Free Verse: Bonnie Bell

Free verse poetry, “Bonnie Bell.”

On Saturday, I awoke to the news that my young niece of 40 passed away to liver failure. It broke my heart, she suffered from depression, everyone tried to help, but she fell deeper into a black hole. For myself, when I hurt inside, pouring my emotions into poetry helps me heal. I only wished I could have helped her see there is light.

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Yesterday,
another red rose fell.
Once filled with
crimson red.
Petals held a storm,
for too long.
Passage of roots,
drowned in darkness
I didn’t say goodbye and wanted to.

My heart knows not of the time, clues not seen of the depth of pain, like a dry sponge soaking rain. The eyes tell their own story—lacking luster, the spark of life when happiness is the red rose in full bloom.

We’ll gather,
the fallen petals
and dry them,
into memories
place them in
sculpted, floral glass
dish of potpourri
I’ll always remember,
the scent of your perfume.

  • This one for you my dear sweet red rose, Bonnie!

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
| Bonnie Bell|
An urban free verse poetry

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Urban Free Verse: Little Giggles of Yesterday

In this urban free verse poetry, “Little Giggles of Yesterday.”

I’m changing it up today with a meditative, thriller poetry, I’m trying to be a little versatile. A woman is out for a nature walk, when she comes upon an old oak tree in the middle of an open field, she takes rest there…when she is overcome with a heartbreaking emotion, the breeze speaks to her of little giggles and children. Hope you enjoy the digital art piece with double exposure and this little urban free verse poetry.

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Urban Free Verse Poetry: Little Giggles of Yesterday

Like leaves rustling in a breeze
I could hear them.

A heaviness in my heart:
my first feeling of their presence standing
under an old oak tree.

It feels broken-hearted. Strained under emotion.
(Strained and not a leaf.)

Little giggles of yesterday, ones you want back.

My sincere hearted compassion is acute
to its sadness: like a mare (female horse) standing
over a dead foal.

How I’ve come to hear voices from a grave?

Little whispers in the swaying branches
bearing leaves, I feel your childlike song,
like soft wisps of air.

Is there a story in your silence?
Fatal touches crawl across my cheeks.
Goosebumps rise.
I can hear you, yet you’re not there.

This tree holds your answers.

Today, the sky is gray, shrouded
clouds hold tears, beckoning
the outcry of injustice.

The once life of two now lies beneath my feet;
Roots keep your secrets. Somewhere in history,
you both existed.

These answers I seek. Who are You?

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
| Little Giggles of Yesterday |
An urban free verse poetry

 

 

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Free Verse; Boxes. Sun Fingers. Hot Liquid.

Free verse poetry, “Boxes. Sun Fingers. Hot Liquid.”

Sometimes life puts one in situations, not of choice, learning lessons is the story of unfolding. Maybe it is a new calling…and had you not experienced personal hardship you would have never found your true calling. Are you listening? A free verse poetry and digital piece to emphasize depth.

Life a Pendulum

I was there at a point in life. I was going through a challenging relationship, and in it, I found I had the voice to write words and tell a story of emotions. The relationship ended, but I found my true self. My voice, my strength to speak out-loud and be heard.

Free verse poetry: Boxes. Sun Fingers. Hot Liquid.

Breathing soul,
do you still question?

You once slept
in cardboard boxes
on a cracked concrete
that held skyscrapers.

It was cold.

Sun fingers brought
warmth…to tattered blankets
and wherever you slept,
that path
held it’s paintings.

Some mornings
an aluminum cylinder was
left with yesterday’s
morsels for screaming tummy.

And sometimes was nothing.

Breathing soul,
isn’t it lovely—

you now sit beside
bright window…
With etchings of beauty.
Hot steaming liquid
to pour down a throat.

Life paints boxes. Sun fingers. A Hot liquid of how small it taste but enjoyable.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
|Boxes. Sun Fingers. Hot Liquid.|
A free verse poetry

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Free Verse: Almost a Spec of Nothing

A free verse poetry, “Almost a Spec of Nothing.”

When death sits at your doorstep and knocks one too many times. It is the knowledge that we occupy life only briefly. Something happens when you die, and come back when you are allowed to breathe, to see, to inhale tender fragrances again. That’s when one begins to believe in hope and desire of being alive.

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Free verse poetry: Almost a Spec of Nothing

Of green moss that grows on old age trees.
I see a path of rocks, of debris to somewhere,
old stumps still standing, leaves overhead,
blue scattered pieces of sky
flying hawks screech, soaring for their next warm take out dinner.
What calls to me from the standing timbers?
With this breath of hope and desire.
I squint at sun rays stretching fingers, over and around, through.
I am almost a spec of nothing, a nonentity.
I fought to be here as an “almost”.
I breathe and inhale hope.
I refused to leave this world.
I am all the breaths of those before me,
who went to heaven just to come back again.
With his touch and whispers, he said quietly; “You have to stay!”
And whom am I to disagree?

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
|Almost a Spec of Nothing|
A free verse poetry

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Poetry – Silence Speaks Words

In this free verse poetry “Silence Speaks Words

One can feel the pain of loss, of the weight of the heaviness, felt in the heart. In the poem below, I try to describe that loss I felt when I lost my husband to bone cancer. I wanted to fill his lungs again with air, to strip the pain he had suffered going through this cancer. I watched each day as it stole the very essence of life from him. It left me in awe of how precious life is, to enjoy every moment you can take to breathe, to laugh, to love.

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I believe silence has words.
Uttered in a defiance of a void.
A black hole.
It’s not the noise that will haunt you.
But that space which carries more weight,
then a rock itself.

It’s the things not said.
It’s the things of time.
The things that slowly fade.

Without that weighted word of goodbye!
It’s the last breath you can’t bring back.
Wishing lungs would fill with air.
The eyes are overflowing.
And the heart is breaking in two.
Silence DOES speak words.
And a part of you remains.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
|Silence Speaks Words|
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