#poetry
of course
it would be so daring
if there was
no exit
no escape
but then
the insurance would be
sky high
and the suspense
minimal
after all
how boring would it be
if you could see
all the strings
of course
it would be so daring
if there was
no exit
no escape
but then
the insurance would be
sky high
and the suspense
minimal
after all
how boring would it be
if you could see
all the strings
04:48 PM - Apr 23, 2024
#poetry
she was never a bad dog
except for the constant shedding
and the whining
or killing possums
scaring rabbits
barking at every car
that came her way
you know
she was perfect
at least that was Johnny said
when he gave her away
she was never a bad dog
except for the constant shedding
and the whining
or killing possums
scaring rabbits
barking at every car
that came her way
you know
she was perfect
at least that was Johnny said
when he gave her away
04:46 PM - Apr 23, 2024
#poetry
I fear my thirst
for blood
has now sought
to consume me
when night falls
and something
within my essence
no longer cares
what the neighbors say
as long they keep away
I'll bite them soon enough
one day
I fear my thirst
for blood
has now sought
to consume me
when night falls
and something
within my essence
no longer cares
what the neighbors say
as long they keep away
I'll bite them soon enough
one day
04:43 PM - Apr 23, 2024
#poetry
I leave you silently
before the sun whispers
through the window
and the shadow of doubt
awakens you
with questions
you never thought to ask
or I weep
because you
never cared enough
to ask me to stay
I leave you silently
before the sun whispers
through the window
and the shadow of doubt
awakens you
with questions
you never thought to ask
or I weep
because you
never cared enough
to ask me to stay
04:37 PM - Apr 23, 2024
2 Threaded Spouts
#poetry
I hold her ever so gently
as she weeps
the weight of all her yesterdays
finally released
the sense of lost
of doubt and regret
ease
the secrets revealed
the children lost to her fear
her addictions
and finally her tears
saying nothing I simply hold her
and in my embrace
I hold her ever so gently
as she weeps
the weight of all her yesterdays
finally released
the sense of lost
of doubt and regret
ease
the secrets revealed
the children lost to her fear
her addictions
and finally her tears
saying nothing I simply hold her
and in my embrace
04:34 PM - Apr 23, 2024
#poetry
only she had dared call it
a tragedy
the others saw it
as a battle won
a war ended
but she saw it
through a mother's eyes
without glory
or honor
just the shadow
of death
only she had dared call it
a tragedy
the others saw it
as a battle won
a war ended
but she saw it
through a mother's eyes
without glory
or honor
just the shadow
of death
04:31 PM - Apr 23, 2024
Poetry
of course the detective
would solve the crime
in 40 minutes
often less
but this was a crossover
where a death was guaranteed
at least they were
during sweeps week
of course the detective
would solve the crime
in 40 minutes
often less
but this was a crossover
where a death was guaranteed
at least they were
during sweeps week
04:27 PM - Apr 23, 2024
#poetry
it was the truth
that survived unscathed
not his lies
that had doomed
his popularity
or his actions
that had threaten
not just his nation
but the world
it was the truth
that survived
everything else
was for history
to decide
it was the truth
that survived unscathed
not his lies
that had doomed
his popularity
or his actions
that had threaten
not just his nation
but the world
it was the truth
that survived
everything else
was for history
to decide
04:24 PM - Apr 23, 2024
#poetry
I had no achievement
to be proud of
no moment of glory
no shame
I am just a dreamer
walking past the shadows
of a 1000 yesterdays
in hopes that one day
I would rediscover
those dreams
I once mislaid
I had no achievement
to be proud of
no moment of glory
no shame
I am just a dreamer
walking past the shadows
of a 1000 yesterdays
in hopes that one day
I would rediscover
those dreams
I once mislaid
04:20 PM - Apr 23, 2024
#poetry
I would discover
the colours
of her essence
not with a kiss
or a caress
but just by falling
into hallow spaces
of her heart
and realizing
hers
was a rainbow
born of love
I would discover
the colours
of her essence
not with a kiss
or a caress
but just by falling
into hallow spaces
of her heart
and realizing
hers
was a rainbow
born of love
04:14 PM - Apr 23, 2024
#poetry
