Angst

Anxious to see you Nervous about the day Goosebumps head to toe as I think ahead Suffering as time all but stands still Tremble because you are in trouble. The good kind

darkness

We learned in science class that nothing grows when it is dark which is where I have been hiding stunted for the past 15 years when I stopped being perfect and became who I am 15 years later The sun is finally shinning and I…

Her

I always see her; mind’s eye myopia shows an eternal smile never fouled by frown or dismay. She dances, lightly, through dreamscapes decades in their fermentation. Her long hair twirls behind her, cascading brown across shapely shoulders, wind-blown bangs framing youthful, pristine face. Memory does…

Prompt for Hour Seven

Each year I write one prompt devoted to a cliché topic, previously these prompts have been focused on love and death. This year the challenge is to write a poem about angst that is not cliché. Good luck!

“Evolution has no place in Christianity”

“Evolution has no place in Christianity.” Oh how many times I’ve had that said to me! But here’s the thing, stick around, you’ll see– I’m living proof they coexist even inside a single being. Evolution doesn’t just mean dinosaurs, or 65 million billion years, or…

Compatible We

Am I? Am I poetic in my flow? When the bloom of my lips open like a flower and the words that I speak flow like dew dripping from its tip Does it look like poetry? When my motion around you draws a gentle breeze…

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