Fell in Love - HaikuFell in the pool of love — a hundred hands reached for me, I grew gills, stayed deep.
Magic (a poem)What is magic? Magic is That electric anticipation of a kiss: The parting of lips, The flow of breath, Heartbeats accelerating Into interweaving rhythm. It is that touch of a father’s hand To his son’s shoulder, Wise eyes on the horizon, Patiently... See More »
Haven't written in a long time and I can't sleepHeads aflame, She immolates my darker shades Forest fires in oil paint Chromatosed in vacant space Black hole in a sequoia vase Yin and Yang, Anathemas in gilded pane Casted bird with plaster wings Syncopated states of sun and rain
Douche poet is here to get you all arguing.That's the kind of low level energy I block. Those are the worst kind of people to me. I don't understand getting off on causing conflict and arguing. It's like a control thing.
i suck at titlesI tell myself the night is kind, but daylight breaks the lie, the truth I hide behind my smile, burns me out from the inside. I walk a road that splits apart, each turn a consequence, my heart pulls hard against my head, clashing thrashing... See More »
W.B Yeats' best poemsMy Husband laughed at me a little for listening to W.B. Yeats. He told me he HAD to read him in high school. Then he got a little serious as he remembered I didn't go to high school. I did get my G.E.D. at 18 and then in my 30's I went to community... See More » (1)
