Newest Free Verse Poems (29,540)

bottle black
like Miles
sketching Spain
somewhere
back in the files
I dwell some

Kind of Blue
came on true
listless days
JazzFM plays
London fun
England 1991

I bought Tutu
'86 when he blew
sounds of the street
tapping them feet
not quite the same
'60 was top of his game

Tomorrow will bring you worries
Todays will fade away
You can make them disappear
Or you can make them stay

Some may fill you full of fear
Some you may just forget
The choice is yours if, when and how
To solve with no regret.

Tomorrow may bring you happiness
Or may even make you sad
Some of this you can’t control
There will be good and bad.

So let tomorrow bring what it will
And hope it comes along
Enjoy today in every way
Dance and sing a song.

Love.

I will never give or take a heart
Until I know we will never part

Before your heart I need your mind
To see so clearly never blind

Balance feelings, oh so slow
Stronger and stronger as they grow

When respect and desire blend
Should be no broken heart to mend.

Goody Mcgordy also know as shorty
Had a sporty car
His girlfriend was Sandra Mcfana also known as Hannah
Had a little guitar

So Shorty and Hannah went to Montana
To play in a rockin band
Swore he'd never leave her, but then he met Rita Mcfever
And there was a sudden change of plans

So Shorty and Rita and viva las vegas fast as they can
The top was down didn't take long to get a tan
With the radio on Rita knew that Shorty was an Elvis fan
In vegas just a little while Shorty became a gambling man

He lost everything he lost Hannah and Rita
And even his sporty car
He can't get a ride walking in the desert and late in the evening
He stumbled across little pieces of a little guitar

Upon wings of a little feathered Ren
A song I hope you hear I send
As my journey nears its end

As I wander many paths the forest here
I hear young maidens sing rivers of their tears
So sweet so sad the voices that drift upon my ears

Still that song the little Ren sings
The song set upon his wings
To find the one that dreams

Crow black above the green;
________along the fence they wait
________as forty feathered legions

wait as snipers wait;
_____________in the farthest fields
_____________lie in want of spoils

for as the farmer tills;
______________so the miller mills
______________so the hunter kills

Crow black above the green;
____________thus beneath the sun
____________nature's work is done

That quiet light that shines in the night
Above the porch door and the snowy floor
What draws a smile wide for what’s inside
How the warmth in kind illuminates the mind
For our hearts be known the love that’s shown
So come on inside and do not hide
Nice and cozy make your cheeks all rosy
Have a seat by the fire and please admire
Recognize the pleasance of your presence
And know my dear you’re welcome here

Blacks are THE racist of hater's
elders groom Next Gen race baiter's
Failing historic cities oppressed blacks' "lead"
DC Mayor Bowers a joke indeed

Referring to Caucasians as 'Cracker's' OK
victim Mayor Adams 'rolls that way'
Black and White comprehension not alike
others rightly communicate more civil like

Blacks don't accidently mock or incite
Stacey's leaked maskless photos utter spite
Imbecile Rep. Waters proposes racial strife
obvious who ensures chaos remains rife

Injecting 'Race card' majority justly detest
aim disrupting quality life for rest
could being born black explain rebellion
skin pigmentation doesn't define a hellion

Human Constitution 'live and let live'
to that pledge the civilized give
Equality irrelevant when it's who's killing
savages must cease innocent blood spilling

“There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear.” (1John 4: 18)


He said he loved me
And I thought I knew
What that really meant between us two.
And, at first, I tried
To make it true
By doing what I thought I knew
Was what he expected me to.
But alas, it all became
Such a strain to do and be what he wanted of me
And still I tried.
Unsatisfied.

He said He loved me
And though I didn’t truly know
I believed that He meant what He said.
I was delivered
By the Love He gave
To me, set free to do and be
What He willed of me.
And though His expectations of me
Are high, the strain is not the same.


He said He loved me
And, this time, I know it’s true.

The arctic tern wheels the sky;
All the lonely Summer through;
Sailing on the sleety wind;-
And most accurate his view.

In fields of desolation;
Of white and polar caps,
Seals lie lazy on the rocks,
And whales beneath, perhaps.

Though lonely is the tern;
The world grows ever warmer,
As meridians he turns,
Habitat grows ever smaller.

Yes, lonely is the tern;
Skwarking cranneries on cliffs,
Cruising on the eddies;
Thermals now the tern uplifts.

Looking at the wide blue ocean;
And with that bird's eye view,
He cares not for Man's commotion;
Just his ever-clear purview.

Alas! the graceful tern;
Who lives upon the wing;
Would wish for her return;
To write just one more thing.

Before the tern must face his long migration;-
To Southern parts across an endless sea;-
So she flies in my imagination;-
Safe travels;- seagull - wherever you may be.


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