A Poem: Sogging Thoughts

I hung my thoughts on the clothesline And they sogged up and fell apart Mildewing pieces upon an otherwise Clean earth. I watched from my place inside Drinking my hot chocolate Which burned my mouth slightly and I winced For the sake of feeling. But those possibilities lay on the ground; When I did go...

Crimson Waltz: A Poem

A love is falling apart between them, Hands clasped pushing not pulling the other Where looks once lingered now claim the stem  With harsh thorns, There the rose they did sever. Music plays their history out on air By the accordion’s distant yearning Which their bodies answer to thus declare Love has proved a sudden...

Second Poem: A Dream House

Paintings scatter a floor Of ocean tides coming in and out Softly yet powerfully The water carries the canvases Temporary dances of many memories Love, death, fate In its twisted fingers has captured the world’s Existence in a thread too delicate to pull Which itself hangs from a ceiling of stars And trails in the...

First Poem on Blog

What is this world that you have fallen into? My mind asked my body I know not it replied I know not But to leave would be a mistake For a journey not taken Is a drop not dranken. Hands reached forward into The blue mist A cold warmth Chilling my sweating skin I felt...

I never share my poetry really, this is a way for me to share it.

Dear Self,I write because if I do not I feel like a part of myself is missing. Writing is the outlet with which my soul can speak. It's neighbor the heart finds many things to express but the soul is a different nature. I write poems and leave them to sit in journals and dusted...

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