BELIEVE IN LOVE
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
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
We can’t see past the reflections Written and created by producers Selling lies from their silver screens Projecting fear and disharmony Turning lives into hollow screams They follow her and pick at her They antagonize her and berate her They feed her lines to use as hers Then they tell her she is brilliant And…
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…
Trust is an asshole It whispers soft Billowing clouds Of pure white lies Then grabs your Fragile little neck And squeezes The life from you As it laughs At your naivety And just before Your eyes close Just before Shadows fold He lets you Breathe again He says With his Asshole smile I’m sorry I’ll…
The moment shakes my breath Unsteady and uneven streams Of exhales and inhales flow As the moon throws shadows Playing hide and seek on walls Protecting me from beliefs That existed on the other side Of these satin white sheets Ideas meant to shape me Plotting to steal my identity Don’t tell me I am…
Originally posted on Mad Tea Party in My Head:
So I’ve been working on a piece to follow up The Day I Died posted on Hasty Words site this week. I like writing around a poem that tries to display what I’m feeling as sometimes it displays it better than describing what happened. This piece…