What is it?

I was minding my own business when these words started forming in my head... It sounded pretty so I picked my phone and started writing.... enjoy Maybe it was the way the wind carried her perfume. It was strong. Tickled your nose every time she was around. Maybe it was the way the airwaves whispered … Continue reading What is it?

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Figurine Rain-dance

Paint me a picture Draw me up as a figurine Make me what I'm not. I will be your puppet Until the wind blows. Then, I will dance. A light happy dance like the trees do when there are storms. But when I dance, there will be no storm, no lightning, no rain. There may … Continue reading Figurine Rain-dance

Dear Daughter…

Hi guys!!!  A dear friend of mine (Michael) wrote this poem for his daughter. They are beautiful words and he permitted me to share them with you... Enjoy. @Mickie, I'll share this story and many others with her, whenever she arrives.  *** When I have a daughter, I’ll tickle her till she cries from laughter  … Continue reading Dear Daughter…

Obsession

  Amidst the endless stream of lights, After the bustle of the days, In the bosom of night, Wrapped in white & black sheets, I look for you. I try to find you on pages and comments, I click tags in hopes they link me to you, I look at your pages more than I … Continue reading Obsession

Quiet Storms

You don't need to speak before the echoes roll in here. You don't have to get drenched to know the raindrops are beating your skin Here, there is more to wind than the dust in eyes and falling trees. This one is a quiet storm. It's on the inside. You feel everything. You know everything. … Continue reading Quiet Storms

The Woman at the Well

I'm desperate and wanting. Waiting and thinking. Dipping and fetching. Hungry and thirsting. Yet, it's not my first time. I've gone full circle. And I'm still searching. Man: Woman, you are thirsty! Your are wilted and dry inside. Woman: You need not say it. For I can feel it and you can see it. I … Continue reading The Woman at the Well

Man in the Mirror

Does your reflection scare you? When you look at yourself what do you see? Can you find a monster in your eyes? When I woke up this morning, I never thought I won’t be able to look at myself. When I put on my favorite yellow dress, I couldn’t imagine having the audacity to set … Continue reading Man in the Mirror

Dear X,

Dear X, You're not just the 24th letter of the alphabet. Yes, it's difficult forming words around you- but maybe that's because of our history. I hated that subject, by the way. History- stories of truths that were and could've led to a whole different lifetime. It's been lifetimes since I thought about this, but … Continue reading Dear X,

Prison Walls

If prison walls could speak Mine would sing sad songs to me They have boxed me in all my life and they would cry their hearts out to me- About how sorry they are... About how they wish they could miss me... They would tell me that they saw too much of me- They would look … Continue reading Prison Walls

She will be loved

dedicated to everyone with the inevitable internal struggle of fear and courage.  Bold woman Scared woman Why won't you Let your self be loved? Why don't you Give out some of your love? Are you to scared to love boldly? Do you think it costs too much? you're an unconventional type. But is that enough reason? Why do … Continue reading She will be loved