Complicated

When the night is still young

The moon has not fully come out to chase the sun away

My heartbeat begins a new rhythm

Smell of honey and cream in the air

Slow music played in the heat of seduction

Tonight I am prepared to treat you a cherished jewel

Not anyone will receive this

Your not just anyone and you know…Read More

Four minutes left

Just like my words

Leaving me in my time of need

It does not matter what I do because the words wont come out

Two minutes left

I am done for and its for the best 

Its pressure on top of pressure

No more time….

Honor, Respect, Loyalty

Honor was not just a word 

It was inner compass

Felt deep within

Respect is earned

Not demanded like a spoiled brat

Given willing

Loyalty is fleeting

What once was sort out

Is now blown away like a puff of smoke

Learning to swim

I dove into the ice cold pool
Sunk to the bottom
A memory immediately surfaced
I was supposed to make bubbles
Being pulled and breaking surface
I looked into fearful eyes
“I forgot the bubbles”

City Peace

The wind howls through my window

The fire truck siren blares down the street

The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound

The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards

Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.

She turns 30

Wake up to a face
Your face
The current face
Not the face you remember

Memory can distort reality
Reality is a bucket of ice water
Even the eyes change
Once showed hope is now resigned

Truth is
It is not the face that is disheartening
It is the day
That states you are no longer spring flower but an autumn…Read More

Reach out

There are things I wanted to show
There are things I could not let go
When my light is finally out
I’m in the shadow

Reach out , reach out
You’re in my heart
Reach out
Whenever you feel you’re falling apart
Reach out
I will always be there for you….

I’m here for you
You’re never alone, its true
Wherever I am is a hom…Read More

The Key

When did you get the key to my door

It’s been locked for so long

I remember when I put the bolt and nail it to the floor

Fear and hurt infused the metal like a song

You inserted a key

Turned it to the right

I stood before you

I the softest moonlight

You really looked at me

Realizing what I was w…Read More

The Seagulls

The cry of seagulls
Has me longing to return
To the solitude

We Are Not Machines

Do not worry
if you shall fall and forget.
Tomorrow always comes.
What’s most important is that you try.
It’s a shame that we forget that everything that we do
starts off with a person just trying.

The stark white of the page
Uninspired
Stop
Breathe
Occupy space inside with other things

Return…Read More

I was made for you

What do I do
When no other can deliver
What you do
I was created especially for you

I don’t care what they say
I never did anyway

Come to me…

Your the one I choose
Honestly it can only be you
No other will do
No one knows my body like you

Come and kiss me greedily
As though this must last for an e…Read More

poetry with flow, nice

Sorry??

What does the word even mean
An apology that is supposed to be given when felt
The word does not erase the feelings
That absolute absurdity of it

As a child you were made to say your sorry
Looking in that same child’s eyes
There is not an ounce of remorse
Confusion
Anger

Adolescents are no better
Sorry rolls off the…Read More

Conditioned

Back aches
Feet throbs
Vision strain
Headache driving one insane

We came up with the saying “the tough get it done”

I’m done…
We as a society, on the whole
Are charcoaled steak
Extra well, with no tenderness in sight

The Pitch

There is dark
And there is pitch
It’s funny how dark can feel comforting
And pitch is where the nightmares make a home

I see your silhouette in the dark
Envisioning warmth from lips
Sounds that roll like sweet butter toffee off the tongue
And I know there is only one thing left to do

Then there is the pitch
Alone and n…Read More

My Land

I was told this was home
I was given it on silver plater
They fail to tell me that I would have to steal it

Words written on paper was crafted beautifully
Penmanship to die for
That was it…
The hidden message

To die for

I can not take what is not mine
Can land really be mine
The oil and coal pillage from m…Read More