Poems from Freebird986

Writing is a passion that I harbor in a bottle too often. It's hard for me to express my words out in the open with out stuttering, or losing what I want to say. For me, poems capture what the heart can't say out loud. Poetry helps those thoughts become heard and I am more than willing to hear others as well.
Along the road of the merciless my feet bare, cut, callused drifting upon the dirt The itch I have long chased has been a millennia  Making...
Vines in between my palms Clouded the thoughts of an unattainable scheme Accompany a seemingly harmless pirouette crashing to the tear...
Hazed silence/   Hazed silence of the drip of water/   Hot steam trails that hit the frigid pavement/   Heavy pants of closure   cascading...
Leaves fall off into the world below Like how raindrops kiss the pavement and asphalt  Leaving a trail of existence that will soon disperse...
Raining on through the cloudy days Staining the tainted window sills  Mother nature's song that played  Flashes that crashed through sky's...

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