You turn my head Not because you’re pretty, Or you make me laugh, Or you’re the least bit intriguing. You turn my head Because my eyes want to roll back into my brain at you, Snuff my nose in the air at you, Turn my back and walk away from you.
Gift – April 3, 2019
Slow motion bullet. Piercing through my heart. Bleeding out forever. The gift you’ve given me.
Talking to you…Guide
Each Talking to you post is a little bit of myself. A bread crumb of my existence. An insight into why I write what I write, and where it comes from. My hope is to openly express, as best as I can, through poetry and photography my "life feelings". These posts are as sporadic as … Continue reading Talking to you…Guide
Pieces – March 28, 2019
The space between us swells. Until it bursts at the seams, And spills into a gazillion pieces.
Until – April 12,2019
[Your mother died], so what. Ignore the pain Push it down Out of sight Even for you, Especially you. Until. Freedom leaves your spirit. Left with nothing, You feel nothing. Decades keep churning Looking in from the out. Until. They show up, Spicy and hot with flare. Holding out your hands, Burning everything you touch. … Continue reading Until – April 12,2019
Talking to you…Friday 4/12/19
A little piece of me for the taking. For Her - March 9, 2019 was actually written (at 3am) for my daughter, after she left for a piano competition, but when I finished and read it back to myself, it also very much pulled me toward my mom. It’s funny how life overlaps. Happy Fri-Yay!
Elevator Home – March 30, 2019
I hate you death! For everything you touch. You're poison, That keeps returning. You’ll never stop Rolling and rolling Head over heal Rounded body Arms searching for something to grab Until we’ve reached The bottom. You think this is fun? You think this is a game? The bottom floor. Stranded, Until the elevator brings us … Continue reading Elevator Home – March 30, 2019
Shell – April 9, 2019
Deep inside, Left alone and bored. Come into my shell. With me, Let its energy pull at your toes, Eat away at your dreams, And squash love between your fingers. Stuck inside, with me Sit back and look out into the light and see what you’re missing.
Will You?
Angel, come down. Circle your arms around my heart. Love me, Don’t leave me, Stay with me. Wrap me in your warmth. Safely tucked in. A bed time story. Like you used to do. One more time, Let’s find the hidden pictures. Love me, Don’t leave me, Stay with me. Don’t turn off the lights, … Continue reading Will You?
Between – April 6, 2019
Between poems, I cry and I cry. Until I figure out what’s making the tears, Then I spill it all over my paper.
The Bud Pops – April 9, 2019
As the branch bends, The bud pops. I slide down each arm of life, Stopping. Breathing in it’s new beginning. The old stem has come back, alive. Once again Anew with joy Perky toward the sky. I linger Hoping It’s vitality Will seep into me. As the bud pops, I smell sweet life Fresh in … Continue reading The Bud Pops – April 9, 2019
Normal – April 9, 2019
Normal sucked me in, then spit me out. It tempted me With all its glory, It’s fun, And careless temper. The way it looked at me, And let me fall asleep at night. It took away my dreams. And everything in between. Then normal hit me square in the face What had happened, What it … Continue reading Normal – April 9, 2019
The Forgotten, Then Remembered – April 9, 2019
The forgotten, then remembered Hits you hard the second time ‘round, Unprepared and snoring. The forgotten, then remembered Sends bubbles cutting through the surface, We've all been told a watched pot never boils. The forgotten, then remembered Scrapes their way into your existence, Then cuts you deep. The forgotten, then remembered Throws a surprise party … Continue reading The Forgotten, Then Remembered – April 9, 2019
Break Through – March 10, 2019
A bad mood Surrounds me, Like a warm blanket. The rays of light try to penetrate my cover.
You – April 7, 2019
A swig Of you Is enough. Swishing and spitting Fizzy beverages gargled Doesn’t rid the flavor Of you. Seeing you there Afloat Swirling and twirling Dancing around, Flushed. That takes care of you.
Springtime – April 7, 2019
Dirt, Wet dog, Worms, Fish, always fish. The smell creeps up on me, As spring turns the corner.
Everything – April 6, 2019
The before, the after, the now I live in all three Woe is me.
Notice – April 5, 2019
As I pick through my feelings, I notice One. Standing in a corner, Alone and forgotten, Shivering and cold, It’s been there for awhile. In fact, the longer I let it linger The more intense it’s draw. How could this happen, A defense mechanism, Perhaps? I want it no longer. I would have chosen otherwise. … Continue reading Notice – April 5, 2019
The Lonely Leaf – April 5, 2019
The lonely leaf tumbles by. Flittering through life Not knowing which answer to give, Or what emotion to display. Moving along at whatever pace the wind blows.
Her Prairie – April 3, 2019
I hold this little memory In the palm of my hand A box that lurches open With the snap of a band Always dusty And filled with her scent Flowers and the breeze. She grew a small garden In the back corner of our yard Lilies of the valley were her favorite With spicy pops … Continue reading Her Prairie – April 3, 2019
DoRee MelNic 