Why am I here? I guess cuz I said I’d be Once again giving my time And they Check that box and get off Scott free but my energy isnt And my times not a key To access or a story That never included me
Category: Marathon Poem
II- Communion
Chalices of legend jeweled, coveted, rare pour their contents slowly into the pungent Earth Water, ageless yet eternal waits for the emboldened traveler Wine, refined by time is fickle in its wisdom Blood, precious but reluctant flows freed from splitting skin The chalices empty,…
Poem 2- Texts From Mama
good morning you really independent now ha which is good I want to send you macadamia cookies you don’t want us to know your address not to go but to mail but u know to be honest with you deep in our hearts…
Hour 2
SOMEONE LOVES ME TOO I wished for someone who would love me I wished for someone who would circle my feet I wished for someone who would wait eagerly for me I wished for someone who would just accept me for my imperfections. God made…
My Twins
I saw my future in you in a picture I drew of my dreams when I was a child. Steady goes as my belly grows, a boy and a girl the image shows! My heart was always waiting for you.
II. Somewhere Between
In the lasting shadows of fallen towers and bombs blasting holes in our global souls but yet quite before the plague came to our door, while we waxed patriotic, swathed in red and in blue, star-spangled fervor, and voted our leaders as if nothing new…
Hour 2 Image Prompt – Art Installation
I went to the gallery for a change of pace Tired of mundanity I came to this vestigial place Left over from a time where all who came Came verklempt And all the same they changed within Thanks to a small notion Perhaps the issue…
Obits & Laundry Lists
Summer legs march past my living room window, nonchalance with leashed dogs, inattentive to beast while studying phones. Interrupted only by my envy, I nestle with consternation of an extended deadline and wishing my recorded voice didn’t annoy the hell out of me. The washer…
Voice of Two Worlds
The scent of pine and autumn lay softly in the cool crisp air. “Come with me”, his soft whisper mixes with the calls of nature like a love song only I can hear. He has a calming sense about him, making me feel at peace…
“Welsh Word” A Ninette
“Welsh Word” A Ninnette Cwtch what we as people need, for our growth Sustain our Spirits in order to protect our divine Love