The blackest of nights
Were never quite so dark
As to extinguish
The stars.
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 6:02 PM UTC
Though darkness surrounds
Me and threatens to drown
I'm not overcome.
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 6:01 PM UTC
Viola
Genuine Quick-witted
Island, Italy, Illyria
Shipwrecked, cross dresses as Cesario
Disguised, becomes Duke's loyal page
Viola loves Duke, Duke loves Olivia,
Olivia loves Cesario, but Cesario is Viola!
Sebastian, Viola's brother, survived the shipwreck, too!
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
The sting of raindrops,
a thirst for outdoors.
Dusk, and the
whisper of leaves,
a certain silence. The evening hangs
still. I want to observe the
moment of change,
the discovery of strength,
a joining.
Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 3:36 PM UTC
I love you as you are
Not as you ought to be.
I'm imperfect too,
As you will see.
The weight of mistakes
And brokenness
Is too much for one
Alone to bear
So Christ sends us friends,
And confidants,
With His Love to share.
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 1:43 PM UTC
Silver sparkles
Lost in a sea of purple fabric
Hair singed straight
Face painted
Laces stealing my breath away
Bittersweet, the hug
From an oft-absent father
The sinking feeling, unsatisfied
Without a clue as to why
Dread mounting, anxiety shouting
“You’ll be the prettiest girl at Prom”
Matte black
Broken by a silver bowtie
Hair combed back
Neat and orderly, obscuring
The sea of butterflies I hide
Euphoric, the hug
From the lady I’ll escort
Bright flashes in my eyes
Thumps of congratulations, I am
The lucky man to take the prettiest girl to the ball
“May I have this dance?”
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 8:56 PM UTC
Many women tell me,
the most efficient ways to live this world.
The men, oh the men
they hide their faces,
thoughts hidden under their
faces smeared with years
of fun and no commitment.
What is it that you are saying?
I thought it only stopped the bump
life's bumps happen so unexpectedly...
I never thought I'd be here, aren't I the traveler?
the smart one? The go-getter- laughing usually
now distress clouds
my decision making...
if you or I knew what the pill does,
a little child with a heart beat, personality, physical characteristics
falling now instead of sleeping in a warm cocoon
waiting to be let out as you and I were. But death
happens to us all, yet should we let this happen
to our most innocent ones?
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 12:44 PM UTC
Is a friend of mine
A wild streak, a thinker
A noble goof-ball
Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 11:20 PM UTC
Skype calls and phone calls
never do the heart justice
in long-distance love.
Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 10:47 PM UTC