As the season pass one by one I’ve learned the been selective in my Battles it’s the peaceful thing to do; it’s better then being rigth. With the amount of life experience accumulate in this 30years and 364 days, I’ve learn to stand tall and…

I am still writing…   My story here…   So despite my scars and the memories of blood,  My broken parts don’t leak into my definition   @ Angel Rosen (half assed poem)

Poem 10 –Autobiography of a Face There once was a girl With golden blonde hair So innocent, So young Her eyes would forever stare Amused at the world, Yet wise beyond compare She knew no pain, No sorrow No fear She lived in a world…

Not only does the day drag on, But baby, you lead me astray, And I can’t behave in your presence, I want to unravel and break all the shit in your home. I want to destroy the peace that you cling to, The emptiness of…

When your significant other it’s slipping away, and reviving memories isn’t enough. What it’s there left to do, but to let things flows. If you rush into it, it break faster, if you give too much space it ends, when you try to hard it…

Daylight is dying and fading. As the birds hath stop singing. An old sun begins its descent. Not a thing I have done do I resent. Sitting out in the beauty of the day. Writing words of things I should say. Conversation with a lover or…

Look to the lines Not just the brow: Around the nose Beside the mouth Beneath the eyes Even the chin Observe the chin Weak or strong lines? And keep your eyes On the eyebrow The second mouth Speaks what it knows Ignore the nose For shape,…

Your failing eyesight Greying hair and sagging skin- They are beautiful Silver proof of caring arms Holding us all together   by Karen Sullivan Form: Tanka    

Yin Dark, Black Destroying, Reaping, Chaos Moon, Water, Death, Life, Fire, Sun Creating, Sowing, Order Light, White Yang

I wish my name was Lucy. Beautiful red hair and tiny waist. I have some ‘splaining to do. Mouth and breasts full of chocolaty bon-bons. I can dance. I make my best friend get into shenanigans with me. If only my name was Lucy.