Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

That, Coupled With A Mix Cd I Made The Night Before To Listen On The Trip From Here To There

I leave all roads nameless, just like their destinations.I chewed my thumbnail and spit the excess out of the window,the small shape of a crescent..

© Amberlee Carter

Afterthought

letting go of soulis a deadly poetic stanzaI’m unsure there's enough heart left to write.letting go of soulis a memo you'll never receive, unlessI..

© Amberlee Carter

Mindless Musing And Loneliness /7-25-04

I lost my heart today-when I tripped over the curbsomewhere between mainstream realityand incoherent dreamingLove took a flight over seas-I worry he..

© Amberlee Carter

The Greater Horizon

Today I saw a manwho was,just yesterday a boywith whom I had played.and he spoke within my youthful earof how he was going away-to catch the sunand..

© Amberlee Carter

Somewhere: A Hand Is Reading Out Loud (Revised)

Somewhere a hand is reading out loud-an old bible, a weatherworn journal.Recording the daily assaults –memorizing rain and shielding eyesfrom the..

© Amberlee Carter

On Life, Love And Balloons [ A Prose Poem ]

I have to digest this while's it's hotother wise I may just find it rejected,like I am rejected, by myself and by all who are actuallymore-or-less..

© Amberlee Carter

Untitled

all roads curve into one,and all streams bend until they reach the ocean-but life, bears no such certainty.I wonder what the light knows of hell,on..

© Amberlee Carter

Rainbows At 4am

there are rainbows at 4am, created byan electric outlet and waterfrom the bathtub someone leftunattended or purposely misused-it makes paths through..

© Amberlee Carter

Tearing Down The Marble Arch

I set down, my favorite seatfacing north, a symbol of freedom-a new country was before me, laid outa stellar map of earth and wood, God's country.I..

© Amberlee Carter

Revelations In A Sunday Morning Shower

If I feel any heat at allit’s only the sting of bath waternot nearly hot enough to meltthe flesh off my bones-but if it could; I’d standa skeleton..

© Amberlee Carter

Two Cities Who Love

this room and all it has to offer,shadow dancers and empty walls,the epitome of need;a long distance phone call from the heart.all these voiceless..

© Amberlee Carter

Apple Adventure [or: A.A.]

I interrupt your usual monotony, to bring youa story with less than a beginning...The feature presentation is brought to you, courtesyof my humble..

© Amberlee Carter

Swing-Sets

When the wind, briefly picked-up,stirring the swing-set in the park on 4th street-I swear, I thought I sawthe effigy of a child, forgotten after..

© Amberlee Carter

Love Poem

in my dreams last nightyou were a poetwho pulled words fromthe pale womb of skyto give them life-though you arranged them to dieupon your pagestheir..

© Amberlee Carter

Wind Blown Curls

wind blown curlsivy restraints andlily knots-the local grocery storewas fullof people, exotic pets and hometown faces-love's smiling awkward from an..

© Amberlee Carter

The Art Of Breaking An Egg

Certain memories I have lost,or purposely forgotten.One morning from childhood, my motherstirred early from her bed, to make breakfastfor her..

© Amberlee Carter

The Progression Of Recession [or Praying For Rain ]

(all my evening sessionshave been set to torches-the day ends in recessionand what the night remembersmerely dissolves-the taciturn migration of..

© Amberlee Carter

Some Time In August 04

Love,I let another man intoour bed last nightYou were away on business,so I flipped the vacancy switchand let him in, to sleep on your sideof my..

© Amberlee Carter

Nostalgia

I pretend pieces of my sanitydon't actually fall betweenthe pregnant pause, thatrushes the silence inI'm too grown - to be so,unbearably comfortable..

© Amberlee Carter

The Parking Lot

Something about the way your hand moved againstthe moonstone of my cheek, as we stood amidst a worldof curious eyes- people, who would have damned..

© Amberlee Carter

Of Feathers And Thorns

I’m asleep by midnight,wake two hours later, showerthen it’s back to bedwhere I rest my weary headagainst a pillow of thorns.Prayer keeps the demons..

© Amberlee Carter

Sigh

I imaginedrain casting bowscross your sleep struck neck,you tossed and sighedheavy skin to bitter winter-Your shoulders slender and spent,you held up..

© Amberlee Carter

Sleeping On The Chest Of July

Beds burn, longing-Though I, have no desireI walk streets-endless curve of thighThinking of you-In this citythat does not know,I existI see your face..

© Amberlee Carter

They Tell Me My Future Is Shining

Universes collide,scorched sky-pastel people, rainbows of the worldSo many dreams and nightmaresI would like to leave with you,if I could bring my..

© Amberlee Carter

Inspirational Poem

i cannot go back anymore-these stars have impregnated my eyes-inspired divine destinationsthat tangle and twist,roads of hope inside my soul-i feel i..

© Amberlee Carter