Stuck in a place where the world panders to the middle, assumptions are made defining what I need, what I want, what it is I desire, what might be attainable Things I must have to make me a person of value A constant barrage daring me to measure my self-worth against societal rankings I had no part in creating Having lived once in a … Continue reading Below the Middle
Enthralled by the prospect of new adventure she followed blindly, slipping into a world where smoke and ash painted forgotten corners with the blood of the innocent Whispers in the mist fueled the mystery as anxious breaths betrayed bravado Initiation demanded participation as she tried to strike a balance between temptation and courage Last minute misgivings guided her spirit A feeling no … Continue reading Intuition
Demise beneath broken skies a cacophony of strident voices sentenced her to die by morning She’d be drowned in a well of shadows as the death bell tolled under a crimson moon such a hollow ring, a hollow ring Trust and love, a subterfuge Clandestine meetings in that old church passionate embraces beneath favissa and pooling wax Her lover unlaced her corset with gentle … Continue reading Accused
It begins with a single voice and then another and another united as one Together we build a world where love is stronger than hate Some call it revolution these things we do that others won’t Knowing our actions build our world, I call it by another name Humanity Photo: Wikimedia Prompt: #MadVerse Continue reading Humanity
a moment to collect these fragments of time by chance, a moment to turn it inside out if only for a moment scaffolds of despair layered under a rain-kissed sky imaginary temples to honor seclusion beneath a nectarine sun as the wolf, beaten, howls at the door for a moment a woman, more than blood and bone, seeks truth aspirations drawn out on … Continue reading Moments
I suppose it’s well enough for now this departure from reality It’s well enough for now Ensconced in a world of strained repartee true believers cast a spell, an ordination in this departure from reality Packaged and sold as one’s vocation Weak and weary accept the transition as true believers cast that spell, an ordination Fact and fiction dance in this place, a juxtaposition and … Continue reading Before Flight
Sometimes I slip back to that place where troubles can’t intrude My mother’s garden, filled with flowers and lace In need of respite from life’s fast pace I wander and let waves wash over this unsettled mood Sometimes I slip back to that place In search of comfort, it’s childhood footsteps I trace to release these problems I’ve accrued My mother’s garden, filled with flowers … Continue reading Going Home
When once solid ground shifts beneath my feet I search for solace in all I‘ve known before Capricious sacrifice, blood and ink compete Raw emotions rage, unrelenting mentor Harnessing fear and angst to empower me I claw at handholds and climb again clinging to my muse, my calliope armed only with words and this pen To rise above it, the place where falling scrapes away layers of … Continue reading Channeling Calliope
Father remembers odd shadows threading time at every turn and mother cries as she remembers the child who is gone A pastor preaches faith as the choir sings of losses revealed Investigators toil to uncover what clues revealed Searching for evil that lurks in the shadows That he would be caught was a matter of faith as they waited for the tide to turn Justice … Continue reading In the Name of Faith
Haunted by this uncertain feeling I dream of running, running away Visions of another life, revealing And so I teeter on the edge, kneeling Finding purchase on glass bridges as they sway Haunted by this uncertain feeling A future reflected in canyons below… calling, squealing Released from confines of expectations, I stray Visions of another life, revealing Walking in shadows and slowly … Continue reading Resolution
Wandered into a cemetery surrounded by a stone wall hidden in the deep wood The cold winter’s wind calling the shadows and whispering my name Air weighted with sadness as tombs of sorrow beckoned like a house so empty I stood alone, waiting as voices of the lost washed me in time’s tempest My hands embraced each soul as I traced those crumbling stones placed … Continue reading Deerfield’s Ghosts
Back when we spent days chasing raindrops and ink seeking warmth in each other’s arms summer passed in just a blink playing dive bars, writing our own memoirs you told a story with just one wink We lived in the moment together we were strong your words, so sincere perfect harmony in every song With you, I finally found solid ground With you, I was … Continue reading November Rain
In the spirit of Halloween… Fog’s rolling in those giants brewing up trouble potent potions bubble over fires stoked with bones and rubble The air is thick that smoke slowly smothering ethereal shapes suffering over cries cut short witches sputtering In the midst of terror awareness pins salvation somewhere above the din Escape from this nightmare for those willing to try garnered with simple electricity … Continue reading Wake Up
He saw her in fractured time Spaces between pounding heartbeats defined in shards of reality and told the tale of the sacred and the profane On days when storms brewed behind her topaz eyes and her words set the world ablaze he shouldered the blame And in the night when she cried softly in dark spaces he cradled her fears and wiped away each tear … Continue reading Love Story
Obsessed with breaking beautiful I dive into crystal clear waters Must break the surface as the sun gets swallowed by the horizon It is in this reckless hour, when darkness falls and the ocean comes to life, predators are on the prowl and I am most vulnerable There is no room for mistake Still I dive, seeking the soft sand and treasures buried just beneath … Continue reading Chasing Darkness
