twitter me a story, yours, I want to twitter you mine 140 characters, it’s complicated   girl, born poet, first memory is scent of donut; craved motherhood, made choices accordingly, now loves these three, a girl, God – all poets     (prompt was write a poem…

They wanted me to write an unwritten story Something different Something unseen by the human eye But who am I what did they see in me that I couldn’t see As if they saw an unforeseen talent As I sit here with thinking of how…

The marvelous poem spackled with images like a plastered invalided sneering at my plain homespun clarity. just say it plain I say as the elegant verses laght behind their hands.

Screen to Screen you know what I mean can’t get away from those bright shiny things. Tvs,phones,tablets, laptops galore They were made so you no longer can complain that your bored. Taking over your precious time secretly controlling your f-ing mind. Lady Lannae =)

I, being from great ancients, believed in myths, till I saw one myself. I was without sight from then on- I did not perceive, a quest, ridden with impatience.   Many did not understand, my foolishness, and my pride, my anger and my folly, but…

I didn’t listen… Far too busy mingling, regrettable now.   Invincible love don’t stray away from me please Mend my broken heart.   Twinkling eyes calling tugging at my heartstrings now Old summer ending.  

Sometimes with love everything is scary Other times everything is perfect Emotions are weird. So is anxiety. Relationships take work. That’s what they say, But I never really believed them before. Now, I do. Ups and downs are part of a healthy relationship. Sometimes you…

Anger is not our true nature but a response due to conditioning , habits. put it aside, as it arise do not bear in mind for it does not belong in your pure heart.

I grieve today the loss of a dream A dreamed I birthed and nourished I have lost it today to life’s barbarous stream And all its memories that I cherished So ask me tomorrow how I feel Judge me not on the smiles I borrowed…

Bird Muse #1:  The Owl Frannie Z   He sat in a tree, at night, his eyes flashing, his call surrounding the tree in which my crush and best friend sat and more than made out.   I have wondered since then if his reputation…