I Have a Song of the DayAnd in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat I tried to find the sound But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness, So darkness I became (1)
I Write PoetryCrackle The crackling thought of you in silence Like lightening split a fissure in the sky Visible to anyone who looked up But no one looked, only my transfixed eye Static went out from my tingling body Lifting the weighted into weightlessness... See More »
I Write PoetryWhat He Doesn’t Deserve She danced on the pictures he broke Bloodied feet on what might have been He danced around venom he spoke Skirting the messy in between She fidgets, covers nerves stricken Before all the swelling can bruise He storms out... See More »
If you discover someone interesting here....Does it show genuine interest to comment on old posts, or is that creepy? And if old post comments are okay, is that only up to a point?
I Love Handsome Well Groomed MenI adore ginger-haired men! I can never look at anyone else when they walk in a room! (2)
I Express Myself Through WritingAn Anxious Silence It is an anxious silence This waiting, this everlasting absence It is a heavy burden This hanging, suspended without a net It is a blatant cruelty As we both dance upon a wire It is a breathless waiting For an outcome withheld... See More »
I Wtk Your Song Of The Day And WhyThe most beautiful thing I've seen and heard in a very long time....worth watching the whole thing! (1)
I Write PoetryBasic Have you ever wanted something basic Like the touch of their hand on your face So you touch your cheek to imagine It is really their touch in your place Have you ever needed words of kindness But were greeted with silence instead Imagining... See More » (1)
I Write PoetryThe Dark No one escapes the dark, my friend No one escapes the searching dark The sun sets eventually The candles extinguish their spark It may creep in like a phantom Through cracks in doors, window casing Stealthy, 'til it's suddenly there As its... See More » (1)
I Write PoetryCrumbs Won't Do I shouldn't have to be vulnerable Unless you make it safe I shouldn't have to show my hand Unless you play fair I shouldn't have to pull back my affection Because yours isn't guaranteed I shouldn't have to be so open Yet still... See More » (1)
I Write PoetryAdriatic I follow you down to your depths Through eyes of Adriatic sea What's buried in those depths below In your diluted history? Unnamed and scattered memories Obscured by sand-strewn floor Better hidden there in silence Than washed in view... See More » (1)
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