Dressed as herself now
The wind carries nothing
Wearing only her last words
"Nowhere to be found"
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 2:20 PM UTC
The undoing of my own voice
The unraveling of my own chords
ones that bind in bias
and talk in quarter sized truths
mixed with deciet
What anger has diluted the facts?
The heat of molten rock
has melded memory
into thick pumice
where love can no longer
-penetrate
deep deep within
only ash
line the cavern walls
I've created with my
passion
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 9:48 PM UTC
the write of dark print
can be so bold
as to
impress upon its
empty pages
words
backbiting and cold
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 9:10 PM UTC
For what tricks
hath
night before
to play
that steal
bright smiles from
Dawn
as she wakes
in billows of gray
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 1:25 AM UTC
What elation and gratitude
follows a treacherous hike
to peak and revel the summit
scraping away the atmosphere
to behold the blue diamond euphoria
an altitude that baptizes only the worthiest
of heads, within its moist triumphant clouds
Some though
don't make it up the trek
they lose footing and struggle
gaining no traction
sliding down
the steep sides of the ridge
For those.....
the summit is depth
and skies are not the limit
and they are not defined
by heights they climb
but simply, by the gravity
they continue to defy
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 11:14 AM UTC
Her breath
reaches the mountains
beyond the land
escapes the sea
Within her gracious core
her lungs
extend life unto thee
-All
that I seek
that I feel
that I see
in vibrant colorful shadows
has attached herself to me
Awakened as a gift delivered
washed upon the shore
I remain soaked in silken blue
conceived of her ocean floor
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 10:57 AM UTC
I am only a draft
I'm not meant to feel this cold
I'm not black, I'm not white
made up of all my
colorful mistakes -n- typos
I'm not your type but
you don't get
to set me straight
proofread, circle me in red,
intimidate
I may be the wrong part of your write
but you're what's wrong
with your life
If you feel the need
to delete me...
do what you must
but a cold draft of lies
will gain nobody's trust
Jan 2
Jan 2, 2026 at 4:52 PM UTC
Within her gates
of harmony
before
the Fall of Eve
there lived no need for
worry
there lived no need for
greed
for the rotten ones
you know
as they grow, never venture
far from the fruitful tree
if, one apple never has
enough
and the other agonizes
enough
will never be
Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 1:40 PM UTC
- dry your eyes birthday girl
Peace Train arriving soon
right on track
just give it some time
can't hear all the songs
if you don't flip the record
to the second side
Listen to the Long Play
a Sound recording thrives
on the Artist's full attention
to detail
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 3:19 PM UTC
Sit quietly now
and look
beyond the page
the blurs
outside the lines
and patterns
shape the hours
in our days
gently shade my creamy skin
in creases, tints and hues
creating a colorful universe
just a crayon
me and you
Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 2:22 PM UTC