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.
My eyes too unsteady, As it hits. Focus, blurr I try again Closed then opened Rubbed raw Blinking World is shaky Untamed Unknown Spaced out Trying to snap out Ending at a compromise Tilt slightly to the left And I am somewhat free
Blankly, gazing out at you Void of everything I once knew. A pickle jar, Emptied. Tongue’s grit Rough and sore. ~~~ Don’t spoil Your sour mood, For me. Or anyone. But lick your lips, And twist tight, What you might. Until the seal stops, And your wounds have healed. ~~~ Words retracted, Or withheld. Kept … Continue reading Pickled Crow – July 26, 2019
Lingering in my lust, For what I can no longer touch. Breathing fire, To taste the Sweetness. Dessert before dinner Leaves nothing Forward, After it’s expired. To begin again, One foot heads In a direction While the other tarries In the hunger I’ve built up For you.
Disturbed. A lifetime used To wonder, But never reach out. ~~~ Time is dirty, Muddy prints left. Tracking down Nostalgia lane. ~~~ Doors opened, That should have stayed closed. Latched and locked, But picked with curiosity. ~~~ Trouble spilling on the floor, Swept clean. Specks of dust remain, Undisturbed. ~~~ It is present, But invisible. … Continue reading The Passerby – July 31, 2019
Filling up my puddle, Splish, splash. Pity party for one, please.
Shaking~rumbling~ Blow, blow, blow! Feel it, grab it Ride on!
The edge Traversed Is narrow. The wind blows at your back, Pushing you forward. Vacillating, You obey. Disillusioned At the audacity Used In front of your face. You could jump Ending the fear. All things. Instead, you continue To be pushed Along the edge. Not strong enough To wear your thoughts On your sleeve. As … Continue reading Traverse – June 8, 2019
You tell me, Turn my pain into strength. It can only be strength. Because if it’s not It’s nothing, It’s death. Pain is always strength, To those who live through it.
Untamed, tunnel spinning. The fairgrounds of grief. Dark And lonely. The murmurs coming from The end, calling us To the opening Across the way. The path unkind, So close. Arms stretched out Never quite there. Finger tips scratching The surface, Always present Slipping and clawing for traction. Shouting out silently For everyone to hear. The … Continue reading Spinning Tunnel – June 5, 2019
My mom believed God would save her, At least welcome her. I believe, if there is a God, For her.
Up and tall, shoulders rolled back, chin pushed toward the sky, hair tucked neatly behind her ears. -CUT DOWN- Push forward, don't look back, stay small, absorbing all vibes. Over, and over, and over again. -CUT DOWN- Quick sand in his shoes, hunched and drooping, chin folded up, messy and knotted. -CUT DOWN- Pull within, … Continue reading Cut Down – March 31, 2019
Flat on my face, With you. Carrying on about needing space. Do as you please, With ease. Not one single thought, Or moment you spare. Yes I’m jaded from the years of wear and tear. Pick up and be. It’s not as easy for me.
Take On Me (acoustic) by A Ha This song! It's funny how you can take someone else's lyrics and their meaning and apply them to your own life. This is just beautiful 😢❤️. My hopes are the poems that come from my experiences do just that for those they touch. Music is such a muse! … Continue reading Talking to you…Tuesday 3/26/19 (rad music video link)
Does the world seem too big? Am I speaking out loud? My voice seems to be lost in the static.
The water lurches onto the land, Suffocating everything it covers. A blanket of beauty, twinkling as the sun bounces it’s rays, shimmering along it’s path. Underneath this mysterious enigma, it shields the unknown and invisible. The constant movement, flowing to nowhere. Just keeps going, And moving, And smothering under the blanket of beauty, always glistening. … Continue reading Flood – March 21, 2019
There are times out of nowhere I can’t catch my breath. She squeezes with all her might, And tugs at my bleeding heart. I can’t think straight. Mind frozen in the past, or is it the future that makes me sob? So hard the tears flood my cheeks turn into rivers. I can’t see past … Continue reading Back and Forth – March 17, 2019
You are getting used up. Chewed up, and spit out. Get out.
I tried so hard…for you. I put my trust…in you. But now here I am, Right back where I started. Fighting so hard to feel whole. To feel the love through the anger. But you’ve imprisoned me in this space of perpetual conflict. Again, and again I reach out for you. It falls silently at … Continue reading Attempts – January 29, 2018