Who Cares? Post 21

Prompt for hour who cares Been doing this too long Ya I profess to being a poet But after 20 odd I feel like a poser A supposer Passion? Hell no Poetry feels like poison now I drank it My stomach aches My headbursts How…

Exclamation mark

What if a broken heart could be mended with merely a band-aid. What if a hopeless soul could be filled with hopes and dreams consisting of cotton candy. What if the world was a butterfly about to emerge, now wrapped in its silky bed. What…

The final stretch

My son was angry because I had been writing all day. He wanted my undivided attention he just wanted to play. I work 2 jobs and inbetween I try to write my thoughts he could careless that I am stressed with time that we have…

Euphoria

I invoke the muses to dance with me, show me the way, seduct my writing and lure my brain onto an adventure to bring forth my feelings. Rawness, openness. Despair. A heart aflutter and oh, so sore. Blissfully connected while at the same time ignorantly…

You are my Chocolate Poem 20

You are my choclate I crave you In the middle of the night I want to taste you Bite you Lick you Consume you You are my chocolate Soft, sweet, buttery Melting in my heart You are bittersweet choclate Moody and dark You are milk…

Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep Poem 19

Now I lay me down to sleep I jolt myself awake Poetry looms before me now Don’t fall asleep for God’s sake   Pull yourself up by your bootstraps Or at least your comfy old socks Don’t put your head down for even a sec…

Bad Memories

“Bad Memories” This was bound to happen, Elusive morning, Damn you! Precious, pretty memories are no more. Rushes in the violence, Memoirs of a broken, Battered woman. Sixteen, pregnant most assuredly no child. I do not know why he beat her With that ax handle,…

#20, We dont use the Zed word!!!

Race Rush Race To the finish. Race Rush Race To the end. We all race to the finish line. We all shamble Zombies. Shuffle our corpses to the end of the world. And chew on each others bones.

Solitude Poem 18

Solitude We have walked together More than I can say My withered heart preferring aloneness Years of my own voice Raging in my head a cacophony of silence Aloneness Almost afraid to push the boundaries Afraid of thick walls coming down Afraid to be vulnerable…