Poetry

Death Remained

The old woman begrudgingly laid in her bed Unbridled pain in her body from her disease Impatiently watching as time flew by Regrets swirling like tumble weeds She asked Death why it hadn’t taken her yet Death didn’t answer with a verbal reply As she pitied herself for where she was heading Scenes of her duplicity… Continue reading Death Remained

Poetry

Breaking To Mend

Words are vapors The soul’s imagination filleted onto paper Bleeding the emotions Syllable by syllable The pen becomes the Therapist The Catharsis, The Savior The experiences of the heart waiting to release The truth spills out Breaking to mend Imperfect Free

Poetry

Evolution of Indifference

The page turned like a creaky door Opening to more perplexing disillusion Searching for the words written in invisible ink The hidden message to decode the confusion The water was stone chipping away at the rock The forest was air and threadbare of life The dirt was fire consuming each step Inhibiting the propulsion of… Continue reading Evolution of Indifference

Poetry

My Sister, My Friend

I lost my best friend My sister whom I shared a history The friend I had since the day I was born Who knew every story, understood every issue Who made sure I never felt alone The one I knew that I could turn to And who would rely on my shoulder Who checked in… Continue reading My Sister, My Friend

Poetry

Mementos

So many mementos Once lining the walls Now filling photo albums and scrapbooks Hard drives and memory box A life almost imaginary As if I’d slipped through wormholes of time I remember his face like a chubby cheeked cherub Alabaster skin, copper hair and green eyes The recollection becomes sharp I swiftly turn the page… Continue reading Mementos

Poetry

Object of Affection

You move across the room As if you were floating on air Those shoulders that I love holding onto The ones that bring comfort, now bare Slightly shifting with the swinging motion of your arms The bold line of your back A country interstate leading to blissful regards How lucky I am to be staring… Continue reading Object of Affection

Poetry

Love Is

Love is in so many things Things we forget to duly appreciate The kiss from the one with whom our life is spent The first smile of a newborn babe A mother’s warm embrace when our heart is broken The hot meal prepared at the end of a hard day The surprise phone calls and… Continue reading Love Is

Poetry

Chris

Golden brown skin, glistening in the sun The look in your eyes of pure exhaustion Coupled with the satisfaction from the fruits of your labor Of hours spent atop a roof, driving nails and swinging hammers Shirt bleached with the perspiration and salt seeping through your pores I buried my face in your neck Where… Continue reading Chris

Poetry

Where Home Resides

I used to think home was made of sticks, bricks, and nails Existing between four walls It came with an address, a street name and a mailbox The place to where I belonged When I grew up home became something else A place where blood would reside The warming comfort of family and friends Those… Continue reading Where Home Resides