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RAINRAIN
by Alice the Gypsy Dove

It's raining now

The rain is slow and slanting
it hits me – cold, like ice
but becomes too warm for rain
by the time it drips from my face
to fall on the ground and shatter
like little silver shards
cascading by my feet

I used to love the rain

I would lift my face when it fell
pouring from the heavens
and laugh and dance among the drops
treating each one as a friend
and showing a side of me unknown to others
my heart would sing out – ringing
its voice harmonizing with each graceling drop

But that's gone now

Ever since that night I danced
the moonlight casting everything in silver
in RAIN3 years ago in Free Verse

I'm sorry I'M SORRY

I'm sorry for the words I've said
The rumors I've spread
The life I've led

I wish I could take it all back
To get back on track
To show the love I lack

Where my heart ought to be
There's only a gap
Where a strong heartbeat should be
There is only a tap… tap….. tap……….

But today is the day that that all will end
And to help you, backwards my back will bend

I will show you the love
That I once lacked

The words I've said, so mean, so cruel
Won't be recalled
But these words anew
Are words for you

I love you, I really do
I love the way you look
And the kind things you do

Your laugh so nicI'm sorry2 years ago in Free Verse

LiddedA heavy lidded petal
droops
'neath a sliver of
the moon.

A hopeful secret
now sleeps
creeping below the
heather and the moss.Lidded6 months ago in Free Verse

The Day RunsYearning
for a time, where

The day runs
beneath dreams hung on the hooks
of leaning boughs.

Where creeping through a
yellow wood is as
foreboding as its silence.

Where soft whispers snag
in gnarled branches, echoing
out their secrets.

A twig snaps-
you are not alone this pale evening.

The day runs with you.The Day Runs7 months ago in Free Verse

Our SeaAcross a sounding board, our sea,
The shiny pools take in the tide.
Were once lay you and also me,
A vast domain both blue and wide.

Ivory clouds enshroud our sea,
A tomb I thought to hold, to hide.
Were once with you (I'll always be),
Beneath the waves, enwrapped abide.

Foamy flotsam wafts on our sea,
Above this surf, the seagulls glide.
I fly for you and you for me,
At last we've set our souls aside.

A painted sunset fades our sea,
The crashing waves at last subside.
I am with you and you with me,
A sandy tomb, my ocean bride.Our Sea1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Still YourselfIf I learned to string a lyre
bend the willow,
light the pyre,
crawling upwards, always higher
could I rest or end my days?

Ceasing never,
bowing onwards
fragrant heather-
meadow grasses.

Lampyrid twinklers of
the rolling field,
tickle my bare arms
and blink effervescent.

Slender pale of ivory
curling upwards,
the slant is pleasing
the jewel of my inner eye.

Whisper softly,
counting slowly lost in the seconds
slipping under the gems
and the North Star.

Holding fast to what I
receive I brush the hair back
from wide knowing eyes
breathing softly, a pleasing fragrance.

The best part of our dance
in the heather 'neath Still Yourself2 years ago in Free Verse

How is it supposed to feel?How is it supposed to feel
When you tell somebody you love them?
Isn't your heart supposed to beat faster
And you feel like it will fly out of your chest
Straight into the other person's arms?
Shouldn't the world stop,
And the only two people who matter
Are you
And the one you love?
Shouldn't the words
" I love you"
hang shining in the air?
Shouldn't you be able to look into the others eyes
And see your self
Because you are their mind
Body
And soul?
Shouldn't you feel like their heartbeat is yours
Beating together
And that's why it stopped
when they first said
' I love you'?
what about the butterflies,
that swarm iHow is it supposed to feel?2 years ago in Free Verse

Lesson LearnedI have kept the bridle on too long,
My voice is raspy and gnarled with un-use.
Words used to spill like a fountain overrun,
How long will it take for my tongue to unloose.

Others pleasure and comfort,
Has always been my only goal.
even if my pain was the cost,
I'd more than gladly pay the toll.

Who deemed me so unworthy,
Of thought, opinion, and attraction?
These chains make me bruise and bleed,
There must be change - I must take action!

For so long I've fought for others,
While my heart and soul were battered.
Wounds deep and festering now,
Beneath this pain, I'm totally shattered.

