Free Verse Poems (29,540)

I work
As I'm sure many people do
I have the day off to celebrate nine years of work at this company
My first question I had to ask myself
Were they nice to me?
Overall
I'm sick at the bad treatment I have recieved
But I could have said that at any time during my life
Except for the time I spent away from work from 2009 till early 2013
I did work at a ski resort for 24 days from November 2010 to February 2011
I did like it except I got paid an average of 1.25 when you figure in my expenses
10 dollars in gas a day, socks, boots, 7.00/hour taken out of my unemployment
I got to hug really pretty women when they need help off the lift
I got to eat anything I wanted to during my shift and drink free pop and hot cocoa
I was comfortable by myself sitting in a chair
I am thankful for the money, especially during the pandemic
I don't appreciate the masks which don't seem to be going away any time soon
I have over two years to go to beat my longest job, panwashing for 11.5 years

To write more verse, before the Impulse dies,
To find a way to live out what life's left,
And let my mind free in the bluest skies,
Before I gasp and take my final breath;-
To find that heart where we are best allies,
Before the Reaper's sickle means sure death;
So when it's finally over - this life's game;-
I shoot my soul into the sky as Spirit Flame.*

To tell of what has happened - best I can,
To remember fleeting beauty when she came;
And tell of every girl to whom I ran;
(Even though I can't recall each name);
Well most I can, (when I was a younger man);-
And in my kismet, I will feel no shame;
Well, where's the shame in a person's destiny?
When we should live out what was meant to be.

And so I'll entertain with more vignettes,
To keep all poems honest -(like before);
One more time, I'll say this: "there are no regrets";-
Many's the women, and many were the whore;
With whom I've slept - (that is aiding and abets);
I've been to strange places, been through many a door;-
I count my self lucky, to now survive;-
So I'll write myself dry - while I'm alive.



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There’s an old bench seat
In a quiet city street
I like to sit on
Now and then
It exudes a quiet charm
No cause for alarm
And comforts me
Like and old friend
I can sit here and reflect
Understand and respect
What life has been
To those who surround
Plan my next move
Get into the groove
Or just wait
To see what will astound........

Now that you are gone
I hear your song
Now that I pushed you away
for no apparent reason
I still see your loving ray
with every summer season

Your truth sings like a bird in a meadow
it lights the darkness within the shadows

Though with fear and doubt I walk in my arrogance
and deny my ignorance
there sits a flower in a garden
as she sings and plays her song

Always reminding me the love she has to offer
and her truth is not always wrong

She comes to me in many guises much like an angel
with silver wings as I watch her fly within her magical machine

Her message is often the same no matter what mask she wears or thought she bears

She stands bold like a warrior princess
Her sword cuts through the bone
Her beauty is all I need to atone

I failed to see so many times
how much love she has I dont really deserve her for my many crimes

It's so sad to think she lives so far from me in a far away land by the sea
I see her riding upon a golden stallion she wears a silver medallion a symbol of her truth as she sees me

Its but a mirror to see our reflection of a one time affection we once had that was to last for all eternity

Unfortunately it has become obscured and clouded with my stupidity

Oh they say there is time and hope to fix what appears to be broken for a small token
All is not lost even for a minor cost

A choice is presented to let go of past regrets
To see only the present is all we have as time begets

Or to be lost forever in a glass seeing it either half empty or full stuck over who broke the rule

Love
is
Much more
than a warm cosy feeling
More than physical attraction,
or
A chemical reaction
that without rhyme or reason
can strike fast, and hit hard.

Love
is
Perfect imperfection,
unconditional affection.

Love
is
Peace in your mind and spirit
It is where ones heart and soul
contently reside
Without the need or desire
to search for more or
to roam

Love
Means to never feel alone

Love
Is a gift to cherish

Love
to me is
home

Look here
Let's
Maximise this bliss
More Love up into this
Sealed with a Loving kiss
From
My heart
My soul
My complete n whole
Unravelled n unfold
Did
Unfolded
Melted n moulded
Into this perfect perfection
So in Love with me I got an erection
Maybe I should be section
Sectioned
If that's the intention
Then I would be
It bes what it bes
And it breathes what it breathes
I bobs I weaves
And cleaves
To my soul
Which never lies n always knows
And so I grows
Who knows knows
Who flows grows
It's all
It's all it's everything
Like on the violin string
Let that rhythmical melody bring
Sight
And insight
When you look within and transform that dark to light
The only fight
Is always within
To hell with all the this them they say and what they're talking
I don't even own a television
I'm so deep n rooted grounded in this mission
Yet still I see all purpose n reason
Be n let be
For me
Shine brightly
Yes please
And thank you very much

I've been watching you
from a distance..
You didn't know~

Didn't know how much
I amired you..
I see things in
You..
Great things~
All those things
you can do..
All those things
you know~
Perhaps, you've not know
yourself..
the way others have..
Perhaps.. you will come.. Into the light~
Show the world
who you are..
Bring your talents
to light~
Give us the chance to see
the glory
of You~
Give us your love
and understanding..
The way only you can..
Show us the way
of you~
You say..
No one would notice..
You say..
They will not
understand..
But..
We are willing to try~
Yes!.. The world awaits you..
You know what you can do~
Perhaps its never been done before..
That's why.. You must step up
to the plate, and show the world.. The Greatness in You..

A love so pure and simple
A longing overdue
Falling through my grasp
All I crave is you
A reckoning of will
A strength that will never fail
You’re all my heart desires
And all that you entail
I need you in my life
As certain as I have pride
Reaching deep inside myself
Where my hunger for you does hide
Hoping for some solace
Reciprocating devotion
A meeting of the minds
Love. Ethereal emotion

Backstabber got me bumped to the Weil
That word makes me feel like someone cut out my soul with a spoon
It never gets better
I just am resigned to a simple fact
People are mean
And they really enjoy screwing with you
I am certainly not alone
I have another I work with who is getting it too
She wouldn't even be working if not for her husband losing his job
He used to make over 150 grand a year till he was replaced by an Indian
The new employee would only need 70 grand
I don't know if the covid crisis was manufactured out of just meanness
Did China decide to ruin us?
Or did the governments of the world decide to wage a world war
A war against everybody
Everybody, that is that isn't a billionaire

in the garden
Lush and green
Adam and Eve
Play and wander

Forbiden to eat the fruit
The apple of desire
Wearing their fig leaves to spare theirBlushes
Into the garden the slivering snake

Hisses with devils contempt
To the tree of life he glides
Climbs the tree the apple he spies tempting teasing he his with contempt

He tempts eve with the fruit of life
Lifts the apple from the tree wave it for eve to eat
Forbiden she is to eat
Hunger pains

Her sole lost to the devils serpent
She bites the apple now her feast
To the banished kingdom Adam and Eve are cast out
For eating the tree of life