I felt it! I am not insensitive I knew it! I am not clueless But I chose to ignore it Because I did not want to assume   You hinted! You pursued! You never said a word But believed that I did not care Because…

Disappointed Hurt I turned away from you   Betrayed Broken I ran away from you   You followed me You begged forgiveness You promised to love me   You erased all the hurt You fixed the brokenness You made me believe in us   And…

She sits across from me with tousled brown hair, calico dress, and rosy cheeks fair, painted eyes, and turned up nose, no shoes or paint, upon her toes. Lace petticoat helps cover her legs. Arms stretched out, a hug she begs. She must be mute;…

A Poem about A Spider, That Doesn’t Rhyme Oh, long ago spider The one that bit my finger while I tidied the garden A thousand miles from here I never even saw you And you must have died over twenty years hence And yet your…

A flutter- Wings reaching Voice Through whisper: “Forgive me” Moon to blame It’s all child’s play- Elementary, Void of shame. Welcome to this Agony, Blessed by cursed Blood through Veins, Crystals pour algae- It’s all the same Uncovered A truth, A name, For this pain….

I am the sad woman walking towards you Eyes on the ground, so you can’t see me But you know You know by my heavy steps The extreme muscular labors that push me forward Through the vacuum between us That if I looked up And…

‘I will try to explain to you In one hundread words no more, no less, without dreaming of you My nights are sleepless.’ said the pure little innocent princess.   ‘With you in my dreams I feel so alive I don’t wanna wake up when…

Author’s Note: This is much like the meet again poem that I did for hour two, but instead, it’s in Darryl’s point of view. The poem is addressed to Diana. Enjoy. I call your name, but you can’t hear me. I see you, but you…

Ah, the magnificence of time for the lifting of constraints. Indeed, years accelerate as shadows grow longer—baring intentions. Veils disappear replaced with honest, experiential wisdom. Corralled no more within clocks and customs, stilted thoughts are crushed with action deeds. Quilted awkwardness lays bare to colored…

Sunsets and rainy days Sunsets beg reflection Reflection upon the water Reflection invites collecting Collecting copper coins Collecting the day’s joy Joy abounds Joy found in moments Moments like these Moments lead to the unexpected Unexpected treasures Unexpected yet more More than laughter More of…