17 – l go on

l gaze into the red hot sun wishing to be by your side my eyes forced closed light flickers behind my lids a rainbow bouquet in your hair my lips move into a gentle smile my eyes remain dry l will always miss you but…

Hour 17, Mystified

I peer over the shoulders of strangers, a tourist in my own body. Am I here? I ask myself, nonexistent until noticed. No one turns back, meets my gaze, and sheepishly glances away. Their attention is focused forward, to a future misted and glazed into…

Blind (hour 17)

I’m blinded by love and hate. In loving you, I hate myself. I’m bond by hate and love. Your hate makes it hard to breathe, so I love you, hoping it’ll be enough.

Impressions

Every time I write down something I wonder who will come to know of it Will this tattered composition book land in the Library of Congress? Or will it see its end in the garbage heap behind my apartment building? Will my thoughts and creations…

Love Came To Her Rescue

With the tantrums she threw, Why really, nobody knew. When all that she had, She was about to lose. But every single time, Love came to her Rescue. With all that she knew, She never really grew. With all that she said, Darkness was all…

All The Colors [Prompt 21]

It was me! All the colors … All the pain; All the blood, tears and laughter. The Artist saw me, through and through … Who was this man? or woman? The name on the art… only had initials. Was it that day? The day in…

Wishing and Hoping

Make a wish. Let it take seed. I hope it grows all that you need. I hope you find all you look for. I wish you love and so much more.

Flashes

Where are you going, in the patterns of chaos? You seem to be fading, in the bright flashes. What do you see, in the shadows of the light? You seem to be searching, Looking to right. What are you hearing, in the pops and bangs?…