Aham is a stream Though we see her as river, A poor person’s fowl is his cow. In the village of my birth Everything has a gender; The Aham is the female, And the Imo the male. These are the two water bodies In the…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
The heart should always overflow – Half Marathon Poem #2
The heart should always overflow Do not let your emotions be small enough to sit comfortably inside you Let love pour out of you, spill onto the table, cover the floor around your feet. Love should always be more than can be contained And if…
2 – DARKEST NIGHTS
in my darkest nights restkess thoughts are roused by ghosts of what might have been
Hour 2 (2022) image – Above, the Beloved ©️
Trigger Warning – loss, death, greif <image prompt response> I watch you grow, wondering if you know, how proud I am to see you glow. The birds sing songs to let you know, My love is sent — As above, So below. —…
Hour 2: [wriggling reflections]
wriggling reflections- ripples traveling along painted serene lake
his journey
he climbs no destination in mind the journey, his freedom, his peace he climbs further still above the clouds ’til I am dust and he is sky
Poem 2 Hour 2 Music
The woods are lovely, dark and deep (Robert Frost) I whisper my secrets to the leaves. Time is lost and I am found. I’m not alone among the creatures who sleep. I face the demons in my mind. The wind creates music within the trees….
19 years
After letting out a sigh , i sat next to her on top of my bed the room is quiet , nothing being said the fighting and screaming , replaying out aloud it definitely wasn’t something ,that was meant infront of a crowd …
Snow
I feel nothing. Pain subsided. Numbness filled instead of heat or cold. I want to sleep.
Water
Drip. Drip.. Drip… I must’ve left it open: the faucet. Awake, yet asleep. Must be my mind-set Immersed in water, still not any cleaner. From the drips emerge a flood, wave of emotions clouds my mindset Maybe because I’m soaked, I guess. Drip. Drip…..