No matter what generation you come from
There is a cruelness of men and women
Not all men and not all women
But some to many of both
In a search for connection
I showed him my art
Drawings of dreams
And of nightmares
The vulnerability of imperfect lines
Of raw pain mixed into streaked charcoal
Page after page I flipped
Through my inner most thoughts
I watched his eyes
As he scanned each design
He turned toward me
Looking in my eyes
And gently says...
"You should stick to poetry"
Aug 17, 2023
Aug 17, 2023 at 10:19 PM UTC
It's a peculiar thing...
Fire
It can represent many of heart's emotions
Rage, passion, survival, heat
Embers turned to flame
with just one ignited match
Fire can also be completely diminished
Embers grow cold
Or the rain comes
In an attempt to squelch
The last flames of a fire burning lowly
Some fires are dangerous
Spreading uncontrollably
like a wildfire amongst innocent trees
merely bystanders in an unlucky trick of fate
Some trees are barely ten feet
when they're forcibly engulfed
In a ring of fire.
Such a shame is the day
When you realize that fire
has burned you forever
You may not have died,
but you always live with those scars.
Jan 29, 2022
Jan 29, 2022 at 10:55 PM UTC
Alarm clock, you ****
I get angry and strike
the top of your head
as if you were a misbehaved child
and I was your grandmother
One, two, one more to go
I have to sleep more
Before I give you the time of day
Covers crinkled, stretching my toes
I roll my head to see my dresser.
It's not the clothes I need from inside it,
but rather the meds that lie on top of it.
Unscrew, pop, swallow, smile and nod
as I look at my reflection in the mirror
"Today is going to be a good day."
Jan 29, 2022
Jan 29, 2022 at 7:26 PM UTC
"Sugar and cream?"
"Yes, please" I reply to myself.
Wall paper, space heater, small round table.
There's a lot you can notice
When you're sitting by yourself
I wear a large yellow hat
so I blend in with the sun
Hoping it'll hide that I have no company
See, I don't mind being alone
As long as no one else notices
Jan 29, 2022
Jan 29, 2022 at 7:22 PM UTC
Two brothers, two different worlds
One comes home, one flies a million miles
Beyond our scope of understanding,
One safe, one at risk
Yet both in eminent danger
Two conflicting feelings
Blending and conspiring
Tearing my mind apart
With love and hate
Fear and trust
Insanity and reality
The current circumstances
Adding to the proclivity
of an already cautious heart
That this heart can not trust
But I trust my body, and I trust myself
Self: our greatest savior, if you choose so
Self: our worst enemy, if you allow it to be
Aug 30, 2021
Aug 30, 2021 at 8:48 PM UTC
Summer nights are my favorite...
To be able to sit on a hammock
Or in a rocking chair
Feet bare, shorts barely peering through
The edges of my long tank top
And not have a worry in my mind
On a night like that
Some would have a beer
or wine by their side
But I am a southern girl
So sweet tea will do just fine
As I peer through a screened in porch
I see the sky on fire
Scorching red and orange and pink
As if to emphasize the condition
of the world around me
As I sit there
in the silence of the evening
I feel a slight breeze
Like a gentle smile
Or comforting arms around me
Reminding me there can be
Simplicity
Beauty
Peace
No matter how young I was
Or how old I will be
I will never forget the feeling attached
To the profound subtlety
Of a summer wind
Apr 10, 2021
Apr 10, 2021 at 1:22 PM UTC
As I slowly opened my eyes
I saw a single ray of light
Bursting into my intentionally darkened room
As I turned to greet the day
I breathed in deeply
Letting my exhale
Penetrate the silent space
As I lay on my pillow
I saw a flutter of wings
Dance across my bed post
As if a Butterfly was waving
In a way she knew only I would see.
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 3:55 PM UTC
You are one man
Human
Your blood runs like mine
Your heart beats normally
Despite the fact it doesn't work at all
You have ten fingers and ten toes
Your one pair of eyes
placed perfectly on the sides
of your sunken in face.
As I relive the things you've done
You are more than one man
And your blood runs as cold as the arctic
Both of our hearts
beating too fast for either one of us to catch
But our hearts beat for different reasons entirely...
yours with the relished feeling of power and control
mine with the anticipation of entrapment and fear
Reliving trauma, everything multiplies.
You have 50 hands
One for each time
You assaulted me with them.
Your eyes multiply
Like spiders in the dark
Your face morphing
As if it was being drawn out by a dementor
I try and remind myself
that you are JUST ONE.
You have the same amount of strength
as someone who loves me.
We are both broken, like pieces of a smashed vase
The relieving thing is,
I can superglue myself back together
But you will always stay broken.
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 3:50 PM UTC
Like an animal,
Your instincts are self-serving
You want to eat, you find your prey and ****
No regard for the prey itself,
as long as you get fed,
to hell with the one you had to ****
It ***** to be the one who is killed...
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 3:39 PM UTC
When you hold me in your arms
It's like living in suspended animation
The feeling of my heaviness
Floating away
Like an unanchored boat
Chartering towards tomorrow.
Not a care in the world
As I feel the interlocking of your hand and mine
I embrace the sensation
The connection between us
Your body heat warming my skin
Like hot chocolate on a winter's day.
My anxiety of a day's work
Collapsing in your kindness
I embrace you
Your arms...
Your eyes...
Your lips...
As if in this moment
They existed just for us
A feeling, a connection
Only experiential
Between one you
And one me
An energy transfer
Designed in the universe
Just for our two souls
Jun 18, 2020
Jun 18, 2020 at 8:33 PM UTC