To Rightful
To you’ll be sent now this Reminder pale,
That cannot be to Memory compared:
Thus strays some lonely Wanderer through Vale,
Where mighty Flow to Ocean Path lay dared.

But left behind just heated Thirst’ Mirage:
Wind hiss’ like Snake and underfoot creak Stones,
Imagination longs for Life and Rush –
For what Desertion desperately moans…

Reminder – Seed; it will be thrown to wait
Till Hope through Torrent Element encounters –
Then it’ll emerge, achieving Goal that laid
Was while ago, across the Seas and Mountains.

Then Colors bright, by living Waters fed,
Will cover Dust and bring their Fruits delightful:
So be the Word of Love that now you met –
To give then Birth for Feeling Right and Rightful!..

Do you have a silly secret?
Something that doesn't hurt anyone.
A silly thing to giggle at.
It isn't a lie but still you feel sly.

In a past life time I used hide my candy bars in a shrimp ramen package.

No one ever touched them.
No one ever knew.
I giggle to myself,
through and through.

Some days I can feel the cool metal
Pressed under my chin

Life rushing by, pressure on the peddle
Head hanging over the bin

Some days I can feel my heart's been ripped out
Hollow, outlined in pain, eating at me

My head spinning, I can't find the best route
Pretending everything is okay, sipping tea

Some days I just want to throw-up
People in this world make me nauseous (including me)

Can't handle the word, hide behind make-up
Over trusting over cautious

Some days my mind won't stop spinning

Some days my mind won't stop spinning

. . . Some days my mind won't stop spinning

let us
do only all the things we wish we could, if our lust and love was not so secret.

not just dream but see, touch and taste the mossy nectar of our wavy
pinkish, glistening seas
above and
beneath an ocean of silken sheets.

-By Alexandra Eames

fabric of skin unfolds
to make my memories
    old
my heartless cave
  filling with dread
    cold
Time bending around me
  everything blending into me
    mold