surrounded by melody of chants light and aroma breathing in this fresh air feels like just been released from prison. Is this light?.

THE BUFFOON Every time I see him, I writhe from within. More so, than the chill I get from disappearing glaciers. He is a no man, a figment of his own manipulation. A wart of a human being that entangles his prey in a twitter of lies.  …

The color gray piled dishes dirty laundry clutter safety in belongings it all remind me of what I struggle with my brain over-sympathizes with things and discards people things can’t attack you make you feel less than or hurt you or so you thought until…

Oh, no! Really? It’s on the 7th floor? I AM going to have to walk through THAT door… And get into that box! that vertical trap and hold my breath when I hear that door snap One time I got stuck right between floors I…

Will we make it? Can we fake it until we find the strength to overcome? Can we find some sort of way to cope without going numb, Without succumbing to apathy or reactionism? We’re terrified we have nothing to say and no one will pay…

Fear crawls down my spine Pain thunders in my head Running is a temptation I dread what I have to face Edging closer I peer over Waves crash upon the rocks below Breathing deep, I muster courage I spring forward with little faith As I…

Anxious to see you Nervous about the day Goosebumps head to toe as I think ahead Suffering as time all but stands still Tremble because you are in trouble. The good kind

dusk   the dark spaces between the green cave in to magic   the day recedes as darkness widens magic approaches   evening spreads to night tapping at the window magic challenges   starless sky beckons fear tossing her hair magic laughs

Prompt for Hour Six My old friend, Sadness, I don’t recognize him anymore these days. For one thing, he’s been partying too much. I go to his place sometimes, but I don’t know his new friends. The music is strange. The smoke stings my eyes. Screams in the…

An uneasy wind with persistent wings Declares me its prey and brings deeper dread, deeper than fear I’m afraid I might hear My own apprehensions in the dizzy silence I fear distress may resort to violence If I am made to stay any longer The…