Tagged Poetry

My desk is placed in the back corner of my bedroom, away from the long reach of the sunbeams that flash through my front window, its white lacquered surface collecting dust from disuse. As an expensive and...

sickly green and sticky red white lights and creaking stairs growing up and going down responsibility drowning and heart mending knowledge of an impossible acts fiercely   days pass...

Birds chirping, Mind whirling. Early morning dew. Last night, What a blur. Wait a minute… Why am I up?...

Mount Everest isn’t the tallest mountain in the world. Your backbone is. The doctors spent a decade fixing your scoliosis.   You hang yourself out to dry by your fingers, only ceasing...

Can’t you dream of impossible things? meet me in the middle of the darkest room: expand my mind              lift my heart kiss my knuckles               crush my...

By blending the lines between illusion and reality, I realize the only guarantee is that manipulation will be a dying art form as others lost the gift of sight in the eye of the storm.   I...

“When you try a new dish for the first time, and your friend asks you if you like it; often times you will pause, crinkle your brow in thought, and reply: ‘I’m trying to decide if I like it or not.’...

Eyes closed, heart open, Breathe and then take it all in. Feel the wind’s swift blow. Hands calm, mind moving, Stop and bask in the beauty. Let the grass grow tall. Back straight, legs...

Starlight in a bird’s eye view A midnight blue on a resting sea It’s a big bright star amidst an inky night The flame alight in a child’s mind   Limitless what imagination can...

I knew the man who stabbed me I’ve only met him a few times He’d come in to give my boss, his wife, lunch Or the keys to the car That she drove to work His daughter and son worked there...