Bianca Free


Bianca Free Poems

1. Pensive Hour 8/27/2011
2. Of No Consolation 9/7/2011
3. These Waves 9/20/2011
4. Mathematical Mystery 10/14/2011
5. Sleep 10/17/2011
6. Rigged 10/26/2011
7. Songs 11/2/2011
8. Tinker 11/16/2011
9. Spiralling 12/2/2011
10. Better Days 12/2/2011
11. Odds 12/19/2011
12. Wilted Rose 12/19/2011
13. Trapped 1/11/2012
14. I Need Change 2/13/2012
15. Asphyxia, Death, Repair 2/17/2012
16. Summer Come, Winter Appear 2/18/2012
17. Fighting! 3/5/2012
18. Ruthless Rain 3/5/2012
19. My Sky 3/7/2012
20. Little Matters 3/10/2012
21. Too Much To Bare 3/26/2012
22. Grains Of Sand. 4/1/2012
23. Yesterdays Ago 4/5/2012
24. When 4/5/2012
25. Dallying 4/18/2012
26. Sorrys 4/19/2012
27. Anticipation 4/24/2012
28. Dry 4/25/2012
29. Old (Haiku) 4/25/2012
30. A Tortured Soul 5/23/2012
31. I'M Done 6/2/2012
32. Intensities 3/12/2012
33. The Gold Under The Grime 3/19/2012
34. Live 6/22/2012
35. Drifting Or Drowning, Either Way 6/24/2012
36. Insanity 6/26/2012
37. Other Endings 7/16/2012
38. Downer 8/5/2012
39. They Roll By 9/8/2012
40. Sin 9/18/2012
Best Poem of Bianca Free

つ ぼ み Buds

I search in people of varying status
for a seed of humanity.

In some I suspect there to be a bud
and a sun be shining down upon it,
Water be poured out on it,
feeding and nourishing it to greater life.

Others I assume will have matured growth,
singing of the blisses spring has swept along,
reaching to others, spreading its song,
and strengthening those that have yet to bloom.

But then there are those
that I do not understand,
no matter how strong my wish is to know.
Their dirt holds a seed, but the dark overshadows it
and the rain is ...

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The Ceremony

Songs that our hearts, break,
that always make
my father want to cry.
Songs I use to chide
are being sung
as the sun sets behind the hills
and the ocean tide
swallows the sand.
My ears are reluctant to hear

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