I am locked away,
Yet I alone hold the key.Lesson Learned2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

OlvidoTal vez… me haya ido
Tal vez… solo sea un recuerdo
Pero sigo estando aquí…
Viendo lo que haces, ayudante

Mis ojos rojos… mi pelo blanco
No son lo que me identifica…
Creo… que ya solo me reconocen en fotos…

¿Qué si me importaron las miradas de mis hermanos?
No lo hicieron…
Sigo estando… sigo viviendo…
Lloré en un principio…

Sus rostros sonrientes…
La música, el olor a comida…
Los gritos…
¿Cómo saber cuando es tiempo para irme?

Nunca deje de ser yo…
Tal vez cambie de nombre…
¿Pero para que sirve el nombre?

Olvido2 years ago in Free Verse

Abandono¿Qué fue lo que hice mal?
¿Por qué se fueron?

Aunque sonría…
Lloro…
Mi falsa sonrisa se…
Refleja con tristeza en lo que bebo

Por más sádico que hubiera sido…
... por mas valiente que fui
Nunca…
Estuve preparado para sentir el filo de la soledad

¿A esto se le llama tristeza?
¿Esto es la soledad?

Aunque sea el rey… y tenga todo
Estoy solo…
Todos se fueron…
¡Por favor!... vuelvan…

¿Qué es lo que hace falta para pedir perdón?
¡Ustedes me conocen!
¡Saben como soy!

¿Por qué? ¿Por qué de un Abandono2 years ago in Free Verse

.:Truth:.There's a gust you can't deny
a breath of a Holy man singing through your chest
A truth that blasts around you like the wind
There are tears that need to be cried
and stories left unheard
and people you forget to meet
because you're scared of leaving someone new
with the feeling that you opened them
but you can close them back up
an opened box is opened
and there's a feeling that strides through you
like the day is shutting down..:Truth:.1 month ago in Free Verse

Bottle TreeSlanted blue beams jostle
with verdant rays on the scarred field.

The gentle bends of the
myrtle trees each hold a talisman.

Hollow orbs suspended against
hexes and haints.

Glasses filled with custom-
a spell in the trees.Bottle Tree5 months ago in Free Verse

Gypsy QueenShe was a young one, that gypsy queen of mine,
She wore no crown on her head,
No shoes on her feet.
She danced to the moonlight
And never let it go,
Her movements like water,
Seductive and slow.

She loved all with her gentle hands,
Her gentle heart of stone.
She traveled all around to foreign lands,
Keeping me wrapped around her finger.
She was never one to linger once she was seen.
At least when I knew her, the young gypsy queen.

She held her music as gently as a wounded bird in hand,
But was never one to stand,
Weakness.
For she was a strong one as you can see,
My beautiful gypsy queen.

This is a tale of love,
When I wasGypsy Queen2 years ago in Free Verse

Gypsy girlGypsy girl,
Gypsy girl,
Your mind spins and whirls.
Off again you set,
Haven't found a home just yet.

Your beauty speaks of earth and sun,
But your heart has yet to be won.
For no man, you see,
Can ever tame the magnificent beast.
Your heart that yearns,
For new things to learn.

Gypsy girl,
Gypsy girl,
You dance and sing,
Smile and teach,
Love and wisdom is what you preach,
But still its love that will always be out of your reach.

Where will you go now?
For we all know to a husband you'll never bow.
You like to plant your roots,
But none have proved to be deep enough to hold you.

Gypsy girl,
Gypsy girl,
You want to travGypsy girl1 year ago in Free Verse

Gypsy Boy"Dance"
Slip through my fingers like sand, young one.
Lively like the Earth and fiery as the sun.
You are the forget-me-nots in a wild garden.
Gypsy boy so free, and your heart unharderned.
Going wherever you please, born to wander,
You're the Roma boy born to travel yonder.
Dance, Gypsy boy, dance, turn forever,
Your love is a never ending endeavor,
A journey too great for someone like me
To make and win you over successfully.
I'll always love you, more than you'll ever know.
Dark skinned, delightful in its own magnificent shadow.
I can't ask you to stay, lover of music and life.
I have seen your past, your pain, and your strifGypsy Boy1 year ago in Concrete Poetry

GypsyHair as dark as raven feathers
eyes as green as blades of grass
Dares to perform in any weather
lies through her smile, she has no class

Quick to entertain, she is never tame
cloth and metal freely hug her skin
She dances wild like a flame
beautiful and strong, but apprehension within

