Mystery Machine When I was small my family prepared for a month long cross country road trip, Florida to California, there and back again. My parents, two brothers, mother’s sister, and I would need to comfortably coexist, mile upon mile, night after day after night….

Flowers are pretty and smell really good, They come in all colors and sizes and should, Be in every home just to make them feel better, in a vase or a jar or a setter. Just to see a flower sitting in a window, Always…

Storm that rumbles loud Waves that fall on rocks beneath Tears that stain the sand Blue clouds that keep on coming To break and shatter my dreams   Antoinette LeRoux © 2016 Images courtesy of Google Images

Make. Love. To. Me. The kind of love That makes me Take notes, sift Though the creative Files of my brain As you stimulate My intellectual mind Words arresting me Holding my responses Hostage in the room Of interrogation Four scores Of foreplay From a…

I’m not nocturnal, I’m just very sleepy, If I don’t get some sleep real soon, I might get very weepy. I can’t sleep all day and stay awake all night, Its just not my pattern of sleep or my fight. I try but I just…

Meet me in the hallway Open the door to my complicated Neglect it, no, protect it Dance in the bare soul steps Always okay with the pace Yearning to go a step further, together   Tempt me to trust you Understanding begets unification Engaging our…

I take leaves  from my garden and fruits so sweet , I once cut an onion just to be honest with me, that there is pain in me, but I shaved back the thoughts that kept me and whispered my grandmothers words over the steam……

I taste the richness of your MAHOGANY skin Bask in the FUZZY WUZZY BROWN of your glow Stare into your CHESTNUT eyes And see the RED ORANGE of your ancestry, The expanse of what makes you SUNSET ORANGE beautiful Your MELON is a compliment to…

You might have been my best friend I was toxic from the start You could not stomach me Now I’m your worst enemy You coiled too tightly in the end Spitting bile all the while So I bit you and you’re poison now You’re poison…

Coffee’s my friend it makes me feel happy, it visits me morning, noon and night. I can’t live without it, it keeps me going, it helps me take flight.