Naked vows, with out the dressings their promises were made to be kept, within their locked hearts their promises, soon would fade. Dark days came sure and swift. Their promises, dues to be paid and once again, on their grey days promises made. On burgundy waves, richly encased a bottle green and smooth. Their glasses… Continue reading Burgundy
Life, like a ride, Ticket at the door. When it’s her turn, It’s single file. Standing in line, An hour or more. Insides churn, Excited all the while. Closed gates, The gears get stuck. She waits, for what, Feels like forever. Music plays She's out of luck. Until the end.. Someone pulls the lever. Sparks… Continue reading Only A Fair
My family has a new dirty word. Memory. She lost hers. My chest rises. My chest falls. I feel... with every breath I take. My heart is broken. I am breathing. I live. In-spite of everything. Her home, a home away from home. A nightmare, for most. A reality, for her. My mind is on… Continue reading Memory
Trespasses against me not forgotten easily, the hell, is waiting at my door. I asked, to be set free from this, stale misery Now, here you are... back for more. It only takes a minute to remember what you've done. It only takes a minute and I'm on my way, I run. I try… Continue reading To Forgive
When ink is not enough to ease the worried mind the soul bleeds until the paper is red. Colored with anger drenched inside with feelings of misery and dread. Disillusioned and conned for... all that it's worth, and, not given a dime. The words are there for proof, and confirm the malice in time. The… Continue reading Fear
Screen Haiku The screen door slams shut. Looking through, to autumn ground. Winter is close by. Goodbyes can be sad. Dramatic goodbyes are bad. When screen doors slam shut. Quiet snowy days are what I crave, when she's mad. The screen door slams shut. ...... Alliteration Enchanted Winds The wind rides to reside in time,… Continue reading Screen Haiku Alliteration
Women are losing rights to their bodies, how they receive health care, birth control, if they have been raped. What is rape? Women love that right? He admitted sexual assault on women is OK. "You can grab them by the pussy, you can do anything." He is all about division. It's been his dream after… Continue reading It is why I Resist.
Your December Red Poinsettia adorning the hall as white snow flakes begin to fall. The music is sharp upon the ear. Echos of laughter for all to hear. It is that time again. Winter is setting in. Built with sweet memory. Wishing to go back again. Gum drops and sugar-coated, Slices of orange candy.… Continue reading Your December