What if those iron bars that surround you were nothing more than gossamer threads, shredded remnants of broken dreams still projecting the illusion of captivity What if… What if that touchstone you treasured for all those years, revered and held by insignificant power, now fell buried in the muck, dull and cracked What if… What if what was, isn’t What if what was, never was … Continue reading What If
Whispered intentions simmering in the shadow of the sun setting but not forgotten Whispered intentions designed by the colors of dreams diluted but not forgotten Whispered intentions echoing if but a hollow sound escaping but not forgotten Whispered intentions inspired with promised rewards insisting not to be forgotten photo: Pixabay prompts: Elliane’s Place, MadVerse Continue reading Whispered Intentions
We stand united heartbroken but strong in spirit We understand beneath all that makes us different is a common desire to find a hand to hold and that affection overcomes animosity every time Make no mistake, those that covet darkness, the light of love will always win photo: PhotoPin prompts: MadVerse, MSPoetry, Reverie Journal Continue reading Light of Love
Stuck in a perpetual dress rehearsal she dances until her feet bleed, examining missteps as she strives for perfection, a new test If she could rewrite history and choreograph a new routine, her recovery would reveal a grand curtain call as her spotlight fades into the sunset photo: Pixabay prompts: Verse Reversal, Drug Verse, Wylde Verse, Madverse Continue reading Spotlight
She heard the thunder but never felt the rain It rumbled and rolled through her chest and shook the ground beneath her bare feet but not a drop fell from that steel grey sky She witnessed the crash but never saw the impact It exploded in squealing tires seeking purchase and shattering glass raining on her unprotected body but not a sliver fell from that spider-webbed … Continue reading Living Nightmares
And as we begin our stroll into the last sunset I will shed no tears Because I understand even the power of endless ages will eventually wither and die My sacrifices, both large and small, cannot stop this crusade, stealing sanity one prayer at a time photo: Pixabay prompts: WyldeVerse, DrugVerse, MadVerse, Daily Prompt related: Sour Grapes Continue reading Sunset Prayers
Your loss weighs heavy like a cloth dampened by a thousand tears imprisoning your shattered soul in a prison of endless grief And I, helpless and confined, desperately seek a way to write a different ending But when reality suffocates hope and that which is done cannot be undone I put away my pen and push away the paper for sometimes words, even in their … Continue reading Butterfly Tears
Exploring the world with the bravado of youth we traversed days with intention I still feel the heat oozing from hot pavement as we logged miles on flimsy flip-flops aggressively moving toward no place in particular I remember the rush of dancing on the dark side meeting at that old bridge to grab bottles left just underneath gifted by boys not much older I remember … Continue reading Teen-Aged Memories
Emerging from the depths of endless mourning she whispered a quiet prayer Imploring the universe, all at once cruel and somehow comforting, to guide her in this unfamiliar place to heal her forever fractured heart to find peace, bittersweet peace one step at a time photo: Pixabay prompt: MadVerse 637 Continue reading Solitude
What will happen when I am an old woman stripped bare of the trappings daily life brings When I forget the importance of impressions designed to enhance the illusions of life we all project When what is left is my core, raw and exposed Will I embrace laughter, delighting in fanciful music only I can hear when my private orchestra plays Dancing as it echoes … Continue reading Old Bones Dancing
Even if the notes are off key to me, they sound beautiful as I listen to your lovely voice Down the rabbit hole I slip willingly to embrace this radical thought shift Never have I known the pleasure your words bring until I opened my heart Soothing my fears your music brings strength to explore new ways Navigating blindfolded so my spirit can heal I … Continue reading Serenade
And so it is with blind trust that I stare at this blank page willing the words to appear knowing sometimes the stories we tell are written in invisible ink Prodded by a desire to release demons and capture angels my fingers race across well worn keyboards looking for that potent elixir Like diamonds from ashes the prose appears dipped in gold from straws immersed … Continue reading Unlikely Miracles
Left the tempest of the city where projected ambition tangled with desperation like freshly laundered sheets pinned to the line straining to be free from polluted breezes that saturated every fiber Answered the call of an ocean of dreams where the sweet and steady rhythm of the tide soothed and wave after wave smoothed all the rough edges like that broken pieces of glass, now … Continue reading Sea Glass
Blame it on fate this road I’m on is blackened with the dry petals of yesterday’s ashes days pass by with increasing speed and I’m left screaming don’t stop, don’t stop Must be fate this road I’m on brings me further away from demons of my own design Can’t stop, don’t stop the shadows slowly retreating held the power to leave me ruined to the … Continue reading Twisted Roads
We fight to live we fight to love we expect nothing as the first phase of the revolution grows Finding each other to join forces despite chaos swirling like storms that create thick smoke and broken mirrors the attraction between like minds can not be denied We fight to live hard we fight to love hard we expect nothing less as the feeding frenzy surrounding … Continue reading Revolution
