Poetry Hides

In the white cloud I breathe out on a cold day.

In the creaky floorboard to the left of my bed.

Hiding behind my Mom’s freckles.

In the way my shoelaces drag on wet pavement.

Quivering in the tears that fall when pain cannot be contained.

Shining in the ebony eyes of my ragged teddy bear.

In the bounce of a trampoline.

In the stubby hand of my baby brother when he yawns and squeezes my

finger.

In the scribbled scars on my arms that remind me of how far I had

fallen, and how high I have risen.

In the honey-smooth memory of a hug from my favourite person.

In the crunch of bark under my bare feet when I reach the highest 

branch of a tree I had never climbed before.

In the shatter of glass when I’m tired of being perfect.

Floating behind the foggy mirror after a shower.

In the frayed hole of my blankie that’s too precious to fix.

Squished under a dog pile of cousins.

Residing beside the boogey man hiding behind my closet door.

In the smoothness of a pen held in my fingers.

Vibrating in the cool metal ridges of my guitar strings.

The clatter of a million pieces when my heart hits the floor.

Reviews

[MOON]

Beautifully penned and inspired write.

[AleyshaRosa]

Thanks, Moon =]

[Faffy]

i cant quite place my finger on why i just love this. i just read it and it just fills me with a multitude of emotions. thank you so much it was great to stumble upon this! keep up the great work ! =)

-roshan

[AleyshaRosa]

Thanks Roshan for the flattering review =]
Much appreciated

[GypsyAlien3303]

I once read a crap book called Fifty Shades (if you tell anyone that I'll unfriend you! :P) and in it is the line, "Raising the ordinary to the extraordinary." I loved that line because I think you can get a great story out of little things. Just because they don't have a consciousness, doesn't mean they don't have a history or a story. If you look closely, there is beauty there.
I thought this was great. :)

[AleyshaRosa]

Thanks
(no worries, I read the crap book too xD)
I love people watching, everything watching and trying to find the story behind. You should try it sometime, you'd surprise yourself, I'm sure.
Beauty is everywhere, we all just need to find it; find the beauty in the ugly.

[B-poet]

Poetry has been hidden within every poetic line that was written here by you. Great job. I really enjoyed reading your poem. :)

[AleyshaRosa]

Thank you so much Bpoet =]]
Your views/reviews are much appreciated

[RachelReaper]

"Hiding behind my Mom’s freckles." is a very interesting line to read and stuck out to me to read. Niceness!

[AleyshaRosa]

Thanks Rachel. =]
Also one of my favourtie lines.
And

In the shatter of glass when I’m tired of being perfect.

[Pi Cee]

I love it. Great piece. =)

[AleyshaRosa]

Thanks Pi Cee

[Pi Cee]

Anytime.

[Poison Ivy]

brilliant!

[AleyshaRosa]

Thanks PI =]

[Gina]

Really, like it...

[AleyshaRosa]

Thanks, Gina

[Gina]

No prob, it is really good.

[Jack Reaper]

*runs to do all these things so as to be inspired*
its oh so true, poetry hides within, seemingly, the most random events of ones day. this has caused me to think back at things ive written over the years, and ideas for inspiration. very thought provoking, atleast to my wanderous mind. i love it.

[AleyshaRosa]

This poem probably took about a month or two to write just because I wrote as the events came... It was strange, really. Because in moments like that, it feels like I just want to write about every specific detail of THAT moment, but... when I stepped and back looked at everything as one.... *sigh*
Anyway, thanks =]

[NathanBlackie]

Is this about inspiration? how you find internal things through the external.

[AleyshaRosa]

Hit the nail on the head, Nathan.