They trickle in underneath the floor boards Like a plague sent by Moses These aren’t the crippling ones they’re the ones that make you crave spoiled milk When you least expect it they make you question if spoiled milk is really spoiled The dew on the leaves drip drip drip lifting you beneath the leavesContinue reading “Bad Thoughts”
Category Archives: Poetry
To Do’s
Here’s some poetry only a writer could love. An example of my love hate relationship with editing. But it must be done! To Do’s Can you backspace Center space Use less commas But add one here, Double space and Don’t forget 1 inch Indent and margins And of course Know your genre Characters and placesContinue reading “To Do’s”
Freedom in the circle
Yes, there’s freedom there but not from the flesh and never from grave all your rules and discrepancies are DECLINED but don’t expect a polite refusal. when your cards fall short be prepared to be hounded intellectual freedom, whispering demons narcissistic inequality, teeth in your decaying flesh and hands around your neck escape artists bangingContinue reading “Freedom in the circle”
Double Slit
Twinkling teeth head over heels His smile got me weak in the knees I made him mine I MADE him mine Wedding bells perfection Miscarriage miscarriage miscarriage
She is
She’s got magic under her fingertips waiting to be unleashed She glances up and manipulates the entire sea when she cries a black hole of sadness warps everything in her path. When she’s happy as a Daisy the waters recede which could cause drought for days and days the pendulum swings from her to I causing downContinue reading “She is”
She’s deep though
(Before she rids all things beauty) There she was dressed to the T Name brand from head to toe: Jeans snug, just a kiss of cleavage showing She’s mastered the art of beauty Because she’s terrible at everything else and her mind’s not like the others She hides behind mesmerizing curves, and charms, and niceness Why? because notContinue reading “She’s deep though”
I Want It All
I Want It All Sitting in my cardboard box room Only small coin in my hand Flip on the tube, there’s happy people Living well across the land Got bright smiles and new clothing Spending money just for fun Why should they have all the pleasure Why not let me dance in the sun IContinue reading “I Want It All”
Frayed Ends
Frayed Ends And what, dear children, is the end of the world? Is it when a hydrogen bomb is triggered, and flesh and concrete and body and soul are brought to nothingness by the fury of a stillborn sun? Is it when the rich finally get tired of carrying the poor on their backs (or,Continue reading “Frayed Ends”
The Mason
The Mason He picked up a red brick Brushed it off and placed it on the wet cement. He had sweat on his brow that Drip dripped. His overalls and long sleeve plaid shirt Were a good choice that frigid morning But mid-day it was 80 degrees under the sun. He still stacked because ifContinue reading “The Mason”
Skirts
There is nothing here this is a blank sheet that needs my creativity, only my well has run dry or my muse has gone on vacation. It’s in you, your life is an inspiration but my life is dull dull dull and all I want is to write write write: no bars or small talk, onlyContinue reading “Skirts”
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