The spit of life has split us up;We sipped the shit right out that cup. Bottoms up and both let down;Dirt disguised as coffee grounds;Perhaps the tea cannot be stirred;The drink instead creates a word. A letter dropped to form a noun;In liquid form to screw around;The “tea” it eats the “f” in fear;The hollowContinue reading “The Tea In Tears”
If coins turn to bills,I will travel the world.I will touch other earth;Change my dirt into pearls. I’d step off of this land,And set foot in a plane.I would roll in your grass,And I’d dance in your rain.
I stumbled into bad choices, dead ends and wrong turns;Every blister and ouch was a lesson I learned.I grappled to people like flies to manure;Every love in my way was untrue and unpure.I tended the fire, but then I got burned;Every story of mine is a badge that I earned.I am who I am fromContinue reading “Burning Crossroads”
Caressing her heart and repairing her soul, the butterfly ushers on by. Depositing joy on her face. Extending hope in her hands. Lifted up from her knees as the butterfly lands.
Blindly peeking through panesof houses aligned;in search of your losses and founds you might find.They have what is theirs and what’s yours is your own;not so great and not grand,still a place to call home. The meaning you seekis the value within;untucked behind curtains and walls paper thin.The gold in their groutand the rich inContinue reading “Window Pain”
In between all the calls, I just rocked and I prayed That the child I had Won’t be taken away. I did not let out tears; I shed rivers and streams. I fought night and feared sleep, Cause you’d creep through my dreams. I felt pain in my heart That would not go away, AsContinue reading “Still Here”
Barely beating for long; Lengthy year in the blue. Colours crept through the cracks, Shingles clinged to the roof. Nearly gone, but she’s here; The brink close to the edge. She inhales from her lungs; Climbing mountains instead. Every minute ticked by; Now she ticks what she does. Tumbling high over hurdles, Letting go ofContinue reading “The Brink”
They get and receive, but want more When refused they can kick and slam doors Being showered with gifts; temporarily fixed Still, no wrapping or bow fills that void. The suffering felt from inside Is too hurtful to quiet and hide They externalize pain; to silence their brain Just to pause what they feel inContinue reading “Fill to Fix”
To this father he offered this daughter; To this man he offered this woman; To these children he offered this mom. The nights weeping as a child prepared her for the tumultuous relationship she would run from to raise her children alone. She wore this life on her shoulders because he knew she could carryContinue reading “Brave Soldier”
May all of this make no sense to me; may it teach, may it show what’s to see. I will learn, I will grow, I will be the one that will be the new me. It can come, It might stay, It may go. It will be a new lesson to know.
He silently whispers that he has to escape; Summoning the guardians above — words of hope; Begs for the clutter to vanish, to finally feel enraptured by life. Clarity distinctively appears out of reach; He grasps onto the olive branch as it abruptly disintegrates; Attempting to cling to any sign of his existence; Praying toContinue reading “Guardian Angels”
Does not turn the page in a heartbeat; Does not treat you like you do not count; Does not trick you into doing things; Does not twist your world upside down. Does not trip you on your way; Does not tear at your goals; Does not tamper with your feelings; Does not torment your soul.Continue reading “Love…”
Her beauty captivates the room like the blooms in an ethereal garden. The intricate sway in her stance invites petals and stems to a dance. The pastel shades embrace her cheeks, the pearls and the lace glorify her body and face, as she lightly caresses the floor underneath her delicate feet. Angelic she seems, asContinue reading “Blooming Pearls”
My story is not to be heard. It cannot be a phrase made of words. The stuff I have seen can’t be viewed on a screen; cause the image would just be a blur. My life was not printed on scroll. I was unfairly placed in this role. The crowd they applaud, and the curtainContinue reading “Curtain Call”
butterfly, pause this chaos for me; be the smell of the rose in the weeds. your intricate flight, and its precious delight, flutter the petals in me. butterfly, take every worry away; be the brightness I need every day. your delicate shades, and their loving embrace, fill my heart that lays well-tucked away. butterfly, findContinue reading “Bring Brightness”
Gasping, in search of her child, she awakes through the minutes of night. While others lay lightly on their cotton-plush-pillow, she ponders the meaning of life. A hand on her slender ribs; her eyes squinting to see if the chest of her child still performs the way that it should. She accepts what will come,Continue reading “Kick-Ass Mom”