For the second installment of Poetry Thursday, I thought it would be nice to do some free verse poems. There are no rules in free verse… it is free. 🙂
Here are three poems that my mind dreamed up when my pen slipped.
I stood alone in shallow waters
Many would drown in.
I stood alone under a clear sky
Many couldn’t see under.
I stood alone in a room of people
Many wouldn’t talk to.
I stood alone waiting for things
Many had already given up on.
I stood alone…
I should have stood with you.
Oh, how simple it is
To fall in love.
You take a deep breath,
Lean in close,
Trusting with or without reason,
And hope it’s not the ground
That catches you.
The dripping faucet
Provides a steady beat
In the quiet bathroom devoid of sound.
In the corner rarely traveled to,
A black widow weaves her web.
She traps flies like they’re spies already on death row,
Tracing their stories into her web,
Weaving away to the beat of the faucet.
The faucet drips continuously,
Dripping the same sound on repeat,
Until the Human comes,
Turns it all the way off.
The spider thinks the water’s run out.
She pauses in her weaving.
The drum-like dripping beat
Had always kept her going,
Much like a heartbeat.
The human noticed the spider,
Took off a shoe,
And ended yet another heartbeat.