the taste of old carrots
was his only warning
as he bit
into the hemlock
thinking of nothing more
but being
once again
with his love
the taste of old carrots
was his only warning
as he bit
into the hemlock
thinking of nothing more
but being
once again
with his love
05:17 PM - Apr 22, 2024
#poetr
he would welcome us
to the show
as if he were the ringmaster
but something in the timber
of his voice
served as a warning
for in this circus of the grotesque
admission paid
was nothing less
than the light
in our hearts
he would welcome us
to the show
as if he were the ringmaster
but something in the timber
of his voice
served as a warning
for in this circus of the grotesque
admission paid
was nothing less
than the light
in our hearts
05:14 PM - Apr 22, 2024
#poetry
you became my poetry
not like a Hallmark
with a pretty verse
or a nursery rhyme
but one
that filled my essence
with a 1001 tomorrows
and my nights
with passions that dare
outlive my fantasies
you became my poetry
and I
the virgin paper
that kept you
forever close
you became my poetry
not like a Hallmark
with a pretty verse
or a nursery rhyme
but one
that filled my essence
with a 1001 tomorrows
and my nights
with passions that dare
outlive my fantasies
you became my poetry
and I
the virgin paper
that kept you
forever close
05:05 PM - Apr 22, 2024
#poetry
the swarm
would wash over his body
warriors
drones
all defending the hive
but still
he would roar his defiance
swing his arms
as if they were useful
but again and again
he would fall
maybe fresh honey
wasn't as sweet
as he recalled
the swarm
would wash over his body
warriors
drones
all defending the hive
but still
he would roar his defiance
swing his arms
as if they were useful
but again and again
he would fall
maybe fresh honey
wasn't as sweet
as he recalled
05:01 PM - Apr 22, 2024
#poetry
his words were so cold
so unfeeling
that I could see
not just how he broke you
but how he had darken
even the brightest dawn
and so
I offered you the sanctuary
of my soul
to keep you whole
until it's time for you
to go
and I'm left alone
again
the healer of souls
his words were so cold
so unfeeling
that I could see
not just how he broke you
but how he had darken
even the brightest dawn
and so
I offered you the sanctuary
of my soul
to keep you whole
until it's time for you
to go
and I'm left alone
again
the healer of souls
04:58 PM - Apr 22, 2024
2 Threaded Spouts
#poetry
it was something
in the cheap wine
I know it
but I got groggy
couldn't think
couldn't focus
I just heard her
laughing
and a chill
raced down my spine
all I could think of
is not like this
morning
I'm broken
humilated
everything that I
ever was
gone
it was something
in the cheap wine
I know it
but I got groggy
couldn't think
couldn't focus
I just heard her
laughing
and a chill
raced down my spine
all I could think of
is not like this
morning
I'm broken
humilated
everything that I
ever was
gone
04:54 PM - Apr 22, 2024
#poetry
I loved hearing her poetry
the way her words all flowed
like a gentle river washing away
shattered tears and broken memories
they flowed
from the essence of all her tomorrows
to the shadows of my soul
offering me the light
that allows me
to reborn
I loved hearing her poetry
the way her words all flowed
like a gentle river washing away
shattered tears and broken memories
they flowed
from the essence of all her tomorrows
to the shadows of my soul
offering me the light
that allows me
to reborn
04:51 PM - Apr 22, 2024
#poetry
the cave
was more than
a opening into the hollows
it was a gateway
to a world full of fantasy
where all our dreams
awaited us
all we had to do
was be brave enough
to enter and believe
the cave
was more than
a opening into the hollows
it was a gateway
to a world full of fantasy
where all our dreams
awaited us
all we had to do
was be brave enough
to enter and believe
04:46 PM - Apr 22, 2024
#poetry
my thoughts of yesterday
had grown into
malignant shadows
full of terror and abuse
but times change
dawn awakens
the new day
and the malignancy
that was the past
dies
when the whispers
of love
beckons the soul
with the hope born of
heart's smile
my thoughts of yesterday
had grown into
malignant shadows
full of terror and abuse
but times change
dawn awakens
the new day
and the malignancy
that was the past
dies
when the whispers
of love
beckons the soul
with the hope born of
heart's smile
04:41 PM - Apr 22, 2024
Poetry
the grit and grime
