wings
does there happen to be a thing
which i wont do to then have seen
that view which eagles do see
as they look down from high above
is it not obvious why Zeus has chosen
as his form whilst unfrozen
‘neath the snowy mountain top
Olympus
Categories:
regrown, change,
Form: Free verse