I miss the way your words calmed me How we used to write so eloquently Blinking cursors dancing together Creating symphonic stanzas in verse I can’t do that anymore… ever…. Not without you anyway… never… Because important pieces are missing And nobody could ever do the replacing For a short while you braved my storm…
Self-prophesied aches chase me Like they are never going to stop Ghosts from the past materialize Wearing sheets stained long ago Moaning From the pain I’ve caused Forgive me future for I have Forsaken the dwellers within Creatures created from my thoughts Expectations and condemnations Appearing like a phantom symphony Bellowing life from distended…
Today is this beautiful angel’s birthday! Tamara and I met when we joined Laura A Lord as co-editors for the online poetry publication The Reverie Journal. She is a wonderful poet who pours her passion into writing. Not only is she an amazing poet but she is a spoken word artist and a…
I wrote this when I first started blogging. I guess relationships are something I have always over analyzed and today is no different. Words4jp made me think of this poem I wrote so long ago. Our relationship wouldn’t last long It was nearly over before it even began I knew it even as I held…
Learning to set the people free that want to leave is hard… it takes time for people like me.
I am cold down deep And in that place I hide; My home void of life. I sit confined all alone Content to waste away. But then… Your arms reach for me And hold me so tightly. I can feel your warmth And subconsciously, I press into your heat. The cold I’ve maintained Relinquishes its…
Do you ever feel like you have a million things to say to a hundred different people but you don’t because you are afraid they won’t hear you, they won’t care, they won’t understand? We are becoming words on a screen… body language is being left out. I can say I need help but you…
These knives drip cerise history The life blood of past martyrs Have been absorbed by sandy gravel Knives crafted to feed our names To our virgin soil; our earth Tilling our plots of land into stories We will create our own sacred ground
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Conversations and Duets A small collection, free to read, review, or not, just tap, click, or whatever it is you do to access the book via the image above. Once there, one will find a selection of collaborative poems with authors from Australia, India, and the United States of America.…
Originally posted on The Reverie:
So I brought you a pretty cool prompt full of lots of words to use! Here’s my take on it. Enjoy! Remember, you have to link your entry up by tonight at midnight to be in the count for tomorrow’s voting! ? She had this way of sipping denial One hundred…
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