BROKEN CONCENTRATION

  My words get drawn Letter by letter And by the time they are spoken They are nearly all faded As transparent as invisible ink Passed over and overlooked Not important Or too insignificant The power put into them Stolen By passing parades Negligent attention spans And broken concentration

ONCE UPON A PERSON

  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

HER SILENCE

Written by: Peter Olsen Blogger at: The Razor’s Edge I have no poetry No song No creative thought to help me. My voice…she has escaped. On the long journey away. How I have missed that spirit Who guides every stroke of my pen. That quiet sweetness and angst But alas she has left me. In the…

HEAVY WORDS

Weakness crashes like fog All around me, following Outlines that look too much Like pains I took time to hide Sadness from yesterday Bleeding into the rainbows I made the effort to paint on walls That will just be covered Like graffiti on another day Slumbering inside myself Holding words too heavy To carry to…

NOT YOURS

Lindsay sent me a verse over a week ago out of the blue and this happened. NOT YOURS by Lindsay and Hastywords Target Is who I am not For your torment and abuse Slander and Lies Have sucked me dry Every mirror reflects black Since I let you into my head Darkened by your moods…

DROWNING IN HER WORDS

This is the kind of story that prompted me to host the topic on “Bullies”.  This girl is beautifully brave and I hope you hear what she has to say.  Her voice is only going to get stronger with our support.  Help Courtney share her her message, her voice! DROWNING IN HER WORDS by Courtney…

POETRY OUT LOUD

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…