Melinda Barrett

Melinda Barrett May 2020

MIA

This isn’t a poem nor a prose
I just wanted everyone to know
That these couplets are simply practice
Until my muse becomes more active

Melinda Barrett May 2020

Out of focus

My feelings are diminished
You tarnished your own image
But now I must restore my vision
So I may see you with precision

Melinda Barrett May 2020

once bitten, twice shy

How to recognize a snake
They usually have green eyes
Don’t you make the same mistake
Of not seeing their disguise

Melinda Barrett May 2020

Foresight

If only you could see what’s
next
So you could know which way to turn
But that’s just not the way life goes
Only the hard way must you learn

Melinda Barrett Apr 2020

Reparations

Suppose I’ve been postponing my healing
Guess I procrastinate even with pain
Suppose to forget all our memories
Guess it’s war between my heart and my brain

Melinda Barrett Apr 2020

Mutable

He’s not on my timeline
He’s made it very clear
His thoughts aren’t linear
No weeks or months or years

Melinda Barrett Apr 2020

Compartmentalize

The thing I always think about
The thing that makes me wonder...
Which drawer do you keep me in?
Which file am I under?