Teases you as she twists about
her goal is to make sure all your money is spent
Pulls you close to her, but soon kicks you out
stirred up some trouble, then on her way she wentGypsy2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry

On the Bucket ListGypsy, gypsy read my fortune
It's quite an unusual occurrence
To find one like yourself

Gypsy, I pray you read my palm,
It's quite an unusual one, covered in lines and ageless wrinkles
And I can't help but wonder

Please, Gypsy, please tell me what lies ahead
Tell me about her, yes, her,
Tell me where she leads

Gypsy, it's so confusing
Just tell me how it goes, as I don't have the heart
To carry on the split ends

I beg you, mysterious Gypsy, I don't know who I am
Flash forward five years,
Just to see if I'll be dead.

Gypsy, lay down the cards, I want to know
I see The Lovers, I see The World,
I see The Fool, and I see The On the Bucket List1 year ago in Free Verse

Thicker Than the RainsI know why the dripping dew
falls thicker than the rains,

but who can measure
the thickness of blood,
the sun-gift of our veins?Thicker Than the Rains2 years ago in Free Verse

Off the MapMy life has been uncharted since
I let go of the wheel.

The vast ocean of guilt encircles
a desert of anxieties.

Literally beaten down I've been
taught that my opinions don't matter.

To my horror, I am starting to
believe this, my dignity shrinks.

I strive for the smiles of others
but when I get them, they are fleeting.

I work to the crippling standards imposed
by me for them to see.

The good christian boy, honors student,
volunteer among my guises.

What makes me happy? and will my
moral compass ever stop spinning?

Who wrote the map of my life? Could they
please write a footnote for me to get off?Off the Map2 years ago in Free Verse

.: Four Small Rhyming Poems :.1. Take as many breaths before you go,
Time will say nothing but I told you so
And as I walk, it is my past I tow.

2. She only sees the dark sand, the shadow sand
the water that eats away the misty stars and
those missing times when life was grand.

3. Blood is red and Tears are blue
And it sucks to know I wasted both on you.
My life tedious, tedious with nothing new.

4. His back is made of sunken ships,
where all but her hand curiously dips,
looking for the treasures that slip. .: Four Small Rhyming Poems :.1 month ago in Free Verse

.: Confession :.Should I be afraid to say
that at Eighteen
I want to be so deeply in love
that it hurts to pull apart
from my other?

I don't believe in dating
when we are too young,
or let's just say
that I don't believe in relationships
not structured well by emotion.

I don't approve of couples
that take a day to form
and an hour to break up
and two days to have sex
and break up because
the girl gets pregnant.
I do not approve.

But I want a love so bad in my life.
I want him tall and kind and teaching
and I want him soon, so soon.

I've always believed that I would die
before I turned twenty five
a false belief
proven from nothing, nowhere, no one.
A pr.: Confession :.1 month ago in Free Verse

.: Love :.As if I could miss you
like I miss being saved by a hand made of thorns
I cry into own chest,
a puddle forming
turning into a river,
bleeding down my skin
I am left like the ground when the water freezes over
detached
it hurts, it chokes
I can't breathe
can't breathe
it hurts to think that missing you hurts this much
it hurts to think
it hurts.

But then I remember that I love you
have loved you
will love you for the longest time
a time so long that it's a hundred times longer
than every piece of me rolled out for you to thread
into a net
made to catch you on
but who catches me
when you haven't even unrolled one emotion for me
to catch and.: Love :.2 months ago in Free Verse

TranscendentalismTranscendentalism
Beauty comes in many forms
The best way to draw upon the inner kind
Is to find what makes you happy
Makes you who you are
Hopes dashed and left on the corner
She took her dreams and
Ran
She left her past behind and followed
her inner passion
Following her self-made path
she discovered new life growth and joy
Always considered ugly, not perfect enough,
the opposite of what was expected
She discovered the well of beauty inside her
Tentative at first she soon grew to drawing from
it
In a healthier form of addiction than she was used to
She has made her own successes
fallen down at times
But she got right back up and began anew
Strength is what she exudes
And the beauty of life is her drink
So far is she from her past
It feels like a different time
The time of life-ending thoughts
never-ending loneliness
lost in a world where she was invisible
focus on failures
which were many:
No longer defines her
She has begun anew
Feeding on creativity
Joy
and nouveau beauty
She has bTranscendentalism1 year ago in Free Verse

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