Peep from under the Tree

I stood on the ground and looked up at the sky But tree branches covered my eye Enveloped by the greying branches the sky whispered, “I am high”.   Spread in majesty the tree branches clasped in unison Intent on masking the light of the…

A Fallen leaf

Leaves fall like broken joy, from her beloved tree. Pain is felt by both the dying leaf,falling free and lonely tree.

Letter to Mama

My Beloved Mother, How are you? You would be wondering why I am writing you a letter. Do not wonder. I am thinking about you and all memories that I hold dearly. All the lessons you taught me still guides my every thought. You left…

My Love Poem

He is a lovely jailor who loves me in cage of his arm, making me warm. His kiss is a miss that’s why I am piss. my god knows how my cleavage survive without his bite, while I miss that lovely ride craving to be…

Poetry Marathon Submission #3

Injustice in America Form: The Bop Ann WJ White When a teen, I raised my fists against racism, violence; but for LBGTQ rights, women, elders, battered children, nature. I squeaked and squawked in righteous fury, pushed away, seated, a white bread girl against a tide…

Plight of the Homeless in my Home

the town-crier said they said they will give the homeless shelter they said the homeless should come around and register they said each homeless will need a number they said to get the number a homeless must bring his mother they said whoever does not…

A SINGLE GRAIN

If we can’t fill tiny stomach, let us try to save one single grain that made tiny stomach drain. If we can’t make tiny face happy, let us try to be a clown that will make their sadness down. If we can’t take care of…

Recipe for an Ideal Lover

Listen Hunting Dodge Duck Wood The following is the recipe for finding an ideal lover. Follow the rules. Keep it close and you may just about find your ideal lover. It is a difficult task to find an ideal lover. However, if you insist on…

9 am Sat

No alarm you’re in harms way a million miles away saw the time need a rhyme what can I say App’s a mess so I guess I’ll try to log the laptop now   but the passwords’ failing the passwords fail me my finger’s in…

My Venture

I can venture out right now, in sloppy hills of valleys where every height gives fright. The ups and down are sudden, when I am on car of wooden. I ride the car, getting millions of scars to make memorable my drastic oldage while I…