By day she walks among the weary streets,
With quiet strength, her heart a steady flame,
In every gaze, a thousand stories meet,
She knows their pain, though they won't speak her name.
Her hands are soft but firm with gentle care,
They wipe away the sorrows of the night,
A whispered word, a balm to calm despair,
Her presence turns the dark to tender light.
No cry unheard, no soul too lost to find,
She bears their weight, yet never bends her spine,
For kindness flows like rivers from her mind,
She serves not for herself, but what's divine.
And though her heart breaks with the world each day,
Her empathy renews, love shows the way.
Categories:
tireless, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
without suitcases
they surf skies drawing beauty
~tireless travelers~
Categories:
tireless, adventure, allusion, bird, cute,
Form: Haiku
Endless Arboreal Hills
Crisp Oak Leafs
Here are the prints
I am the Tireless Tracker
Dunes On Fire
Rolling Burning Sandstorms
Here are the signs
I am the Tireless Tracker
Dirty Cobblestone Streets
Broken Homes Abound
Here are the marks
I am the Tireless Tracker
There It Is.
I've found it.
Here are my desires.
I am the Tireless tracker.
Categories:
tireless, absence, allegory, art, imagery,
Form: Verse
the tireless hummingbird
hurriedly flitting
from one feeder to the next
never do they tire
Categories:
tireless, bird,
Form: Haiku
Tireless Universe
by Odin Roark
Time defies denial,
Knowing well its empirical presence
Will never be of absence.
Dense as its surrounding matter,
Its aged archives remain
Forever fortressed beneath passage and growth,
Like termite mounds of tunneled journeys,
A labyrinth of cosmic dust
Forever of remnant coatings
Upon endless bell tolling posterity.
Here within the maze of stellar nurseries,
Time’s infinite presence passes through our microcosm
As we attempt to aggrandize selfhood
Beyond its limitations.
Like the beam of a miner’s lamp,
Our import seeks to impact the void,
While this depth of immense profundity
Reveals our illuminative essence
As more akin to a spark of flint
Confronting the revelation of existence.
Perhaps…
Somewhere beyond our consciousness,
Smiles mix with duration’s yawn,
Humoring the metaphysical malady of rest deprivation.
After all,
Like time,
Existence has never slumbered.
Such a tireless universe this.
Categories:
tireless, philosophy, universe,
Form: Free verse
.
Hope is a tireless,
wide-eyed toddler
who happily drools
at the thought of again
taking tentative
... steps.
She sways sideways,
reels backwards,
staggers forward,
falls down again
on bruised
... knees.
Again, she gets up,
starts walking, plodding,
innocently undaunted,
fumbling, tirelessly
toddling on tiny
... feet.
.
Categories:
tireless, children
Form: Free verse
Transfixed I stand and watch
The Tireless Sea
As it waves crash upon the shore
Spraying its white salty foam
Against the rocks and cliffs below,
Then returning unto itself
The Tireless Sea
Wherein its immeasurable depth
Secrets lie buried
Never to be reveiled
The Tirelss Sea
Whose temperament is so mystifying
it neither fears, nor needs any man
but gathers its strength from within.
Categories:
tireless, nature,
Form: Narrative
Tireless nights
Draped menacingly in
Blankets of black
While stars guide the way
And moons glisten softly
The aftershock of a feeling
Leads only to rocky roads
Lifted up by our hands
To hide those words
And walk away from that
Hope in skylines
Categories:
tireless, inspirational, introspection, uplifting,
Form: I do not know?