MISCONCEPTION
The heat rises Evaporating thoughts Borrowing hate From past lives Disturbing bones Long ago buried Naked emotions Stripped of dignity And laid prone To beliefs held
The heat rises Evaporating thoughts Borrowing hate From past lives Disturbing bones Long ago buried Naked emotions Stripped of dignity And laid prone To beliefs held
I’m a big fan of honesty. I think if we hurt we should speak. We shouldn’t suffer in silence. But I have learned, over and over again, not every feeling or emotion needs to see the light of day in order for us to heal. In fact, voicing certain feelings can be harmful to other…
Anarchy Steps heavy with Steel toed boots Torches replace Keystrokes Wooden stakes Carved into words Skewering insides Turning logic Into a constant Trickling streams Of overdosed panic Invisible blood Flows thick Drawing poison From weak souls Until the puss Runs sticky And thoughts sit Restless In puddles Of old and dried Scabby wounds Until remorse Draws clarity…
Please welcome Byron Hamel to #BeREALationships as he tells us how the relationship between two other men stuck with him over the years. I’m sitting there wishing I was someplace else. Circa 1996. A certain unnamed sobriety support group. A bunch of people seated in a shitty broke down room, forming a loose rectangle we…
The picture hangs crooked Among splinters and knots The corners a bit scorched A moment frozen in a frame Waiting for the smoke to clear And the shouts to fall silent Before trying to make peace Before searching for the time Where everything went wrong Where they try too hard to erase The mistakes that…
Today my guest is Mel at PushingOurLimits. She wrote a poem that represents the devastation and harm bullying can produce. Please welcome the talented lovely Mel Douleur. A BULLY’S SMILE by Mel Douleur I smiled at you. A hope of what might be And with what I thought was grace You smiled back at me.…
I hate someone. I am not proud of it. Hate is like a tick I can’t get rid of. I don’t enjoy the feeling and I don’t like its all consuming nature. I have tried forgiving this person I hate for her careless judgements and her senseless attacks but it’s hard. It is hard because…
You can’t save me Because you say I will destroy you You won’t try to Because you say I’m a slippery slope My eyes wrap around my wrists again Handcuffed to you; a prisoner again Screams sharpen my every night Crawling from hollow sentiments Into your many complicated lies again I will destroy you If…
My #BeReal guest today is H.K. Abell. Another male perspective on what it is to be real. H.K. has been a major supporter of my creative endeavors. He is a very prolific writer and I would encourage you to check out his many books. Thank you H.K. Abell for being real with me even when…
I’ve thought about you Though I’ve tried not to The world sat silent, not even a sigh As you tore holes in my picturesque sky I used to hold my breath and ask God Why hasn’t the dark swallowed the world? He used to hold my hand and say How can I repair wings that…