had made the laborers
more than a little nervous
not just for safety concerns
but in knowing
if anything ever did happen
you were on your own
quickly replaced
with just another phone call
the grit and grime
had made the laborers
more than a little nervous
not just for safety concerns
but in knowing
if anything ever did happen
you were on your own
quickly replaced
with just another phone call
04:38 PM - Apr 22, 2024
#poetry
I would keep
the sacrificial knife
on the atlar
sharp and ready
for the next full moon
but still
every once in a while
I could hear it
calling out to me
asking
why wait
for a full moon
at all
I would keep
the sacrificial knife
on the atlar
sharp and ready
for the next full moon
but still
every once in a while
I could hear it
calling out to me
asking
why wait
for a full moon
at all
04:30 PM - Apr 18, 2024
#poetry
I had grown to fear
his wrath
not because
he would strike me
till the welts
made a playing field
of my back and soul
but for the fear
my own anger
was brewing
white hot
and just as cruel
I had grown to fear
his wrath
not because
he would strike me
till the welts
made a playing field
of my back and soul
but for the fear
my own anger
was brewing
white hot
and just as cruel
04:26 PM - Apr 18, 2024
#poetry
I ask her sweetly
to share the day
without the worries
born of yesterday's shadows
or tomorrow's dreams
but within the sanctuary
born in each another's hearts
graced only by the love
that dares to follow
I ask her sweetly
to share the day
without the worries
born of yesterday's shadows
or tomorrow's dreams
but within the sanctuary
born in each another's hearts
graced only by the love
that dares to follow
04:24 PM - Apr 18, 2024
#poetry
it was more
than dark that night
for no where
within the murk
could you see
a thing
and the only sounds
that beckon
the heart
were the sounds
of wolves
searching for prey
and demons waiting
for the witching hour
to say hello
it was more
than dark that night
for no where
within the murk
could you see
a thing
and the only sounds
that beckon
the heart
were the sounds
of wolves
searching for prey
and demons waiting
for the witching hour
to say hello
04:19 PM - Apr 18, 2024
#poetry
I would feel
the eternity of her
behind each
of her gossamer kisses
even as I would become
the whisper
of a spring breeze
pursuing
the shadow
of her heart
I would feel
the eternity of her
behind each
of her gossamer kisses
even as I would become
the whisper
of a spring breeze
pursuing
the shadow
of her heart
04:16 PM - Apr 18, 2024
#poetry
the cries would decrease
as the night went on
slowly
wistfully
until we all reached
the land of dreams
only to be judged
by the deeds
we've done
the cries would decrease
as the night went on
slowly
wistfully
until we all reached
the land of dreams
only to be judged
by the deeds
we've done
04:12 PM - Apr 18, 2024
#poetry
the cries would decrease
as the night went on
slowly
wistfully
until we all reached
the land of dreams
only to be judged
by the deeds
we've done
the cries would decrease
as the night went on
slowly
wistfully
until we all reached
the land of dreams
only to be judged
by the deeds
we've done
04:09 PM - Apr 18, 2024
#poetry
it would be
another aeon
before it reached
the our solar system
sprinkling the earth
with the seed of life
before vanishing again
beyond
the furtherest dreams
and leaving us wondering
about its mystery
it would be
another aeon
before it reached
the our solar system
sprinkling the earth
with the seed of life
before vanishing again
beyond
the furtherest dreams
and leaving us wondering
about its mystery
04:06 PM - Apr 18, 2024
#poetry
she pulls
at my ponytail
gently
as if only
to tease me
I turn to face her
to tell her
to stop
but she smiles
that smile of her's
that makes my knees buckle
my heart stop
and before
I can say a word
the lessons
born of her passions
starts
she pulls
at my ponytail
gently
as if only
to tease me
I turn to face her
to tell her
to stop
but she smiles
that smile of her's
that makes my knees buckle
my heart stop
and before
I can say a word
the lessons
born of her passions
starts
04:04 PM - Apr 18, 2024
#poetry
I fear
I will die
for my thrist
of you
never knowing
the pleasure
of you
or the fires
that would consume
everything
but my tomorrows
I fear
I will die
for my thrist
of you
never knowing
the pleasure
of you
or the fires
that would consume
everything
but my tomorrows
04:00 PM - Apr 18, 2024
