Tag Archives: poetry

it is not a choice that is up to me it is just a bad day a day in the dark that removes the choice from me so that I may be very, very not free to pick out the … Continue reading →

it was created for you, dear. when you weren’t looking, piled right up. inside your mind, you knew. these days a lot seems to sneak around you, even when you are looking. it could even attempt to tell your tale, … Continue reading →

I have got it in my brain to ask the question that has been burning its way out and into your hesitant conversation when I remember our pieces of a week I have to laugh because we are ridiculous and … Continue reading →

you don’t know that I am happy in my bitterness which only makes sense but I have had enough of this. I would be glad to stop doing so many things if I thought you could sacrifice for me. but … Continue reading →

shattered and rearranged our time has come and all the memories past like the rain that vanished after you had your way you played in the pool we halted after the cake and beer and we made up a story … Continue reading →

You told You told me how you felt And the red Roses shed their petals The tears of blood on eye of love Comes to shed when times are rough A taste of my low moments Have come to visit … Continue reading →

And, but Why I can’t feel cold today And there is absolutely Enough warmth around here But the little meows keep up And I can feel the soreness from here The unhappy ache comes through the air But that vibrant … Continue reading →

the field is there to wean these days with no stamina to reach the top go every day in order to keep an even keel, try harder watch the eyes, keen eyes there is no need for a real word … Continue reading →

a moon sits in the confusion and Hysteria and sighs and she sits alone. the electric light buzzes and blurs yet none of this blanket warms and he sits alone. the friends in one wooden room but a cold wind … Continue reading →