Two lovers stand in shadow,
amidst as yet uncrushed glade
and pink ripened unpicked blooms.
Erect purple poplar trees,
to viewer, half disguise their form,
but stand as witness to intent.
A path yet beaten lay ahead;
the path behind full overgrown;
as arm in arm, amidst springs blooms,
two lovers stand in shadow.
Categories:
uncrushed, love,
Form: Blank verse
I hear a sound
Behind me, soft and surreal,
Almost as if it had traveled
To me through the corridors
Of time.
I turn to look,
And that's when I see
Gorgeous hazel eyes set in a
Delicate face, seeming both arcane
And wise.
Wreathed in moonlight, she
Is more dazzling than the
Morning sun, and when she speaks,
Her voice is murmurous as
The riversong.
She looks into my
Eyes, and seems to almost
Laugh at what she sees there,
As if she had heard
My thoughts.
As she begins to
Sing in a tongue unknown
To man, her voice soft and
Sonorous, she twirls beneath the
Diamond stars.
When her song is
Done, she takes a single
Rose from her long hair, and
Gives it to me, a
Precious gift.
In all this time,
I have said nothing, stunned
At the apparition before my eyes.
With one last look, she
Is gone.
I stare at the
Grass she had stood upon,
Uncrushed by her feet, the rose
I carry the only evidence
Left behind.
My gaze drifts up
To the moon and stars,
The only witnesses that she
Had been more than just
A vision.
Categories:
uncrushed, moon,
Form: Free verse
Beneath the moon, to the side they keep.
At night they fly and in day they sleep.
Against a window and up the wall,
from the ceiling, they will spiral and fall.
Shoulder of fur and wings of brown,
with rod-like antennae worn like a crown.
Hated as nuisances and pests by sight,
upon crops, upons socks, upon forests they blight.
Yet they are silent and harmless to all
Not aggression to recieve nor a sound to call.
Some can be vexing and troublesome to few,
But some can be useful from a different view.
Value in silk, from moths born recent,
fed and farmed for product that is decent.
into your room, from the window they enter
towards your light bulb, their gaze will center
be gentle, be kind, uncrushed they should stay.
one less creature for them to be prey.
A bane upon wool and a scourge upon cloth.
Also harmless and simple, the common Brown moth.
Categories:
uncrushed, animal,
Form: Ballad
Just Keep Walking
he just kept getting
smaller and smaller
as he walked
farther and farther
always at the point
of two divergent triangles.
walked, and without
looking back, knew
felt the memories tug
less and less
heard the ticking
of the tower clock
muted in the distance
the sound of the children
trail off at the edge
of their boundaries
sensed the pull of names
and ancestry lessen,
pass beneath his feet
on uncrushed stone
knew the loneliness
of loneliness and
the empty fullness
of being alone
he just kept getting
smaller and smaller
as he walked
nearer and nearer
the smallness
of the future.
Contest – Open Free Verse
Sponsor – Charlotte Puddifoot
7/12/2014
Categories:
uncrushed, future, journey,
Form: Free verse
Sadness, is my only bride
Who still visits my broken heart
Replaces all swears of endless love
And stays for nights to make me cry
Time, will never stop its path
My life has never been so fast
Now need to slow my breath
By patience and faith
World, used be so big
Before the time we meet
And now you only world
And rest is very small
Rain, tonight plays his sonnet
Of curses and regrets
And heart will whisper you
Right now, how do you do?
We aren’t one in two
And it is very true
Forgive me and rebless
My love still search your breath
I have talent of waiting
And hold uncrushed senses
I don’t know other ways
I wont agree on less
Like stupid naïve child
I am catching lovely eyes
It should not be at all
Forbidden unrest love
Categories:
uncrushed, lost love, love, me,
Form: Ballad
The marvel of you Curled and soft, Embraced me With unfurled delite... Gently sprung love Is the
measure of you, Hovering uncrushed atop Fresh morning dew... Behold my loves gift A treasure to see,
As my spirit hummed Delicious and free.
Categories:
uncrushed, love,
Form: Rhyme