Free Writing - Poems That Are by People Like You!

Many people think that writing is a way to escape, yet others are so deep into writing that other activities have to pull them from their pen and paper. I can only hope that while visiting this site, you find yourself lost in your own mind writing what comes natural. Not because I, nor anyone, needs to hear it, but because in order to live you must say it. Your mind can be hectic and thought traffic may clutter your cognitivity. Release yourself. Be who you can not be. Change yourself with your own inspirational thoughts and stories. I have written a poem to open the door to comments, more poems, even people who want to share just how much they hate it. As long as your fingers are moving.

Someone...?

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Someone you trust, someone you love.

Free Writing - Poems That Are by People Like You!

Someone you lust, as rare as a dove.

Someone who cares, and someone who cries,

when you're down and out, with tears in your eyes.

Someone who wants you, for all the right reasons.

Not someone who changes, upon all the seasons.

I carry to bed, the thought of her smile.

Through all of the fighting, it's what makes it worth while.

Why is it, that this person I can't find.

I know I'm not helpless, I know I'm not blind.

It seems who I want, is out of my league.

But those who want me, I just can't see.

I just can't breath, without you there.

I know you can hear me, I know you're somewhere.

Just show yourself, please don't hide.

Please let me come in, it's pouring outside!

Please come out, and look into my eyes.

And know then, we're not all based off lies.

Not all living dies, with tears in pretty eyes.

It's just a suit, I'm not a spy.

Just let me show you, I'm not that bad.

Don't let those other guys, make you so sad.

Let me be myself, so that you can see.

That what you really need, is a pile of me.

But that's all I am, just a big pile.

I need reconstruction, I need reconcile.

So please be the one, to rebuild my strength.

To better my life, and give it more length.

I'm not out to ruin, I'm not out to hurt.

You're just too perfect, in that pretty flower skirt.

So what do you say, would you give me a shot?

Because I'll give you what you need, if you accept all I've got....

-- Worth Joseph Stroud IV

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Endless Helix - Such an Inspirational Composition of Haiku Verses and Short Poems

The first half of the book is excellent! In the first half of Endless Helix, by Ban'ya Natsuishi of the World Haiku Association, he uses a series of haiku poems to unleash a menagerie of stimulants for the senses. He invokes sight and touch; also seeing, hearing, and tasting, with words such as "spreading of the fountain" to "noise of saw," then "rich colors of nothing," along with "sunflower fields," followed by "roar of laughter," and "peach tree in full bloom." The haiku selection paints life in various stages which positively impact the senses.

Understanding imagery is uplifting. The imagery he invokes in the mind of the reader is priceless. It also shows the quality of his poetic craft. For example, the contrasting of "rainbow and darkness," to "snow roots amidst jet-black mud," and "fog is the sigh of the sun," stretches the imagination and allows the mind to reach for new domain as if one is traveling the galaxy and exploring the Milky Way.

The second half of the book reaches out to the reader in many ways. In the second half of Endless Helix, Ban'ya uses dreams in a concrete manner to stimulate the mind. The figurative language of the wind as a metaphor could not shake his foundation as it blows through openings. This signifies strength to withstand the elements and the test of time. The flowing of water invokes cleansing and rebirth after an arduous journey, just like a newborn baby experiencing its first refreshing drips for cleansing. One is also able to understand the art of massage and meditation as captivating metaphors signifying peace.

During the finally section of the book, as he walks against the wind on a New York street, he reminds us of the golden fruit, angels, and God in his own style, while feeling the rays from the rising of the naked sun above the East River. What an awesome conclusion for this timeless haiku series! In a sense, it concludes like the Endless Helix, as it travels through time and space touching on generational lifelines. This is a great book for all readers and cultures. Ban'ya Natsuishi is located at: http://www.worldhaiku.net