So Sorry I’m sorry you can only see things your way. your mean girl attack is just another fly in the dojo of life. I sail onward, my own wings catching the wind.

You have always had this way about you of being perfect and incredible and record breaking in your own right but never lasted longer than a few minutes especially if there was rain on the horizon.   Paper airplane wishes – the prize flower –…

They say my dark isn’t lovely As in the event that my hair is Not the color of the night That holds the moon in All her brilliant wonderfulness As in the event that the dull doesn’t mend The wounds of an onerous sun On…

The state of California Is 1040 miles long And most of that Is nothing at all   Empty grassland Grazing cattle Sloping hills Varying shades of yellow and brown   At eighty miles per hour It is a blur Several hours long   It is…

Prompt seventeen – Text prompt Write a poem either titled or centred around a ‘Kaleidoscope’.   Twin-toned Kaleidoscope At a little past six in the morning I watch the sky dawning with a fat yellow oval moon hanging bright. The dark night trees begin to…

Pigment of crimson explodes dropping from fine hairs in hand Water down water down No rain in sight A blistering sky reveals itself above a wet cotton pavement

you place a heavy weapon in my hand and do not flinch when I bring it down hard when shards of ceramic glass and plastic scatter about us in fractals you turn the music up louder and do not mind that it is not your…

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  Geometric rodeo of gem colored dreams Twisting, dancing, transforming Dazzling my innocent eyes

  You and I are part of this kaleidoscope life. An arrangement of pattern within the palm of our hands, Simultaneously connected towards each other. Strangers across the street that I bump along the way, Or some kids on the street playing. Wondering what will…