You arch your back to make a bridge
bridge through the fog that lays on the water
water whispering sweet nothings about your beautiful face
a beautiful face free from a single wrinkle
the only wrinkle on you is the one created when you smile
Poems...
words dribbled on the page by dumbstruck, depressed, new age children of the night
words researched to make each syllable count and each line rhyme exactly the way the "poet" wants.
Poems...
paint an image of love, sorrow, passion, anger, happiness and pain.
Paint on the "poets" sout the intensity of their words without thought or remorse
Poems...
dull the mind and rott the senses of those who dont fail to see through their ingenuity
dull the sharpness of the heart and make it's devoted readers feel good about themselves and promotes their need for love.
I'd forgotten the sound of laughter
the smell of fresh cut grass
I'd forgotten the feel of the warm sun
the taste of summer rain
But I remember them now.
I remember the warmth of the sun,
and the taste of the rain
I remember the smell of the grass
and the sound of laughter
I remember the happiness of Summer
Dancing wildly spinning
laughing like a child
spirals of light flashing
grinning, twisting, turning
grinning like a cat, never losing your smile
dancing wildly spinning
faster, slower, moving
like a freight train while
spirals of lights flashing
coursing down the path, winding
up like a runner getting ready for the miles
dancing wildly spinning
colored lightning rain random colors never-ending
people, places, cultures, styles
spiral of lights flashing
the lights come on and we start leaving
no more laughs, not even a smile
dancing wildly spinning
spirals of lights flashing