Most days I’m a mess, don’t look at me But that isn’t something I’m willing to confess You’re looking through me, I turn away Not ready to be all the things you hope for me You seem to think I am made of steel But I assure you it’s a complex illusion Scraps of paper…
My beautiful friend Shae sent me this beautiful poem and spoken word. She also sent a few links where she read some of her favorite poems I wrote and they are awesome. Weird hearing your words spoken by someone else but it is truly awesome. Thank you Shae!! WAKE UP Wake up little one Your…
It wasn’t the first time Her heart had been broken But it was the first time Her heart felt like junk So… She told the boy to keep it Because she knew, never again Would it ever beat the same
Robert Frost asked me which road I’d take And I looked at the yellow woods pondering Before noticing he, as well, was wondering Once started, once decided, once planned We would be either on one or the other And we would either be alone or together We sat and conversed in lengths and lengths The…
Believe in love even when it’s hard Hope even when it’s complicated Strive for unity even in the face of diversity and remember Bravery makes impossibilities possible
If you haven’t heard of J.C. Hannigan you are in for a huge treat because she is someone I adore. I met her along with several other wonderful people when I joined Stigma Fighters. She was born with a chronic pain bone disorder called Multiple Hereditary Exostoses and I imagine writing was not only a…
Lizzi wrote a beautifully wonderful poem HERE and she inspired me to pick a metaphor and write my own. Hope you like ❤ I stretched out long For the summer sun Absorbing its heat Until I was empty Nothing left to give I remained silent Weighed down By sharp stones And left with Broken limbs…
I originally posted this poem on facebook. Did you know I have a facebook page? Sometimes I will post poetry straight to the page and I love it when people comment with their own stanzas or lines in return. Every now and then they make it here along with the comments like today! MY FACEBOOK PAGE…
Come see me over at Sisterwives Speak today! What starts out as a sweet and friendly waltz can become a tango before you realize the tempo has changed. When two people create beautiful things together… Magic happens… Until reality cuts in and says, “May I have this dance?” BEAUTY IN THE BEAST WE ALL SHINE ON…
Mumbled whispers Barely penetrated Wallpapered walls As a strangers ear Struggled to hear The secrets there To interpret the rise To interpret the fall Of the sound waves Predicting patterns of Broken lettered words Begging to be heard Fragments bleeding Splinters of meaning For this stranger Who was in love With the woman On the…
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