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…
Category: dysfunction
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…
My Wrath
Lips pucker and brows wrinkle as he stares.Anger burrows in deep erasing his kind features.Borne is this unsummoned yet familiar creature,From the inferno of my own unrestrained wrath.Stinging remarks racing from my impertinent gateway,Chilling his heart and granting birth to my sin and guilt. by Joni 6/19
No Real Danger
Panic seizes me like a panther stalks its prey for the kill, Unbiased to the weakness it seeks in the frailness, Of the wavering, unstable victim, as it waits, acutely surveying, Then moving silently, a short rush, a bite to the neck and it’s quelled! Like a dark shadow in an alley, poorly lit with…