Hour Sixteen Sequestered away in fear like a deer in the headlights, wide-eyed at the atrocities of human nature. I once wore a misanthropic hat lined with burs of Burdock that clung to the scalp ripping out my hair in chunks. My experience with humankind…

Life Passes Quickly Life passes so quickly So try not to blink For as sure as you do Time shall fly in a wink One moment, a baby A newborn of need Then blink, now a graduate Ready to succeed Life passes so quickly Where…

Hour Fifteen 11:11 I once had a friend named Bitterness whose caustic nature ate away at the very core of my being. Memories, a swampland I slogged through with years of mud caked to the tattered soul at my feet while Bitterness urged me toward…

Prompt seventeen – Text prompt Write a poem either titled or centred around a ‘Kaleidoscope’.   Twin-toned Kaleidoscope At a little past six in the morning I watch the sky dawning with a fat yellow oval moon hanging bright. The dark night trees begin to…

Kaleidoscope of Feelings   My mood turns   new edges shapes and colors suddenly appear   twist me ~ again   patterns fill up more space   wind me ~ up some more are you willing to explore   a full gyration pieces fall back…

There’s a thin line between who I am and what I am. Am I the one you think of when the rain washes down your window? Am I the reason you stay up at night? Am I what the poets call hurricane? Am I the…

Endless combinations of color and light. The most minor shift brings new design and unique beauty. Another shift and the pattern is gone and won’t ever be seen again.

How sad is the word “almost”? They almost left. She almost knew. He almost confessed. They almost killed. I almost told you. We almost lived. I almost was enough. Almost…

“Dear John”   I write these words to tell you  I love you   the scars that you left   pages burned nothing left, but ash   casted out to call my power back to me   I write these words as they, set me…

I’m One with the Shore I am most at peace when I’m one with the shore Whether swimming or fishing Or there I find great release When I open the door To letting nature take the lead I’m one with the shore With a chair…