There is so much that I’d like to say To paint a picture just for you But the colors turn muddy My voice comes unsteady What can I do when Words are useless, Colors dull, But sit Mute?

I say goodbye to another carnival— my childhood wrapped up in its bassinet, my body rocking to its commotion. Little girl on the Sizzler. “Hush little baby,” it says. I age into debt, I age into hardship, I age into photographs and I age out…

I thought I saw you in a storefront today Just a glance from my periphery Side-eyed as I walked by My heart stopped and I froze A familiar pang leapt to my chest Needle-sharp, straight to my heart Memories of that day in the sun…

FLOWER-BOX IN THE OVERTON WINDOW   there’s a faerie in that flower and it’s perfectly obvious to me I won’t be surprised if you don’t see, it’s been thirty-three years of this crap fertilize as we say at the zonk league roll that vanna and…

Active humans cannot empty globe’s content enough and how to empty life cannot be taught or schooled some lived it as a big bang and sudden exit for others silent control work quite better for others double trouble wouldn’t hear sound of trumpet herald their…

My sister and I run through the forest Breezing through branches and scaring squirrels We are queens of the fields Princess of bubbling brooks My sister and I How I long to Play again Play with Her Copyright © 2021 Roxann Lawrence (Poetessrock)

Hold’em Callous and Close   The challenge thrown at my feet, acceptably met in delight, The cold occupant of my blood drenched void, screaming in silent elation, Twin apposing souls to deliver sweet agony, in the form of the others plight, Cold psyche casting its…

Never say never I always say. Nothing about 2020 One was ok. The year was Rough and extremely rude. Lost family too on both sides sad but true who knew why?

Prompts Hour Twelve beautiful stories of lives well-lived I’ll paint pictures with fewer words, Katsushika Hokusai  in his old age sought to paint vibrant stories on white paper waves crashing in one stroke.  

Reflections always frighten me Silly, I know They say the mirror never lies So maybe it’s the truth I fear Truth- a powerful word A subjective word Everyone has their own version He said- she said It all becomes a matter of believability Wouldn’t it…