Free Verse Poems (29,535)

Im a director of movies, and so are you, I am famous, so are you too, you started with nothing, you have written the script, oh how it show be, and what people will see,,, are you poverty stricken? or eatiing kentucy fried chicken? Are the extras moving in?,, of where you have been?,,,have you somthing more to give?,, or are you happy how you live?
How will you direct where you go from here?, allow someone else,, because of your fear? Remember you are the director of where you go,, how you live,,,you make it so!
Tommorrow will come, if we are here, and if it does not,, dont worry,,, nothing to fear.

I remember the light, beckoning me home, the promise of love,I wont be alone, so I followed the light, in wonderment and awe, now Ill tell you where I went and what I saw, a tunnel I followed, with light at the end, come into our world my dearest friend, there were people there at the end of the light, to hold me close, to hold me tight, I felt that they loved me, they welcomed me home, to be with them and never alone, so I stayed, and grew to know, this is how it is,, this is so,, thats how it was, but then I died, I saw the the light,,, a tunnel of love, I'd been there before, I know what that means,, its not what it seems.

With a whole lot to say
At the bottom of that ballot
Was a box for an X.

Yet you studdered in pen
What you needed to say.

Look around you it's real
Beyond media hype!

Genial circus
With membership growth!

Self imposed blinders
Keeping it calm!

The future is yours
Yet in shadow you lurk!

My God can't you see
What's inside of that train
It keeps passing by
As each ticket is sold!

All future resides on our words being said
Yet, you curl up in a corner ingesting the news!
While it floats on by your reasonable mind.

Diversion attraction call it what you may
You're are part of the price the future must PAY!


~Bentlee~

The land covered in fresh white snow
The Sun shining across it causing it to glow
With tiny promising crystals the colors of a rainbow
Sustaining life through water that flows

The world was silent in adoration
As it awaited for its new King in anticipation
The new promise had come to earth
When one night in a stable a Virgin gave birth

He brought the promise of eternal life for those
Who believe that after He died He arose
A new Covenant had been born sent by God
To pave a path for all who accepted his gift of love

Water becomes a rainbow as the sun shines through
Now the New Covenant continues that promise too
God promised to send a Savior to save us from sin
If we drink of His water – we too will be born again

If I could say the words I think
My tongue may over work and bust;
I'd make Old Shakespeare arise and say,
"What varlot now disturbs my dust?"

If I could do the things which I
Am simply aching to perform;
I'd rope the lightning and I'd jerk,
The terror from the blinding storm.

I'd use a comet for a bronc
And ride him straight-up and proud;
My spurs would be a pair of stars,
My blanket just a fleecy cloud.

I'd round up all the planets and
I'd do it sudden, sure and soon;
Then I'd sit back calm and watch,
Them mill around the helpless moon.

I'd do this all and maybe more
Providing that I thought it would;
To this here broken heart of mine,
Do any sort of passing good.

I'd do it all and take the chance
To hold the trail through and after awhile;
If he would throw me just one word
And tie it up with one sweet smile.

They were living in a rundown place,some call it a labor shack
Two tiny bedrooms for seven kids, with a privy out the back;
Dad was a farmer's hand, but work was slow that year,
They were scrapin' ends to feed the kids, as Christmastime drew near.

There wouldn't be a Christmas tree, and gifts would be mighty few
A pair of socks for each kid,maybe a paper doll or two;
Couldn't afford a turkey dinner, so an old hen would have to do,
Perhaps a homemade apple cake to go along with the chicken stew.

Children went to a little country school, not too many miles away
That had been decorated with a Christmas tree to celebrate the holiday;
Strung with tinsel and paper chains with a gold tin foil star on top,
The youngest boy stared at that tree 'til it seemed his eyes would pop.

It was the last day of classes before the holiday
The little lad had hung around while his siblings went on their way;
He was still in the room and I wondered what was wrong,
"What happens to the Christmas tree, when everyone is gone?"

"I suppose we'll have to throw it out,I have one already at home
"No one'll be here over the holidays, so the tree will be here alone".
That little fellow got an idea as he gazed at the sparkling tree,
His next question nearly broke the heart of an old country teacher like me.

"Folks can't afford a tree this year,Do you think it will be all right
If I took it home so we can have a tree on Christmas night?
It seems an awful pretty tree to be left alone on Christmas Day,
I know it would make my family happy, if it could come to stay".

I fear a tear ran down my cheek when I heard that little elf
Ask for a tree to cheer his family, and ask naught for himself;
"That's a wonderful idea!"Smiling through my tears,let's load it in my car,
Then you and I can take it to your house, and you can you carry the star".

We lovingly placed that tree in my trunk, still decorated with silver foil
And drove it to that little shack, a few miles off blacktop oil;
His mother came to the front door when we pulled up to the drive,
If he had gotten into trouble, she'd skin that boy alive.

"I hope you don't mind, but could you do a favor for me?
School's out for the holidays, and don't know what do do about this tree;
Your son fears it will be lonely, and he offered it a place to stay,
"I'll understand if you say no, but I'd just hate to throw it away".

I could see her swallow her pride, when her boy handed her the star
Then a smile lit upon her face,as she helped take the tree from my car;
"It's so kind of you to offer,it'll sure help make this house a home,
And I agree that a Christmas tree, should never spend Christmas alone".

Strange thoughts, foreign to a mind,
tis not the way, not any day,
but, search in vain, release the pain,
no other way to find,

No truth, no lies, just close your eyes,
it's gone, sorrow dies,
and who would care?, not they, but
gather round like birds of prey,
they'd stand and stare, and whisper
there, twas not a life anyway.



Life denies---------------Entity dies.

The End.

She's my confidant;-
In the mirror image,
Of a dream;-

Reflected on a screen,
Through CS.

The virtual touch;-
Digital caress;

As I confess;-
She will always,
Write to me.

Which must be,
The soft caress;-

Of stellar destiny.


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The ancients gods can sing and dance
The modern ones can speak in tongues
And none of them wants marbles
When gold is what they are after

Help the poor with treats
But give the rich their banquet
Show your face in charities
But mingle socially with celebrities

And if you must spent lavishly
Do so to those with deep pockets
And throw away your old and unwanted
To brings smiles to the less fortunate

Be seen among the movers and shakers
And not the small time thieves and beggers
Nothing is free is their life policy
Agents are prostitutes in disguise