Category: poetry

Antiquity – May 23, 2019

Through the crinkles of time These telling cracks Hold my body Together. With all it’s wear and tear The beauty within Exudes. I stand up tall, Claim my place, Here In this tick of the clock. ***This poem was Inspired by a beautiful vase from The Alchemist's Studio

Motherless Daughter – May 24, 2019

Mama, please don’t go, I’m not strong enough. The memory of you, Lost in the waves of time And too volatile to prod. ~~~ Life moves fast, I had no choice. Heart breaks a thousand times each day Bellowing for you. ~~~ Your lessons are a record, In my mind, But I’m still weak Not … Continue reading Motherless Daughter – May 24, 2019 →

Elevator – May 21, 2019

Stepping into an elevator, My arm falls back In-between the sliding doors. Waiting for you. Your feet shuffle faster. Politeness overload. A courteous hi, hello, or how are you? A slight lift of the cheeks? Quick, eyes to the ground, Always facing the buttons. Maybe, a comment about the weather. All bartering little conversation. No … Continue reading Elevator – May 21, 2019 →

Tumbleweed – April 12, 2019

As the tumbleweed preforms it’s tap I sit front row, center, Attentively awaiting it’s show. I watch it travel by, Over and over. The same dance, Over and over. Skt—Skt—ttt—ttt—Skt-Skt-Skt-Skt—-Skt. Over and over, The same song sings, the dance it brings. Somehow this recital never grows old, Keep on watching.

Path Weaver – May 21, 2019

The lonely road, Nobody chooses. Few end up walking It’s length. The path lined with flowers Is much more enticing. Warm and inviting, Full of others making their way. Each filled with lessons. Each deceptive for what they are. Your strength in the moment Can guide you in your choice. I advise, To listen wisely … Continue reading Path Weaver – May 21, 2019 →

Soul Catcher – May 18, 2019

Within a heartbeat, They meet. Survival of the fittest. Drawing in the who, Soul crosses body. Is it in the atmosphere, Or the garden we lay? How do we become, You or I? The love we’re given? The hate we reap? Decisions made Before allowance To understand A path chosen A choice passed by Blink … Continue reading Soul Catcher – May 18, 2019 →

Sculpted – May 18, 2019

The ugliness I’ve sculpted, Plain and simply, me. Escaping the whirlwind that returns, Unknown. Seeing the beauty Encapsulated by your life, Breaks my heart And sucks me back in. Treasured memories Are few between. Swept away by The dependable wind. Will we meet again? Will we know each other? The ugliness I’ve sculpted, Plain and … Continue reading Sculpted – May 18, 2019 →

Painsanity – May 16, 2019

Falling to my knees, Heavy and hard. Breath puffs forcefully  Between my lips. Chest is now empty, A nothingness surrounds me. My tears don’t wait. Sheets of water Stream down each cheek. The dust quickly shifts to dirt. It splatters onto My already stained shorts. Panting ensues, I grab at my neck. A primal need … Continue reading Painsanity – May 16, 2019 →

Normal – March 21, 2019

I’m not objective. how could I be? Always my own cheerleader. Everything’s great,  I’ve got this,  No problem. Fake it till you break it. Sit down,  strap up, and  hold on. It’s not... You don’t... you’re hurt... It’s ok, the good news is,  You’re normal.

Cloaked – May 14, 2019

This family, Is not mine Un-included Far away Distant thought Touches down Separate the pain Packed into boxes The picture drawn Delicate Rage placed  Just out of sight Between the lines Stippled over An artists piece Studied You’ll find me there Emotions checked Hiding inside The beauty drawn On the page  In front of you.

Hold My Hand – May 12, 2018

The sky slurs awake, As the day begins. My eyes creep open. This weight From years gone by, Alone and heavy. You never visit me while I sleep, But surround me in sorrow In my waking hour. On edge. Inhales shallow. Eyes swollen. Unnumbered hours Have passed me by Without the scent of you. Today … Continue reading Hold My Hand – May 12, 2018 →

Skin – May 7, 2019

Want to shed this skin. Urges come and go. To release the hate It holds me tight, Binded. Cracking the door Open, as it shuts. Slammed in my face. Fuel trickling on the fire. Burning in its place. Right where I am, Is right where I’ll be.