Rain fell from a black sky But the sand beneath her Drank it from existence And she stood waiting As the rain fell on her Face, neck, arms, breasts Accumulating As if she was made of wax Her body was exposed Naked And spotted with age Her hair was long The color of tarnished nickel…
I can tell because of the fog That I must take special care I must write my name in it On the foggy piece of glass So as to not forget myself It’s easy to get lost inside The wisps of “here nor there” Surrounded by smoky layers Of “what if’s” and “why not’s”…
Time. We manipulate it somehow. The world does. Or society does with our schedules and our routines. Our calendars and the way we mark off the years. The way we pencil in meetings and make plans that we either rush towards or cancel. Time. It is the one constant. A rigid passing that we can…
Please welcome David Ellis to #BeReal. Embracing Your Animal Instincts, Choose Love, Not Fear OK, so here it is – the real me. Uncut, cut loose and out on the streets. (Don’t you dare call the police – I’ll be good, I promise!) For all of my sins, I’m a writer. I’m a crazy…
My #BeReal guest today is Sean Bidd. He often expresses himself by drawing on the natural world around him. I find it perfectly fitting that he sent me a poem for his #BeReal piece! Stars and mountain tops Show me your pictures Those deep inside your mind The ones you keep a hold of Those…
I have a drawer full of stars A reminder of who we are All the bones we collected Have lost their meaning And are piling up useless All I have left of the world Is this drawer full of hopes Remnants of what came Memories of what’s gone Just left over bone dust And the…
Your words Specifically Formed Strung themselves Into paralleled Straight lines Your thoughts True stories Memories Told meticulously Very, very carefully Upon the screen For all of us to read And if not for that I’d have missed The beauty That is you
I waited for you You never came I looked for you You were gone I needed you I wanted you But you were Nowhere You were Only a voice But you were Always there And now You’re gone
It took awhile The beginning of us It took years of waiting To press play I could feel you Part of my world Waiting somewhere To be a part of mine I could sense you Your heartbeat Strong and solid Sometimes failing Sometimes broken Sometimes shattered I could feel you Putting it back together…
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.…
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