There is always someone’s uncle who dies shortly after retirement. No aunts, no mothers, no grandmothers. Like baby disaster stories that are whispered to pregnant women, these cautionary tales of uncles are shared with glee. What can one do, but stand up and…
Category: Miscellaneous
The End
The end is near… The end is clear… The end is here It arrived just in time. It arrived with despair … Within miles and miles We could sense the end… Without a new beginning… With both of us sinning … The hatred, so toxic……
Before Darkness
(continuation of Poem 1 of Hour 1) she shudders the uncertainty moments before are a welcomed dream pungent air singed sulfuric taste in her hovel there was hope the maroon blood rust moonlight she heaves up the hill at the apex, it rains ashes…
2am
nothing good happens after 2 am- late night write saved by haiku
Music
Listening to music is magical, It takes you many places. It gets in your head And is seen on many faces. It bring back memories of olden times, It’s the only way you remember the rhymes. It helps to soothe and calm you, It helps…
#3 Before Darkness
before darkness, the beautiful light, like candle light, your face softened somehow the weariness of life lifted anticipation of rest before another day
before darkness
he put on the beekeeper’s suit pulled the netting over his face and headed out to the back of the garden gathering caps in his non-descript pail and bringing them inside in the kitchen he setup the caps to drain of their sweet nectar on…
Poem Two: Walk Away
I could lay in your arms till my dreams fade away Watch the stars fall from the sky with you never questioning a thing I could me the perfect wife for you if I wash my flaws away Life would be so content with you…
Summer
Staring contest The sun always wins Shining beaming I try to escape Heat and humidity are the weapons Leaving me parched and sweaty Perhaps I may melt Pray for me
Hour Three: Before Darkness
Before Darkness ‘fore darkness comes the witching hour ‘fore that hour comes the tea ‘fore tea comes sleepy nap time upon a mother’s knee ‘fore knee naps come simple lunches of bread and jam and pears ‘fore simple food comes sunny play amid the…