Abridged Tears

Blinded by the light of tomorrow I sow seeds of doubt  To gift to a stranger Continued without ending These are my tears  My fears of tomorrow I have waited by the bridge of no return Confused by a kiss that meant goodbye Here I lay, burdened by the light  And yet I still cling…

Hey June: June Goals and Musings

Well, hello there. I keep coming and going like a lover that has yet to make up their mind. Forgive me. Being in love with oneself and poetry is always a struggle to be more than words on paper. Some days, I fear, I will crumble like a forgotten memory, discarded by time and common…

I can hear her humming 

In the quiet of the night, I can hear her humming  A sweet lullaby  I know that tonight her heart is full The moon hangs high  And small whispers of a hopeful tomorrow lingers in the air I can still remember your words Fresh hatred riding on your breath As you let your spite fall…

New Poetry Collection: Lilacs at Dawn

I have been working on this poetry collection for the last two years; I can only hope that it is as well-received as the previous one. Okay, maybe better. This collection has poems like Lament of the Lost, and It is not yet spring. I wanted to tell a story; I wanted to share my feelings of…

I think of a god they call December

I think of a god they call December Cold and distant to its fame Winter in the plains Massacre to the crowd Forget its name Riddle the valleys with despair Oh December, bitter and cruel just the same I think of a god they call December A distant joke from spring A forgotten lover Abandoned…

A Cup of Disaster

Flimsy ideas of justice decay at my door I breathe in once more Was it from the laughter that we die? Or the sublte feat of disaster? I hope to know such an answer White lies lay dormant on my tongue. They plague my consciousness Like moth drawn to a flame Forgive me once more…

A Free 30-Day Poetry Journal

Hey and hello again. I wanted to give you a gift for poetry lovers and writers. I made a free 30-day poetry journal to help those who want to write but just can’t seem to come up with the first sentence. No worries. I made each page a little different with prompts and a section…

Oh Fickle is My Mind

Broken Van Goghs lay on the Sultan’s floorScatteredMared with the blood of a lover Tell meWhat’s the beauty of desireAnd where does it all go? Are we built on the lust of anotherWanting the things we may never haveOr you we titter on the edge of insanity Agonizing over our distant futureGenerations yet to comeAs…

He Smelled Like Forever

( A repost of my favorite love poem. Happy Valentine’s Day!) He smelled like forever As if forever could be measured by time He smelled like an eternity Of sunshine Beautiful rain as it would seem A subtle combination of uneasiness That was his scent He carried it like an old picture Battered around the…

A Lover’s Concern

I have begun to wonder That if by now you have fallen in love with my imperfections And if so Would it be okay it there were also bruises