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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dreams: 1 of 591

Sinking deeper into my dreams..... Sleep deprived and restless My eyelids softly close Blanketing me like a canopy over glistening stars In hopes of unlocking a garden of swaying secrets To a mysterious land Where senseless thoughts roam free with glee Sinking Deeper And deeper Into my dreams.... Pale sands ferociously lap u...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Words: 5 of 236

Struggling words...... Laying on a back of moss I am torn to be free, Is it a day for my poet Or the man in me? I crave inspiration From an ocean up high, Readying for liftoff My imagination tries to fly. From my overflowing heart Tales of love to tell, It's just rehearsed romance Making me yell. I desire a golden word One o...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Memories: 13 of 492

Childhood love and first kisses Part 1...... I nod awake as the old coach snakes into a tunnel, enshrouding me in darkness. Within seconds a pinprick of light reveals itself at one end and expands, popping the train back into daylight. Trees flash by bar code like, as the train rumbles along. In the distance, a sea of green ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lies: 8 of 190

Lies....... I tremble across from you Staring into your big blue eyes, Clenched fist, white knuckled As your tongue unfolds its lies. I grind my teeth together An earthquake in my head, It was just an old friend Is what you bitterly said. My chest a beating drum Pumping hidden rage, You pretend like nothing happened Picking ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The 80's: 1 of 23

Back in the 80's.......... Torn shirts and wild hair Hard rock was a ride, Creating who I was Funky images outside. Drank beer with the boys Journey on the fly, 4x4's and mud In the 80's we got high. Girls by our sides Our spirits were free, Didn't touch that white stuff Addiction I could see. A toupee across my lip Champion...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Infatuation: 3 of 44

Emotional Slave...... I am an emotional slave Chained to infatuation, Dream tormented and confused From your poisonous saturation. I desire a way into your eyes Without them I can never be seen, I am the man across the street Up in the morning, ever so keen. I have slipped into delusion Missing all the wonders of life, Balan...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dancing: 10 of 136

Dancing through my soul........... Electro gyrates through There is a party up in hair, Let loose, undo your shirt Disco eyes stair. I am in the zone Arms this way and that, Rhythm is my dance floor Underneath my hat. Spaghetti noodle legs A trance way to move, Turn it up a bit Pop a pill to groove. Flashing lights consume B...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Infinity: 2 of 25

Infinity........ A soundless bond Between us and time, A chance encounter Or a bigger plan, not mine? It spans our skin, Ever watch a flag? It holds the secret To why life along we drag. It draws us so far To where we desire to go, I wish to see this force Which pulls me to know. One with our soul A way to live forever, An a...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Magic: 3 of 35

Little hands....... Little hands reaching out to me Pulling my heart to ease, Brown eyes of bewilderment Absorbing everything he sees. His palms oh so small Pressing against my face, Every little finger and toe A wiggle worm race. His laughter twists and molds A strawberry raisin of joy, I want to never let him go My cream p...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicide: 42 of 448

Within this suicide A water droplet pounds down into a frozen sheet, which has consumed my bathtub. As I lower myself in, it claws at my naked skin, desperate for bone. Shadows taunt and dance across my bathroom walls, as I grip a red framed picture. My fingertips white and numbing throughout, as i squeeze life out of memori...