Adventerous poems on Hello Poetry

Marian Apr 2013

Purrfection is in the smallest
Warmest purrs
Which kittens love to give
And it is a sign that they are happy
Purrfection is in the smallest kitten
Which brings joy to its new life
And joy to the world
Purrfection is in the smallest mouse
Which cats and kittens love to pounce upon
Quite playfully
Purrfection is dinnertime
When kittens and cats are called to eat
Their daily meals
And gracefully lick their lips
With each dainty bite
Purrfection is in their adventerous spirit
When they love to wander
But of course it isn't purrfection
When they roam too far away from home
Or never return at all
Purrfection is dancing with the butterflies
And pouncing upon green grass
Which all cats all ages love to do
Purrfection is laying upon master
Or mistress's lap
Or basking in the sun
Purrfection to cats is all things
And for me it's the simplest things

*~Marian~

Michael Parish Sep 2013

running geo tarps across the out field

long agonizing nites
Spent running like
Dog show enthuisists
The ukanuba muts (our crew)
Have names
And cold plates of
Meat loaf waiting
For them
When the noise
Of old boots
Warns the couch
About our irival
ill be away from
Home some where
Adventerous like the
Green hills of affrica (Hemmingways worst knovel)
Getting the perfect
Shot on the rhino three hundread
Yards away in the straw grass
Watering hole.
He falls like frozen patatoes
And my day closes
Half full
Half golden like
Whiskey on
The burning slopes
Of tacomas
Blue collared ridges.
Flooding the flood
Of endless floods
Inside my nitecaps
Hidden shot glass.
Thats the only way
We all sleep before
Tomorow brings out
Our best jokes.
The only pride we
Can find after
To many hours of
Half finished sandwhiches
So we can make room
And stare into
The welcoming fridge.
Good nite tacoma
I need all the double
Shifts we can get
Before we all find a new
Paying gig.

Lily Hasler Nov 2012

Adventerous

There are so many things
Out in this world
So many adventures
Waiting to happen

I want to take the risks
I want to be that person
Who tried
Who lived
Who thought the unthinkable
I could be that person
I just have to get out of high school first

jeffrey conyers Jul 2012

To Deny You

To deny I love you.
Would be like denying my name?
Everything about you impresses me.

Your attitude.
And even your changing mood.

To deny I love you.
Is like denying the truth.
So I admit.
I love everything about you.

Notice the love stories that passes many by in life.
Simply because they were afraid to be adventerous.
Afraid of the event that might affect them deeply.

And with you.
My love goes deeply.

Still, to deny I admire you.
Would only affect me?
All because of the happiness you have show to me.

Heather Moon Jan 2015

Untamed

We are the wild cats
We are the black winged ones
We are the light soaring ones
We are the free ones
The jungle vine swinging ones
With deep souls of fiery passion

We are the howlers
the grizzly sizzly growlers
Prowling our desires
We are yearning with an ancient burning
We are fire
Sacred fire
Untamed fire
We are risers
We are seekers
We are destroyers
Wanderers

We are the branch twisting
Tongue hissing
Cackly
Wild
Wild ones

Roots that tear rocky granite open
To stretch into the innermost
To reach into the bubbly
molten lava
Core
Of our cardinal sins...

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Electric galaxies
Zapping through veins of static hair
We are the witch sisters
Stormin' swarmin' transformin'  explorin' roarin'
Stirring up a *** of sinister magic
We are the atrocious
We... are the wise
We are the... ruthless

We are...
A different kind of guardian

We are cats
Hungry
So, so hungry with longing
For the deep, deep,
Soul quakin'
Earth shakin'
Rumbling
Mountain movin'
Screaming volcanic eruption
Of untamed Passion

We are the ones
who caught hold of the sun,
left flaming
in our courageous hands.

We are
Restless hearts with lighted torches
Who shall run
For centuries upon centuries
Carving
our feet into the soil

We are the feathered tips
That wing into the crying sky

We are the ripe
Youthful
Laughing ones
Jovial
Free ones

The adventurers
the adventerous
The unquenchable
The mysterious

The stalking
The silent

The Venomous,
whose bite
will make you one of us,
Thirsty
So
so
very
Very Thirsty..

We are blood lustin'
***** stompin'
Vampires
With never ending desire

We are the cape wearing
Dracula
With flaring bats

We are absolutely MAD!!
MAD MAD MAD
to the bone!!!

And...

...all alone...

Scaring away those afraid

Of what lies at the centre
of that storm
Oh but we primordial spirits know
We have been versed in this dance
We have sung these songs
We have spun these flames
and
Even if
we cannot fathom,
Our bones shall unwillingly guide  us
Pull us
to that place,
To the center
Of this storm.

For that is where
the truest light exists.
There lies,
The absolute,
The unquestionable,
The silent
Mother.
She waters our fires
(A gentle sizzling hum),
She melts us,
into her soothing oceans.

We are ( I say in earnest whispers) the wild ones
who run
run
       run
               run
                            naked
until starry eyed skies
make love
to daybreak

And
raspy sunrises
fold over yawns
Like soft warm blankets

Kittens once again
Bathing in the great
and
mighty
womb
Of all
creation.

Bathing...
in the
Ethereal
bliss
Of
Silence.

Dakota Schmidt Sep 2010

Beauty

Gentle waves caressing the shore,
Soft calls from the birds.
The smell of salt overwhelming me,
As little fish explore the ocean floor.

