Written by Ras Munroe and Hastywords The land should be familiar but it is never the same. It is a foreign substance beneath my callused feet. It is a strange feeling seeking acceptance labelled outcast. Alone yet surrounded by people this is but an empty existence. The turmoil runs deep like pulsing veins of…
I get to showcase two incredibly talented people today. Lizzi with Considerings and Samara with SamaraSpeaks. Samara is showcased in this post in a round-a-bout way but I am crossing my fingers that one day she will write something for this blog directly. However, in the meantime you will see a glimpse of her as…
I really truly love this poem and have re-read it a dozen times since Mel sent it to me. I am so happy to post it here for you today. In fact I was so inspired by the words that I broke my camera out and took pictures to accompany it. I hope you like…
WRITTEN BY BRITON “PUNK ROCK PAPA” UNDERWOOD Oh meandering and wandering and wondering what I’m supposed to be Clouded in my judgement but clearly seeing you Bending over backwards and jumping through these hoops Teach an old dog new tricks for that is what you do Piece of heart a piece of soul,…
I have written with Joshua Stewart several times and each time it has been quick and easy. Sometimes writing styles and emotions just come together effortlessly. In fact, I think he is pretty much the male version of me. Today, I would like to give you guys a chance to get to know him a…
Did you know I have read some of my poetry on soundcloud? Yea…against my better judgement, because I hate my voice. However, I do feel like sometimes you get more from hearing than reading. Sometimes you reach people who would never read a poem. Why am I telling you this now? Because you should listen…
Helena sent this to me one night via email. I had to share. So many of us have been in this place… Written by Helena Hann-Basquiat Blink and you’ll miss me Turn away and I’ll be gone What am I? This isn’t a riddle it’s an identity crisis that for lack of a mirror…
I cut trap doors into your floors Sinister cracks hidden by daylight As I wait for you inside obscurity Waiting for you to mess up, give up Until you decide to let go, give in Come, And fall into my dark Come, And get infected by my night Let me confine you for a bit…
How come nobody told me The fucking edges are liquid There are no solid ledges No lingering to look down No safe place to rethink Because the edges are liquid Calming from a distance They ripple, roll and wave Eventually pulling you in Lulling you into a dream But once inside fantasy The edges…
I’ve been here Well… Here and there But mostly here And I am tired Monsters chase Demons follow Consistent bellows From the gallows Sheeted ghosts Worn out Torn holes Becoming rips Leaving me here Trying to decide If I should continue Not just here But there as well Some days I am the sheeted ghost…
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