Walking Dead

the world breaks everyone gently softly sometimes very roughly those who refuse to break the world kills them he died a while back the world around him killed him then he died again a few days ago. now, he is…

BLIND SPOT

June 25, 2017 1.23 p.m.   there is a darkened space in every man’s heart a hole and a hiding place for all of his sorrowful and painful heartbreaks. * there is a dark spot on a woman’s face a…

Raging Calm

October 17, 2016   2.14 p.m. The sun is high up in the sky Smiling down and meeting  the shore in a warm and stifling embrace On the other hand the sea is angry,  it’s waves high and mighty Slapping…

Burning Tree

Burning tree, the leaves are turning red and bloodied Burning red, and falling free Once green, now utterly dead The leaves are falling into the burning blitz Shrunken, shriveled and losing a valiant battle The leaves have cried, now dried…

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COLLABORATIVE WRITING SERIES WITH REBELKWEEN: POEMS (BATCH A)

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TORCHED, SCORCHED AND REBORN

March 7, 2016 6.34 a.m. I am love’s charred victim, Torched and scorched by love’s wantonly unbridled dreams, I am a victim of wild and unchecked emotions, Born from nights frolicking under the moon and heavenly constellations. This love born…

ONE SEED, 5 YEARS

December 17, 2015 9.08 a.m.   Looking at you is a blessing your happy face alight With dimpled smile beaming bright Watching you play is distressing Hard, exuberant exertions of a young cub Watching you grow is a privilege One…

CUPID’S MAZE

December 10, 2015 7.42 a.m. ______________________________________________________________ Spongy hair; spindly legs on skinny frame  Grey bright eyes, sometimes hollow and mostly dreamy Spiky fingers, snaky little rascals capped by long flaky nails Fluffy stomach, filled and full with last night’s meals. Mellow, seductively…

POISONED CHALICE

Monday December 7, 2015 5.13 a.m. ______________________________________________________________ Let me drink from love’s Poisoned chalice Drench everyday in its soured and negative malice Let me sip from love’s putrid vessel Contaminate my soul and leave me in a sad moody riddle.…

FRIENDS

Tuesday November 17, 2015 8.10 A.M.   The wind called time Dispersing friends across distant climes Bringing close those far And pushing very far those who once were near. * We are now in different places Living our lives in…