My mind wanders to places it shouldn’t go. I blame you for occurrences that never occurred and for words that were never words, except when they easily flowed from me- they didn’t glow. My mind wanders to places it shouldn’t go. I blame my insecurities that wrap around me securely and for my angst that…
Category: Poetry
Fleeting Moments
Every day I take the same drive from the village where the trees canopy the mysterious, winding road. It makes me think of home, the deep south, where the old oaks line the long drives, escorting guests to the prestigious antebellum homes that house the stories of old. The move happened so quickly, reflecting on…
“Gents”
Dear fellows, Let us make a trade. Your Masquerade for my Madcap- Though it will never go. Oh what a perfidious year, my dear; My heart is on the wire. It’s been a long time coming And so it goes- down, down we go.
A Bird’s Song
Dear Lily, Dear Livered- come, don’t be afraid. You won’t find no mousetrap, I’ll let you play. My hair don’t flame, no obscurity, nor dark shade. Some say my kind is more like champagne. Drink till your gems burst, heels over head. Stratagem in motion, partake of my spread. Poor Helter, Poor Skelter- insipid and…
SHE SINGS
She sings about the struggle. It surrounds her like the color purple. She’s tired of thinking; she’s tired of speaking, So she sings about the struggle. She sings about her fears, Closes her eyes- inhales- Because to her it’s real- She used to say, She would sing about the struggle. He’d touch her…
A RELATIONSHIP UNTITLED
I trusted myself with you completely. It’s still there, the burn- When I think of you it becomes heated. I think of how you deceived me And how I was treated. On my sleeve was the love I openly wore for you Yet still you lashed out even when I retreated. As my wounds became…
WITHOUT YOU
I learn and grow Feel the heat and the burn From these bandaged wounds I’m Wrapped and sealed My skin can almost feel The air it breathes The tingling sensation That comes from letting go It’s that sweet time again I can feel and I am me Without you…
I HIDE FOR NO ONE
When not being real I hide away. This mind; transparent slides Where my life is exposed. So I hide for me. Under any light you can see them- Authority, keep your Expert eye off of me. You don’t cause my tremors I tell my tale. But I still hide for me. All, behold the ravaged, unkempt temple. No…
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