Perspective

red may be too bright & yellow too glorious some days are meant to be muted & delivered in generous blue and soft spoken green.

6. Bumblebee

They said, “Don’t worry, it’s a short drive.” Yeah Right When you’re crammed into the “back seat” Of a yellow 77 Volkswagon Beetle Along with 2 boxes of random stuff, a few bags of odd smelling food And a particularly friendly chihuahua named Gnash A…

Dangerous

The clouds huddle While lightning strikes the ocean With jagged fingertips And sharp crackles. The cliff crumbling, threatening to dash you upon the rocks beneath Light a spark Clasped within your hands Singeing your palms and scorching your fingers. Be the first To cast your…

Remotely

Torrential rain Disquieted artistic endeavors Prompted scrambling and disarray Forceful winds blew in impatience Impatience painted in grey Grey shadowed a landscape The landscape covered complained The complaint reached the caretaker The caretaker could only say Thank you Omnipresent for the artist Is the creator…

The secret

I vaulted your secret I carried your pain I held onto it I wore its shame I hugged the one who hurt you My love for you both the same Your secret is our secret until its not one day.    

Silence the Silence

Screaming sirens silence the silence salient surveyors survivors spinning still but stillness isn’t comfort when it’s the center of the vortex one of natures erasers of the permanence of man Run! Hold her close and  R U N ! You waited a bit too long…

Be Careful

Poem 6 Be Careful By: Ashley L Powers   Be careful what you pray for Prayed to God to feel loved by a man like you He placed you in my life And what did you do? You destroyed me So God replaced you In…

The Yellow Fleck

Hour 2 I made the wish I said the prayer “Find a way to spare her” I knew the path I saw the future “There won’t be a way” I saw one miracle I needed one more “Be prepared to lose her” But when I…

Prompt For Hour Six

from there to here __________________________ yes, your fingers bled on the cotton you tripped over words like jello and jump a breathy silence beginning your father’s name jesus – not the son of… but more like that other god: ‘hey, zeus’ your friends were sent…