Gut wrenching Darkness speaks Inner thoughts Running deep To my disbelief! It happened! Did I clearly see? Walking at daybreak Stomach turning vision Right in front of me Stillness and fear stayed me Then I died

What shall i write What shal i write.. When the world is upside down What shall i write What shall i write When everything is going wrong What shall i write What shall i write There is nothing left from inside to out.    

So now you look at me like you never knew How could you not? I speak the way I’ve always spoken  Dress and walk and posture the same  I saw the same affections as ever There has been no reason to question me, never  You…

Inside out How shall that be Like wearing all your organs On the sleeve Or putting all your pots and pans On the street Inside out Slice it open neatly In one swift stroke Turn it out and wear again This bloody coat Watch all…

It’s dark in here. Turn on the light. I can’t see. It’s wet and warm I touch slime, Viscous rubber, Throbbing hum. My eyes closed, No they’re open What’s wrong? Am I blind? Muted pours, Flowing chutes Chug like clocks, Syncing me. I’m floating, Still,…

the labyrinth had been painted on the concrete in the park, wide enough for a wheelchair a crack emerged in the concrete in the very center of the labyrinth and a dandelion emerged in the crack whispering life and yellow belong here the boy child…

Already the pressure is felt, seeping into the corners, the crevices of my mind. I cannot speak, or act or write. Thinking becomes short pressed between breaths unchained thoughts without anchor and purpose. Bleary, unfocused sight calm, yet angry movements stalk my memories, allowing decisions…

“Write a poem from the inside out.” This prompt was submitted by Jo Eckler and is as she phrased it “Purposefully vague”

Darkness pushes through, Meets the eastern sunrise and Greets the summer day Serpentine river Races with snaky road to Kiss the edge of town Getting colder now River meanders and stops To take an ice nap White on white landscapes Infertile fallow trees crack Under…

Am i genuine Quick answer me that one Am i Genuine. What does that mean Being genuine. Real Authentic True Synonyms To being me Originality Individuality Being genuine Listening to my heart my soul my gut Doing what pleases satisfies satiates. Genuine When I feel…