Bianca Free


Bianca Free Poems

1. つ ぼ み Buds 8/5/2011
2. A Far-Off Song 3/4/2012
3. A Request From Me Of You 7/29/2011
4. A Tortured Soul 5/23/2012
5. Adieu 8/17/2011
6. All This 10/31/2011
7. Anticipation 4/24/2012
8. Asphyxia, Death, Repair 2/17/2012
9. Baby's Smile 3/10/2012
10. Beg 10/10/2012
11. Better Days 12/2/2011
12. Blank Slate 8/2/2011
13. Breach 10/24/2011
14. Closed Curtains 9/22/2011
15. Cocoons 2/21/2013
16. Dallying 4/18/2012
17. Days 2/21/2013
18. Dead 9/9/2012
19. Deep Wounds 2/26/2013
20. Downer 8/5/2012
21. Drifting Or Drowning, Either Way 6/24/2012
22. Dry 4/25/2012
23. Era Of Pain 6/8/2012
24. Eternity: A Horrid Dream 9/20/2011
25. Excretion 10/23/2011
26. F(R) Iend 1/12/2014
27. Fighting! 3/5/2012
28. For Me To Understand 10/22/2011
29. Gone 11/14/2011
30. Grains Of Sand. 4/1/2012
31. Grey Ends 1/12/2014
32. Heart & Mind 8/27/2011
33. Homeless Bird 9/7/2011
34. Honesty Is But Fiction 8/4/2011
35. I M P A C T// 7/29/2011
36. I Need Change 2/13/2012
37. I'M Done 6/2/2012
38. Incompetence 8/27/2011
39. Insanity 6/26/2012
40. Intensities 3/12/2012
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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