Well, woke with a fright fell asleep by night music playing in my ear led to dreams near to here and they folded the blanket yellow and fuzzy criss-crossed the land and banned me from crossing thresholds are barred in drowsy land and the angels guard me from ever talking the residents shunned my twirlingContinue reading “dreamworld as real as this ever was”
who is responsible? for me… and there is no blame to lay… early the birds chirp. have you ever heard a grumpy bird? not me… and there is no shame today… all ready to plan my day… all these baby steps, these horrid thoughts shed… (woah, guilt, back off, this is space to spread cheer…Continue reading “personal musings unleashed”
i may never meet such a man -again covered in satin words edged in diamonds born in his throat the fire sparked through never heard a syllable the rat-a-tat-tat -thunder our hearts beating faster he hides in my hair a stinger barette left behind to chew
And automatically, the words became sentences, with stems and petals. Forced from the fertile soil, stories grew arms and legs. They not only held her dreams but they carried her to lands far away. People have no idea what’s going on in my head. Most days i wish i didn’t either.
moment i’m alone the world disappears nothing exists, drift off walk between moon and earth trip
Norm 2.0 Thursday Doors I am amazed at the number of door lovers!!! This infatuation reminds me when I was contemplating names for my first child. No one had named their child Emily in ages, and wanting a unique name along with a poetic significance, I declared my first born child to be Emily. AndContinue reading “Thursday Doors – January 18, 2018”
Photo modified with Pic Collage Beware the sun setting. This encourages the claws to rise within. Early this morning i was doing well. It is now mid-day. I feel myself sailing off into the abyss. This abyss is not heaven. Its hell on steroids. Whether its the packing up of my beloved writing room, orContinue reading “December 22, 2017”
she never remembers no matter -how many times did you tell her you love and adore the way she loves you back? she always tells you her disease possesses the curved back, spread skies and deeper still the open thighs. no matter, you have lost her eyes as she asks for the night wrapped inContinue reading
Am i only here in dreams, voices calling me home? fate dropped me off at the corner i linger -waiting for you a void lives in this city night life no longer welcomes broken hearts and voices in dreams -scream.