“End thee, my love,” she pleads, “as though we were over before we began. Believe me to be a mere distraction and I shall believe you to be the depth of imagination born out of lonely despair. A cloud changing shape as soon as the storms come.” He sighs, drops his head. She places her … Continue reading Bargaining
You with your long, wispy branches I respect how you weep for those so lost in sadness. But, what if, instead of weeping you told a joke? Would those who suffer temporarily forget their sadness? What if they laugh, laugh so hard they cry? Remembering life is only as sad as the saddest thought refusing … Continue reading Willow weeping
to be suspended weightless in orange jello superbly safe from hurtful words escaping or crushing emotion infiltrating joyfully buoyant peacefully excluded oh to be trapped in such a numb existence as orange jello might provide
Focused on what’s gone instead of what’s left. Scared for what could happen instead of loving the moment. Stop letting fear win. Bask in the possibilities of what still might be. Fuck the ones who showed you the sad path others were forced to march. Instead create your own path. Love every moment knowing you’re … Continue reading Self…remember your worth
Water casually slips through fingers, my hands cupping together to salvage what I can. But the more I try, the more I lose until I’m left holding nothing. Never imagining I would thirst for you, my friend. Believing your promise that you were my endless stream.
The universe fell grey with sadness at a world so nearly lost. Refusing defeat, she painted the sky with uncertainty and forced them all to sit still. ... At first, oh they were so angry. They did not like being told what to do. But the anger soon subsided and their quiet loneliness reminded them... … Continue reading Absent Certainty
Water scaldingly soothes the soul, warmed and content. I stand, praying to remain, in this safe isolation where heat glides down flesh instantly replaced with the next comforting drop. Cast-off remnants wasted and ignored, circle the drain before being swallowed. ... My greed inevitably fails, always the repeat loser as languishing heat transitions to ice … Continue reading Enigmatic Streams
I cannot stay for you are my suffering and my body yearns for the light. So I give thanks for your expired guidance. Say goodbye my love, to this distorted reflection. And I move on with the graceful speed of a hummingbird. Gone before you take my hand, jailing me here forever.
Failure burns in my gut, seeps into my blood, circulates through my veins. No matter the voices I control in my head, I am surrounded, a standoff, and failure came prepared guns blazing, yet here I stand with only a knife. Useless hiding, for my reflection is always waiting.
In the early morning darkness, a man broken in the road. The cold, a vulture threatening to eat him whole. He rests his head on the concrete pillow, exhausted searching for home. A deeply thickened voice laced with concern, absent of judgment asks if he is okay. The stranger helps him to his feet. He … Continue reading The Stranger