Tag Archives: Poetry

Metamorphoses

Ode to Ovid This is the first part to a three part series Read part II here Read part III here The divine woman rose from the dustof her fallen father and grandfathers. Her naked body warmand beating with life;Her hair so long itbrushed the ground she walked on. She was gifted with blissfrom herContinue reading “Metamorphoses”

That Kind of Night

The blankets, slept in. The air thick with smoke from the magical stuff that turns your mind inward, too inward if you let it. I wouldn’t know, I’m more of a bore. The stale sweat rubs me in every wrong way while I tell myself I’m there for some divine reason. A few drops ofContinue reading “That Kind of Night”

Blessed is She Who Mourned

A poem (published on Genius in a Bottle) They told her she’d be healedOver and OverWe believed. Oh, we believed We prayed We fasted We drowned ourselves in the mysteries of faithwe turned the lights off at sunriseknowing it’s the body that fallsnot the word We gathered her broken piecesinto our childish handsand wrapped themContinue reading “Blessed is She Who Mourned”

Ecclesiastes

I wanted to share a poem of mine that was published on Genius in a Bottle a publication on Medium that I really admire. I’ve been going through a literary theory course through open courseware. (You can find it here) And I’ve learned so much and in such an in depth way. The last fewContinue reading “Ecclesiastes”

Forbidden Fruit

I’ve taken a bite crisp juice dribbled down my chin An answered prayer from the heavenly hosts a clasped hand closed tight like a casket Banished me The ground churned toiled and labor pains shoot up from my hips flashes of lightening of memories that survived the flood The fruit swallowed left to decay inContinue reading “Forbidden Fruit”

Your Wife II

His waves crash Like an ancient melody They play my song They pull me in I dive and dive Only to be denied I sit I cry I beg and plead Open up to me I’m left drenched with a Mouth full of sea foam Drowning in an eerie silence I’ve become a pirate ForeverContinue reading “Your Wife II”

Your Wife

She could climb right in the hot dish water it’s been days since she’s relaxed in a bath she soaks her hands just a second longer a crawler wraps around her leg brings her joy brings her frustration “just five more dishes” wrinkled hand wrinkled sanity the crawler lifts a pant leg “ugh, I needContinue reading “Your Wife”

How to Perceive the Muse

“Inspiration is the windfall from hard work and focus. Muses are too unreliable to keep on the payroll.”― Helen Hanson Ideas are such an interesting thing. They can hit us like a load of bricks. They can grow on us. They can evolve into something completely different. Where do they come from? How do we loseContinue reading “How to Perceive the Muse”