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
Category: Panic
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
Saved From the Water
Wet sand slowly sinking beneath my weight there is a mugginess to the air it accompanies the endless rays of searing sun so anxious of what powers lay beneath the mystery of the ocean’s layers never grasping how to swim, yet the gravity of the sea calls to me Chilly is the rough briny water … Continue reading Saved From the Water
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
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
Deceitfulness
Pierced with sharp objects the skin grows tight, Disillusionment fraught with dishonesty stings, As those you love, with one swipe cut at your wings! Your adversary hides like the spider in a new web, Jealousy, cruelty and embitterment take a slice, Your heart is now fully aware of their shallow device. Your tissue toughens to … Continue reading Deceitfulness
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
THE LIE
A thing that grows and stings the soul, Of the ears in which it lands.Pain ruptured wound now reopened, Doubt begins to wonder once again.How does it so easily slide right off, The tip of that self-righteous tongue!Once verbalized it floats about in space, You can't deny or ignore its strength, It tugs and breaks … Continue reading THE LIE
Loss
Into memory’s doors, I do cautiously and slowly tread, Dressed in black the family glides dazed around me, A video is showing happier times of their family tree. Stunning is the woman weeping and whispering, Tender words to a quiet, listless man lying down. Tissues quietly muffle her sorrow and her sound. I speak to … Continue reading Loss
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
