Ever feel as if that voice is just hinting away, Those conversations are too close, That you hear inspiration behind words, People thousands of miles apart saying the same thing, Or is it the moment, The world is in chaos, Is it the wild turbulance, Driving the, “no atheists in foxholes” event, We stand looking…
Tag: Poetry
Pop-Ice-Burgs
Notes of crisp amber sugar, Carmalized notes flick off the tongue, Bursting with bubbly deliciousness, As wave after wave, of sugary goodness, Washes down my parched throat, Quenching thirst and sugary desire, As the amber cola, Swirls around the ice, Crashing against the glass, Encasing its wobbly state, As drink after drink, Extinguishes its exquisite…
No Title, just a bit of fun with words
Lit, lit, lit, Sip, sip, lit, lit, Can’t wait, here I am, I am me, Here I stand, come at me like a man, Battles they come seeking me, Here I stand, come at me like a man, Come and say to me, What you fear, is me angry, Don’t have to fear tho, Left…
So Far, So Near
I cherish thee, Watching you sit there, Smiling bright right there, I look at thee, You are right there, Next to me, Far or near, Always next to me, You are right there, Watching you sit there, Far or near, There you are, Right next to me, Baby, sit here with me, Next to me…
Old Haze
Old haze visits these days, Spaced out on meds, Returning to normal routine, Old haze visits these days, Feeling the pull of lethargy, Feeling the push of sleepy hollow, Old haze visits these days, Restful and whimsical dreams, Fill hollow between the ear balls, Old haze visits these days.
I’m having a rough time
My partner has a lot of health issues which give me pause to ponder many questions. How do I support them? How can I help them experience their bucket list? How do I care for myself? How can I make every transition easier for us? What do we both need to remain comfortable? Who can…
Watching experience
With life’s end so close at hand, Watching you experience, Life is like counting rubies, You are the gem of Gods eye, Each experience a moment locked forever, In my memory, To carry me through the, Rough oceans of my own time.
Battlefield
Quickly, clop… clop… clop… clop… Following running, step, stomp, step, stomp… Men shouting, horses cries carrying down alleyway, Stones trembling, men with brass shoulders swinging wide, Rubble falling, horses and man dodging, Shouting orders, falling footsteps, Shadows rush by, running through shadows little legs tremble, Bang, bang… ba..ba..ba..ba..ba..ban..bang…….bang, Screams of dread, urging feelings of rage,…
I Never Learned Who I Was Back Then…
TRIGGER WARNING: Self Harm, Racism, Drug Use, Violence, Bullying, Abuse, Neglect
Tipi’s Tap Tap
The fingers go tit tat tap, Up and down inky keys, Tipi’s tapping typing, Strokes punctuated by a bright tap, Kaching, bell rung onto next lines, Stationary fed through cranking wheels, Tip tap tip tap keys fall, Stroking away, as ink dries, Leaving beautiful words behind.
