Today, I saw faces on the walls Long noses and piercing eyes. I cried along with the tears of another. There were no sounds to call my own Like a silent movie without a plot They moved like people. Fickle and foul beings fumbling through life These silent stares bore holes into my soul. Blank…
Category: Poetry
She Fell
She shook For lack of emotion Had ejected her into reality Tumbling Falling from grace The doubt grew Flying with wings of uncertainty Never knowing what her purpose was For the fear of falling She would fall Mercilessly For the wrong person On two occasions Once in her prime And another when the world had…
“A King Without a Crown”
Streams of consciousness roll down my back Drifting by my illogical fallacies Undeterred by the obstacles in its path A conscious mind makes a move Changing the pattern of the game Fierce winds rule my soul Beating heart take hold I tremble in the face of the storm For the rain bares my mind to…
Used Thoughts Of The Silence
I used to dream in tongues In languages left unspoken Fear of knowing Fear of being the one Twisted in the moment of falling behind Running in the wrong direction Being lost to time Finding a place to call your own Then losing the key Fearful memories Alone at last Drunken nights I forget my…
Fragile Pieces
I have taken a liken to my hands, to the way you left them. Mangled bruises but only on the surface. Beneath you left me with tactile changes of my character. I trace these lines to their source And find they run much deeper than this feigning of disingenuous compromises Bent over the wrong way…
It is not yet Spring
Fragile cases of disillusioned men come tumbling down the street. Seeking justice on a promise of lips No one heard a thing they said Distant passersby scoff at the disruption to their walk It is not yet spring Loud voices clash On mountains of ill-forgotten deeds of kindness Silver clatters to the floor Making its…
To Hunt A Fox
A fox rests on the shoulder of a mountain Taking in the rays of the sun It raises its head Foot steps draw near On the edge of the forest Creeping along the undergrowth A hunter draws near With gun in hand With vengeance in her eyes The fox tilts his head in amusement Another…
Mother, I hope that you are well
Mother, I hope that you are well I remember lullabies And the subtle feeling of love There were never any hugs Jabs of pain from disappointment On your birthday when no one had any presents You would smile Understanding you were less Forgotten in your role Loving and kind Never really saying no But now…
Crafted: Neither Bitter Nor Bold
In her hands and far from the eyes of mere mortal men She crafts a friend To begin again Eyes of Jasper to see what the soul hides Ears of elm to listen to the wind Lips of Sapphire, harsh words do not fade fast A heart of silver, neither pure nor bitter Legs of…
Only Silence
I wish to drift away To float in the uncertainty of my state Yet there is only silence
