Like a snake sheds his skin so go we, those of us who bravely venture onFilled with heightened senses as vigilantly, we quietly roam till dawn. Exposed our emotions on our shoulders perched like the raven black,Hearing whispers, feeling stares, why we grow eyes high upon our back. Lost amongst the others, those who gather, but wonder … Continue reading We Dance For Silence
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Beautiful Young Pin Cushion
Have you ever sensed it The poisonous sting of another? Piercing clothes, skin, muscle and bones Needles poking, pushing deeply into your eyes Looking away does naught to soothe the tender flesh. Burning bushes of anger deep inside you suddenly awakened Fraught with insecurities laid there deep-rooted by another And intense is the passion of … Continue reading Beautiful Young Pin Cushion
SWEETER THAN THE LARK’S SONG
White perfection like cirrus clouds on a sweltering southern mid-afternoon, Lay the cotton blanket of white whispers speaking hauntingly and softly. My eyes gazing on a snowy speckled pattern, as I could hear melodic singing. Melancholy voices, expressions shared while talking of their joint sorrows, Bended aching backs and thin arms carrying heavy sacks of the … Continue reading SWEETER THAN THE LARK’S SONG
A CHILD’S PRAYER
I close my eyes and lay down my head, and I am thankful that my bellies fed. Thank you, God, for my mom and dad, and please help me to be good, not bad. Thank you, God, I was not teased today, And please God keep all the guns away,So my friends and I can … Continue reading A CHILD’S PRAYER
Up-Side-Down World
Confusion, the perplexing reality which made no sense to me, Living trapped within its walls was not the place for youth to be. Vomiting, drinking, peeing in the closet, on shoes, my only pair, My mom running through the neighborhood naked in the night, News in the paper, now at school, where judging eyes would … Continue reading Up-Side-Down World
Twisted Shelter
Darkness is a mistress dressed in deep purples, blues and black, Thickened with fog, her cloak is tainted with the blood of innocents. She robs them of their voices as safety has surrendered all, To her steel, cold claws that cut and tear away all sense of self, Virtue and compassion now exist in the … Continue reading Twisted Shelter
Merry-Go-Round
On a merry-go-round of perception on a tall prancing, painted horse, Shifting patterns of movement and thoughts are fleeting swiftly by, Recesses of memories, flying by with odd faces, I try to stay the course. Tightening my grip on leather straps, I can remember those days gone by, A small, speedy heart is pumping, as … Continue reading Merry-Go-Round
The Military Man – My Father
Lost for wise and fair words as I struggle sadly trying hard to understand, This five-foot-four, striking, but mostly drunk this lonely military man. Before his sixteenth birthday, he took off to the horrid deadly Korean war, Crippled was this young soldier inside and out as the memories still tore. Dad, would pick up the … Continue reading The Military Man – My Father
Warriors Still Bleed
I call myself a warrior not because I am incredibly brave, but because I still exist. That doesn't mean that a wishing well of sorrow doesn't persist. One so deep that the sound of the stone dropped therein never leaves a sound. Bottomless, these waves of heartbreak come unexpectedly and without warning. They wash over … Continue reading Warriors Still Bleed
My Forgiven Mistake
Eyes that once dreamed, now clouded by my twenty-year sentence, Walls so tightened, my viscera was slowly squeezed with foulness out, My skin weakened, but still supported by my falsely displayed armor. Void of all emotion, passion, or even a hint of a jagged seam united, As expected, a lifeless form, shuffled forward as foreseen … Continue reading My Forgiven Mistake
