Category: poetry

All the Beautiful Colors – September 22, 2019

Subtle and pastel, Spreading across the dusky sky. Silky and gentle, Rolling into your eyes. Filling up reflections In the panes of glass. Sitting and waiting For the lone meanderer To notice, For a second, As time stands still. A choreography is done Amongst the whispering clouds. Dancing alone Feeling life spread through, And in. … Continue reading All the Beautiful Colors – September 22, 2019 →

The Looking Glass – August 31, 2019

It chooses to come and go, As it pleases. Shaping every morsel of my being. It’s hold, It’s harsh grasp, Threatens Anything good I’ve created. Observing this happen From the top of somewhere There is no stop button I can reach. Only to watch it play out Through the looking glass.

Go On – September 19, 2019

Break lights Glowing red Closer than I think. Reaching out Afraid to shout Been shut down Too many times. Can’t let go Like you did So long ago. At last, I realize I’m on my own. I look away To turn my cheek, And you’re right there beside me. Does it always, go on and … Continue reading Go On – September 19, 2019 →

I Would Cry – September 17, 2019

I did not cry. Nope, not the day she died, Or at her funeral, Or the service held at the house. No, I did not cry, During our final hug goodbye. I did not cry. But if I were given the chance, One more opportunity, I would humbly Show her all my tears, and Share … Continue reading I Would Cry – September 17, 2019 →

My Mom – September 10, 2019

She is... both alive in me And gone to this world. ~~~ She is... My baggage I will never drop And always pick up Teetering on the verge of sanity. ~~~ She is... The wind That plays in the leaves That jostle the grasses To make the most beautiful Whoosh. ~~~ She is... The voice … Continue reading My Mom – September 10, 2019 →

Blue and Smokey – September 12, 2019

A swollen old tree, Blue and Smokey. Where a knot, extended Splits into the ground. A Home, a muse. Beauty not built, But shaped by opportunity. It holds a place Living a lifetime Right off the wayside. Do you notice, Or would it pass you by?

Red – August 14, 2019

A funny little dance As I watch by chance Bouncing and flirting To down right deserting Spastically Slapping And taking their bows Staring out my back windows. Between each slat The branches do play The leaves maroon and cold The sun kissed tint of red, bold.

Suppress – August 16, 2019

Suppress me, You don’t want to dress me With all my wounds. ~~~ One day you’ll find me erased And wonder why You never saw me fly. ~~~ Inside a flash, I learned To be who you wanted. I played the game right Everything stayed the same, Because I didn’t put up a fight. ~~~ … Continue reading Suppress – August 16, 2019 →

In My Mind – September 5, 2019

What do you see when you close your eyes, he says. I see you. What do you feel When you close your eyes, He says. Your hands on my skin. What do you think When you close your eyes, He say. A thousand thoughts Of you.

Billions of Seconds – August 14, 2019

The summer’s final heat is Plump and uncomfortable. Leaving us Soaked in our own coolness Distracted and searching... ~~~ All of the hours And minutes spent, It’s daunting to Think about the billions of seconds Thrown over our shoulder. Left far behind Each day. The sweetness shared With the quick lasting hugs, The little fires … Continue reading Billions of Seconds – August 14, 2019 →

I’m Sorry – September 3, 2019

I am sorry I am broken, a piece of me lost. I’m sorry I can’t find it. Have you had enough? Me too. Can’t take anymore? Me too. I’m so sorry for the trouble, Please stop shattering what’s left. I’ll keep trying to pick up the pieces, If I can. Alone, The way it’s always … Continue reading I’m Sorry – September 3, 2019 →

Experiencing Death – September 1, 2019

I’d rather it be me, than you, You ask why. Because I know what’s on the other end. An intensity, A tightness That won’t let go. It grips you, And holds you hostage Silent to its prey. I’d rather it be me, than you. But wait, Then it’d be you.