Category: poetry

  • The Epic of the Pen

    The pen on the paper was lyingIt thought it found peace and prosperityBut it only found hollow wordsAnd empty promisesWhy has the muse forsaken me?! Asked the pen of the paperWhen will she return?The paper gave the pen a blank stareIt was a blank slate with no words and no answersThe pen laid down for…

  • whiplash

    whiplash from being pulled in all directionsreach out and retreatrinse and repeatmy rollercoaster soul is trying to find true north while hanging upside down and looking sidewayscenter is a place I can find on a mapbut not while swimming upstreamin turbulent waterscold waters that numb my head and limbsand cause me to breath to find…

  • after the storm part 1

    If you want to fall off a cliffIt should because you jumped of your ownFree willNot because you just weren’t lookingIf you are going to drown out the rain with your thunder It should be because you have a truth to tellA message of import to shareNot because you want to be the angriest and…

  • counsel

    counsel deepcounsel often ignore the scratching of the page mark and listen to the sounds of your heart the beats the patterns the silly laughs the edge of reason the quiet of fortitude and clarity ignore the noise of the hens pecking at the ground find your own nourishing noise and let that be all…

  • snipers

    The perpendicularity of numbers and the washing of rice If I were a snowflake where would I fall? It’s like totally fulfilled and totally unfulfilled at the same time It’s like croutons on Raisin Bran it make no sense that’s too much fiber It’s like saving the last dance for the one who will never…

  • marmalade

    marmalade thoughts drag onI curl up with themLike a cozy warm blanketThat keeps me from waking I slowly move through them like molassesUn-poured from the bottle and waiting to be freed I stay stuck to my past meUntil I can melt the molassesAnd move freely

  • The lizard has lost its manners and is pulling a grumpy scowl across its face The blue flower strays lackadaisically in the wind Tall towers stroke the sky We’ve lost our minds but we haven’t yet lost the universe A half formed thought streaks across the sky in plaid letters What do the letters say?…