Tag Archive: Free Verse


Iced Heart

Iced Heart

Water streams to the ground, unevenly.
As icicles drip from the gentle warming of her heart.
Where once it was cold and beat for none.
Now it awakens from a deep slumber.
As stirring emotions shake it awake.
A simple touch was all that was needed.
To break a spell that she had thought impossible.
She was told of what was to happen,
but brushed it away like a nuisance.
A still picture of pure beauty,
her wavy, flowing mane caught in movement.
A simple smile, hides behind ice as she appears blissful.
A single Rose as red as a candy apple is graceful held in her small hands.
He touches her face softly, afraid that touching would break her.
His memories of brushing touches, smiles and shared laughter, ring through his head.
He steps away slowly as tears fill his eyes.
Just as he turns away he hears it.
Drip,drip,drip,drip.
Not knowing what to say he watches in amazement as the ice melts away.
First the numbness disappears from her legs and slowly creeps up the rest of her body.
Until at last she’s just a wet mess.
She tests out her shaky legs and looks at him.
He does not waste a moment and sweeps her up in his enveloping way.
She weeps into his shoulder “I should have listened, followed my heart to you”.
He whispered softly “All that matters is that you found your way back”.
In that moment, their love pronounced right and true, they promise to never part.
Her heart, which once was frozen, was thawed by her love for him.
He carries her away to freedom as the sun fades below the horizon.

Copyright Corbie Sinclair 2012

Music

Music

When cesspools of anger blister at your center and pits of sorrow threaten to engulf your being.
When indifference climbs within and excitement shakes you from head to toe.
What is there to soothe your restless soul?
Drifting upon the air, waves of rhythm and melody enter your ears.
Warm your heart, dry the cesspits that bubble deep.
Bathe your overheated engine in the gentle cascading of notes.
When sorrow darkens the brightest of days, let calming voices fill your heart with a rush of joy.
When indifference claims the day,
live and breathe in the artistry of the music industry.
When enthusiasm writhes and wishes to escape, let it out and share with the world your music.
Feel the beat, moving freely with passion just as if no one was watching.
Like a Nightingale, sing with your beautifully unique voice, as if no one else is listening.
Live life through the eyes of music, if only just for a moment.

Copyright Corbie Sinclair 2011

This is my One Shot Wednesday poem for this week. Its a free verse poem that i chose to do this week based upon my love of music. Please join me in reading and commenting on other wonderfully artistic poets at, http://www.onestoppoetry.com. Happy anniversary One Stop Poetry. I am so fortunate to be able to celebrate with you all on this day. Thank you Leslie, Pete, Brian, Adam, Jessica, Claudia, Gay and Chris for all that you have done through the year. I have learned so much and had a great time with you all. It is with your love and dedication that One Stop is what it is today. Thank you very much.

Raven

Raven
Raven who stole the light from grandfathers grasp, you could have asked, but instead you chose to trick us.
Corvo, in a fairy tale stricken dead upon an ivory atone, a story of a brothers love and of perils vast that he must face.
Rave, seven in all, cursed to bird form, on the day their sister was born.
Tales of woe, heartache and death plague this glossy onyx bird of flight.

Hrafi, looking into your eyes, see intellegence peeking through.
Korp, are we mistaken about your true identity?
Corbeau, you proudly watched over Dieties?
Raaf, is it true you can lead men to deer?
Corbie, you have a dark history.
Cuervo, your history also light.
Raven you are a mystery.

Copyright Corbie Sinclair 2011

This is my entry for One Shot Wednesday. It’s a poem about the Raven. There are three separate stories in the beginning and each phrase that starts with Raven is a translation in another language. Please join me in reading some wonderful works from fantastic writers at: http://www.onestoppoetry.com. One Shot Wednesday starts at 5pm EST.

Tiger Eye

Tiger Eye
Look into my golden eyes, what do you see?
Tall grasses swaying, dancing in the breeze.
Crystal water cascading down weathered rocks.
Prey peering into the woods, seeking, searching for danger.
As I hungrily stalk them down.
The hunt, a vicious game between predator and prey.
A battle everyday.
Do you hear that?
Swish, swish as the wind brushes gently against the bamboo.
The soft padded steps of my love coming closer.
A rumbled greeting that beckons her to me.
A night of passion leads to little ones to come.
We part ways until next year.
Well at least that’s what she thinks, as I’m always watching.
Do you smell that wondrous smell?
Sweet grass calling to herbivores in every direction.
Crisp air refreshing to my nose.
Flowering plants tickle the senses as the suns rays reveal them basking in it’s glow.
That was yesterday….
Now look into my clouded eyes, what do you see?
Burned skeletons of trees that once stood.
Still shadows litter the ground.
We become the prey as I herd my love and the cubs to safety.
Red runs down fur, orange upon black stripes.
Do you smell the putrid stink?
Death and decay drench the nose, as unwanted carcasses are fading away.
A metalic scent layers the back of throats.
As stomachs twist and turn.
Do you hear what I heard?
The song of fear escalting into a symphony.
As terror echos in the air.
Cries trail away from the scene.
Now I lie underfoot on a gleaming hardwood floor.

Copyright Corbie Sinclair 2011

This is my latest contribution to One Shot Wednesday at One Stop Poetry. Everyone is invited! Come read some wonderful poems or enter one of yours at http://www.onestoppoetry.com. One shot Wednesday starts at 5pm EST time on Tuesdays.

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