Tomorow’s Woman

I see before my eyes a little lady, Now being held by the hand. But soon she will be like her mother, And grow up to  be a strong woman. Her world is filled with Barbie’s and ballerina’s, Make believe and tea parties are were also…

Wicked

Monstrous, midevael plague, you’ve destroyed me with your wickedness for years, Even though you have choked me with your venom filled claws, My immunity towards you has grown. You cannot hold me down With your weight on my heart, for I have the strength to…

Country

Don’t fight with me About country music In the rain or shine You don’t wanna cross that line With me It is party music Just not your party You don’t eat peaches Don’t sleep under the tree Don’t fight with me

Hour Nine: Truant

Truant Afterwards, everyone judged though they, too, wished they could run. History is only kind to those who judge, and with a girl-child ripped from a mother’s arms, the only cold comfort to be had was in the dusty pages of history books.   They…

Burn

Life within the flame, a life of ash, revealing the marrow of our bones. Our character forged and tested by fire, until we shine like the purest of silver. Rain will come, wash all the ash away, and polish our reddened eyes. Pain extinguished, the…

Techy times

Old time radio new and exciting for families In comes television family time Drive-ins and dating Technology changing our world VCR’s, CD’s radios, microwaves and swatches The latest and the greatest devices makes life easier but deboches Family time and reality shut up Radiation and…

Poem 8a: Bast: A Pantoum

Eyelashes feather over eyes round and moist. She gleams, black as patent leather, in the lamplight. After accepting our supplication, she will sleep. Her belly sways, a sonnet in motion. She gleams, black as patent leather, in the lamplight. Her movements flow like sunlight. Her…

Lure

I am your story teller Come kneel at my feet Help me sort the truth From all of the deceit Let me whisper Majick To give your skin the chill Listen as I weave The sounds that give you thrill

This Could Be Trouble

There must be something missing But I’m too afraid to ask It was right here between my ears Last time that I checked I know it served a purpose If not to help me blink When was it that I last used it I’m trying…