Blissfull fireflies Dance in the rain Watching you go No longer in pain A moment in time Captured Like a butterfly Emerging from its cocoon Seasons change, and end Only to begin again Your soul forever near Appearing unexpectedly As a rainbow in the rain…

  animkiig standing on the lake shore. black sky arches in a perfect “c,” cupping the lake as if to hold it in its palm. the lightning comes toward me.  in front of me. behind me a group of people, concerned for their safety, cry…

I wait outside the door I listen to the sobs inside The door is locked, I cannot come in Let me in, baby girl Let me say it will be alright

A red brick facade, a stately double door Curios adorning the walls, crystal chandeliers shining down The warm glow from the fireplace with armchairs completing the look The open, inviting kitchen where meals are cooked with love The cozy library in the corner with a hundred…

I look And I see you Beautiful brown eyes A smile that knocks me off my feet A voice that makes the angels sit in awe. I can’t help but smile when looking at you I can’t help but cry when I’m away from you…

It tastes like grit against your teeth and ash upon your tongue. It feels a lot like broken bones  and torn muscles from a boxing fight. Humiliating, Pitiful endless agony, and a learning curve Feels like being stuck  with no way to make a way….

The elf’s dwelling is something to witness It has its tiny windows and small doors But more than that, it has a miniscule kitchen A child’s tale has spilled into the real world The crafted tables and chairs highlight The woodworking merit of the little…

A Wine’s Life: Glass bottle contains me Putting me on display Waiting ever patiently For someone to whisk me away Alas, there is a hand Firmly grabbing hold A voice happily remarks This one is quite old Suddenly the pressure eases The air I can…

#warning   heights placed there by adoring sentiments made to seduce me into the dark embrace of conceit – removing myself from… forgetting to remember to honour the muses who fill me before my pen.   it’s a teaching in humility: this crumpled parcel of…

Each night, many things, objects, and people fall into the stage of my dreams They perform, they sing, but in the end, they always leave But each night, you fail to materialize You antagonize me about your absence and the content of my nightly thoughts…