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walk

you can walk alone into the woods

-yet you are never alone

follow where your spirit leads

look with wide eyes at the beauty surrounding you

listen with intent, all forms of life hum around you

breathe in the freshness and let it cleanse you

let nature’s verdant intuition gently wrap you in it’s tender tendrils

until peace takes root

~Melanie Thomason

5/17/2020

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Fine and dandy

 

how wonderful, how wild and free they say

before using their cruel fingers to crush delicate petals

no screams, no tears come to reward their viciousness

just a raw moaning deep within that remains unheard

what need? what want drives this savagery?

they bruise skin, yet recall it fondly

and when they blow away seeds and wish me away

do they know my roots are still strong?

do they know I will survive this storm too?

~Melanie Thomason

05/03/2020

 

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I remember once… ~NaPoWriMo Day 30

I remember once…

when I thought

I knew more

than I know now

I remember once…

when I thought

dreams could come true

and that love was real

I remember once…

when I thought

all of this mattered

much more than it actually does

I remember once…

when I believed

you

~Melanie Thomaon

04/30/2020

 

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HIStorian ~NaPoWriMo Day 29

oh, ladies

much do we owe to the noble HIStorians

it is no small task to rewrite what actually happens

into a new flattering HIStory

do not take for granted the effort taken

to paint us as vile oleander succubus

~Melanie Thomason

4/29/2020

 

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wither ~NaPoWriMo Day 28

 

My world/words

Wither on the vine

Never to blossom

Never to bear fruit

Without fertile soil and

Ample sunshine

Needed to thrive

 

~Melanie Thomason

4/28/2020

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Knock ~NaPoWriMo Day 27

Was that a knock?, or am I hearing things, again?

I swear I might be cracking up

or maybe it is that dastardly bird Poe went on and on about.

Maybe it’s time I make a break for it.

But I know the romance of being on the highway is fiction…

I know things don’t always go smoothly

…at least not for me,

never for me.

I know that there are scary things out there

including the freedom I seek.

“Should I stay or should I go” I once again ask myself

and isn’t that a song?

I know I should go…

but my steel resolve crumples like aluminum foil.

Maybe I am all bluster and bravado after all.

Maybe I can only stomach the outside world in small bites;

a spoonful of indigo sky, a pinch of grass, a sliver of moon.

I shake my head to dispel these thoughts

and soothe myself with a nice hot cup of Earl Grey.

So once again, for today, I am staying

Maybe one day I’ll go

and maybe then I’ll stop hearing this infernal knocking on the door.

 

~Melanie Thomason

4/27/2020

 

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What are we going to do about it? ~NaPoWriMo Day 26

strangled by a smog

of hate,

greed

and inequality

birds of Peace

p

l

u

m

m

e

t

from our toxic sky

as un-ripe fruit

lacking nutrients & sunlight

prematurely fall

from overburdened trees

 

What are we going to do about it?

 

~Melanie Thomason

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Time ~NaPoWriMo Day 25

 

Another day blurs into another day

The days of the week meaningless

The calendar on the wall insignificant

The hours pass by without relevance

Clocks with hands that tick off the minutes

and those with digital displays both prove useless

Time is a human construct after all

~Melanie Thomason

4/25/2020

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