Princess

The girl she was a princess She was one of two Little miss danseuse And little miss goody two shoes One touched the sky One held the earth Together they made a rainbow Together they churned the rain When one flew the stars One gathers…

Inevitable

Inevitable Like the Montague’s and the Capulet’s A forbidden love is what has risen. Pointed fingers take turns At reciting the laws that were given. To sneak away for the night is a risk taken Our love could never be mistaken A battle between worlds…

Wandering

She was just a girl that lost her way And couldn’t seem to get back on track A misfit Misunderstood and misdirected Leaving pieces of herself with every step Wondering If she will ever escape the part of her past that she leaves unspoken to…

A Girl

There was a girl, a beautifully broken damaged girl Whose heart was torn from her chest the moment you walked out and left her collapsed on the floor Years spent, shut away, shut out, never loving, forgetting that she could run, she could fly, she…

Hour 4 – Prompt 4 – Narrative – “I am”

I am the water flowing from the mountains Dressed as a waterfall, I enjoy my speed [2] Accepting the challenge of the steep slope Off I jump, over the rugged rocks and ridges [2] Is that the valley tempting me to come? [2] So green…

Flow

  There is nothing more soothing than waters’ sweet flow as it rushes down chilled skin. There is nothing more calming than lavender balming the cracks and tears within.   I am flowing, flowing, down the drain slipping sliding to unknown terrain   I’m dripping,…

Postcards

I’ve traveled the world joshua trees in california gingko trees in china redwoods in oregon, black woods in germany carved canoes from the salish nation nordic ships crashing in the loamy sea free water in south Dakota red sea meets the black sea the rocky…

Writing Woes

Writing Woes   Talk to the blank page, As if it were an old friend.   Great writing should set the stage, Hurry, lets get started, and begin.     I sit in my chair, poised and ready for action. My blue pen rests on…

World On Fire (Hour Four)

The world was on fire, Because once upon a time, Her fractures were only deep down, And on the surface of it, She lived and she laughed, And carried jewel-like dreams in her hands, (No, she cried like monsoon, too, she did). Yes, she did….

Blessing

Accept The Beauty That arises with freedom The blessing is yours