Exceptional Free Verse One Thousand Cranes : Seeds of Love by Gypsy Blue Rose

Suppress river of tears, I don’t want to cry today. Nothing is going to change, so why give a damn? My thoughts ride, tumultuous  aquamarine waves. And my yearning glides with the northern wind. From my innermost gust, seeds rain over arid land, as I pray for sprouting buds,  to grow in my mending heart.     Author Notes FREE VERSE is an open form of poetry, which in its modern form arose through the French vers libre form. It does not use consistent meter patterns, rhyme, or any musical pattern. It thus tends to follow the rhythm of natural speech. Gypsy "The poet waits quietly to paint the unsaid." Atticus arid = without moisture; extremely dry Girl picking flowers picture by John William Waterhouse

© Copyright 2024. Gypsy Blue Rose All rights reserved. Gypsy Blue Rose has granted FanStory.com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.