So many different versions of
Beauty surround me.
Young children playing,
Colorful flowers,

The buzzing of an adventerous bee.
You see,
There is more to this
Than meets the eye.

To some beauty is the appearance,
And to others it's the simple
Way a loved one says goodbye.
Beauty can come to you as

You become older,
As well as when you are young.
No one can judge you for your
Interpretation of beauty,

Because beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.

Cinnam Muscat May 2011

I dreamt

Mighnight my desire,
Darkness my soul.
No one to share my music with,
I stand here all alone

I've seen a form in my mind's eye,
One whom no one dares defy.
No face did I see,
I do not know who it could be,
And though I do not know him,
He knows me.

I'd give much to find him
And explore the night sky.
To learn the dark secrets,
And lead an adventerous life

Some say heaven's the ideal place to be,
But what if perfection traps me?

I'd like something different,
Something new,
Something that's kind to few.

A place where only my rules apply,
A place I can stretch my legs and laugh.

I'd give much for a midnight life,
A world not of gold, a world of silver.

Ky Philbilly May 2015

Just another day?

Blessed with another day
New adventures to reveal
But only if we live it
Not just as time we have to ****

Make the most of every second
On your face keep a smile
Make it all exciting
Live a life that is worthwhile

You say it's only Tuesday
Just another day of your work week
But anything can be made adventerous
If adventure you should seek

So live today in zeal
Live it for all it's worth
Because you never know my friend
It could be your last ever on this Earth.

grey Dec 2019

Adventerous

As we rode our bikes,
through the fresh air,
along the beach,
through the woods,
through the fields,
but not everything has
a happy ending.
The fresh air soon becomes humid.
The beach becomes flooded.
The woods become filled with thorns.
The fields are perfect places for tornadoes.
Not everything has a bad ending.
The fresh air makes you breathe easy.
The beach has a beautiful sunset.
The forest has a wonderful breeze.
The field makes you feel so small and free.

tomkrutilla Jan 2013

Untitled

i often wonder of the rituals of life, the awakenings, the motions, the bending to the masters
the never ending quest of what?
am i better for this, shall i trudge on, up stream, like the salmon, only to be eaten by the bear
do i dare change course, take that chance, do i have that adventerous d. n. a.
will the winds take me here, then there, and is there were i can settle my thoughts
take root, build something of my importance, would anyone care
i'm the top shelf looking down on all you creatons, laughing, smiling, beating my chest
daring you to join me, can you handle this. i'm the chosen one, or so it seems
but even up here the rituals start again, and i long for were i was, with all of you
not this false facade of power and glory, for i have found that quest of what
and it is with the love from my friends, forever

Ryan Gonzalez Dec 2016

Abuse

"What's wrong?"
"Nothing"

When I think too much
the flashbacks come
my adventerous neurons
deep in my hippocampus
digging through like
macabre antique finders:

I hear shouting
insults glide towards me
like a puck
on a shuffle board
titled "Gaslight"

I see a raised palm
threatening to slap me
a slow moving computer
that needs to cool down

I hear her mock:
"Why don't you just leave?"
inarticulate in describing
the theft of my free-will
absolutely stuck like
a figure on a foosball table

The present catches me
and I hear again
"What's wrong?"

I want to say what's wrong
but that would take time

Would take gaining trust slowly
like filling up a bucket
from a faucet plugged with rust

Would take breaking of
improperly healed fractures
before treatment can soothe me

Would take time spent crying
to release pressure, my body
like overinflated tires

Would take going to that
dark closet called abuse

Would take risking everything
and losing it all again

Phoenix Jan 2018

Love Sick Puppy

A random hello
A single how are you
Caused a snowball effect

We talked more
We laughed
And flirted
Or maybe the last part
Was just me

And you figured it out
My conversations with you
Sparked my curiosity
And I craved knowing you more

I talked to you
Whenever I had the chance
Before bed
After school
On my work break

You were always there
You were always ready to talk
You said you liked to talk
So that's what we did
We talked
For hours and hours

Then you pieced it together
You figured it out
And I hadn't even meant to show you
You found my burried heart
Where I hid my true feelings

I panicked inside
I sent countless texts
Apologizing and trying to play it off
I suggested to forget about it
But you said something that caught me off guard

You asked me out
You asked me to go to dinner
You said you wanted to get to know me

I panicked inside even more reading that
Because I didn't know
I didn't know what to do
Or what to say
Or how to reply

I simply stated
I would love to
But you have to ask for my dad's permission
And you said ok

And I was baffled
I screeched
And I threw my phone
And panicked on the outside

Now here we are
Talking
Flirting
Getting to know each other

You've been on my mind a lot
You've been causing me distractions
You've been the first thought when I wake up
And the last thought when I go to bed

I'm not sure what to do
Because I don't like being vulnerable
Yet here I am
Cautious yet adventerous

So shall we see?
See where this leads?
See how our paths will overlap?

Grace Ann Sep 2018

RBF

I wish I was someone who took risks instead of calculated safe
I wish I could be spontaneous money worthless
Instead I'm careful and blunt
I am selfish to those who don't know me well
Resting ***** face is my second name
If you invite her she will back out
we're not worth her time
my time is instead spent lying on my bed reading a book I've read a hundred times over
because leaving and doing something takes so much out of me
I can't live wrecklessly
I can't be adventerous
I am too much impulse control
here take some of mine
I don't need it
I don't want it
I don't want this

Madeleine Apr 2018

Never lost

Don't think of yourself as lost
But on an adventerous detour

#adventure

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