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 Jun 2018 Carina
Medusa
oh, honey
 Jun 2018 Carina
Medusa
you're not even selfish;
would u call the universe selfish!?

Medusa turns to face you and replies,
in monotone, like a dirge:

Yes. The Universe insists upon itself.
That is a certainty. I would call the Universe
Down upon my very head if needed
to say simply this:

Our Universe, Our Call.
My Universe is Willful,
Playful, Immoral as Hell.

Let it roll.
 May 2018 Carina
Jean Lewis
Chess
 May 2018 Carina
Jean Lewis
God is the game master
I am the Chess player
I play the King and just like anybody else
I too am afraid to loose my most valuable piece - my queen.

She taught me, a demon, two things...
How to smile and how to cry.
Chess
-Jean Lewis
 May 2018 Carina
Jean Lewis
What you think is my anger,
truth is I'm just scared to talk to you... because I don't know what to say and I know I'm not worth it. In fact, I spend every night thinking about you typing something on the chat but ending up to delete because I'm too scared anyway...

What you think is pride,
I am just too uncertain on what to tell you for you to perhaps find and for me to understand the 'interesting' you once called me. Deep inside, I know I'm boring and I just don't want to hurt you.

What you think sloth,
it is my commitment to try to understand what it means to be an average person living in fear of quizzes, grades, hoping to pass, and doing my best to graduate.

What you think is gluttony,
well to be honest I just really love eating...

What you think is jealousy,
I know I'm not perfect and many others will appeal more to you or look much more ideal than I am. So what you think is jealousy is for me simply afraid of loosing you.

What you think is greed,
none of this I have ever kept for myself. But, I shall spare you the details because you might just pity me.

What you might think lust,
perhaps more accurate if you say creepy or annoying, is what I call concern and care.

I like you
I value you, and
I love you.
My 'sins'
-Jean Lewis
 May 2018 Carina
Mark Wanless
Stormy Sea

if on a dark and stormy sea
   washed with cold and spray
i see a lighthouse calling me
   i will gladly turn away
  
want the travail of the wind
   want the cold and spray
harbour is an earthly place
   no place for me to be
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