no time to rhyme

There once was a lovely girl named Sally Who about her (sad) love life would dally In other ways she was super smart But had challenges in affairs of the heart She only went out now and then Her family thought her an old hen…

Tinkerbell’s melody

Morning rays of liquid gold wakes me up from dream of darkness. As gems of silver trickle down my cheek I see my death and life in reverse. I am forever falling, bedazzled by the shimmer from a thousand lanterns in the sky.  

My Child Poem 16

Got to thinking today If you had lived If I had carried you to term If we had finished what we started You would be aboutĀ 14 now We’d be worried about sex Fighting over curfews And doing your chores I would be practiced atĀ being a…

Poetry Marathon poem #13

Let me kiss your lips below your waist so I don’t forget just how much I love your taste. Let me hear your pant and call pressin’ up against the bathroom wall foggin’ the mirrors with the heat of your body moving under me. I…

#16, Missing Birthday

Happy Birthday. Or it would have been. Chocolate cake and chocolate milk . Your safest addiction. Fun and laughter Teasing and presents that make you cry and smile Hug us. “Your girls.” Dad would kiss you. You both so in love you look like teenagers…

Sandcastle with thorns

Silence. Muffled thoughts. Lifeless body staring back from hollow eyes. Dark circles covered with shiny stars. Pouty lips and smeared colour all over your cheek in a peculiar shape. At the back of your palm, she said; “Your future is written”. Protruding veins and specks…

After the Honeymoon Poem 15

Just saw a headline 6 Things to do After the Honeymoon I began listing them   Hold back your temper Don’t yell Learn to be yelled at Live with it Whatever it is Give Give Don’t take too much Wash your dishes Pick up after…

“Midnight”

“Midnight” Midnight is upon us, Nothing is as it seems, No one is who they appear to be, Masks of deception. Faceless strangers move stealthy under the dark cover of night. The bright lit moon of the midnight hour is the only light. Words as…

Sacred path

Winding road, seldom walked upon. Enveloped by quiet darkness. Tracing fingers along the inside of her arm. The world is holding her breath in anticipation; crunching leaves falling from the sky, greeted by a floor of emerald green.  

A small bundle of mess

Life in the outskirts; looking in through foggy windows. Warmth and laughter seeping out. Numb fingers, shallow breath. Stiff body creating silent tears. Playing a tune to quiet the mind. Senseless feelings.   Emotional drain without conviction for her sins. A ruckus of screaming laughter….