Category: Poetry

These were the words she said at my arrival.”You got to be kidding.”I have known the truth even back then.I was born unlike the other babies.When my diapers were full and sagging, and I was left to my own determination. My mother’s womb carried me.I deemed me ready to take my first breath.She had no

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Excited was not the word to use. I was not exhilarated. I had never won the big prize. Soon my hand would shake the hand of the would be king and queen. I had to learn quickly. How to curtsy. How to bow. How to shut my mouth. I had to learn to like chicken

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I’ve been here before,tasted it, kept it, smelled it.I’ve put on these slacks before,one leg at a time, with steady hands and sturdy feet.It’s a recurring situation. I forget my keys, and vital information I can’t counton ten fingers or ten toes.There are many masks, and I don’tknow their names or rememberthe faces to their

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This is before the actual storm lands,twisting and ripping, turning all the people in the pathupside down and inside out.We are waiting for the calm to happen after the menacingclouds move past us,and the rotten smells disappear. These are the stolen moments of my past,getting rid of them,no longer causing me pain,I am standing here

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The piano plays hundreds of chords.In my mind, I see you clearly.My hand presses on the jelly filled donut.Here comes out the berry red flavoring.Lick my fingers clean.Press down harder.Make me feel the pain.Here I come to see what is wrong.The untuned black and white keys slant sideways.No good song comes out of happiness.The squished

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Do you want more ketchup with your burger and fries?This was the question the waiter asked.It was the wrong question at the wrong table.It was always the wrong question, and you knew this.But you were too stubborn to admit the truth.I don’t want to say stupid.You only used this as way to compromise your life.I’m

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Good night, my dear friend, close your eyesand think of fireflies and twilight hours.Your eyes will never leave my memory,your smell will stay in my nostrils forever,and your flesh will remain warm in my heart.I have seen how tragedy can spark into a million tiny flames and I will not put them out,for you are

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Pick up your feet. If you don’t, you will eventually FALL. Not right away but sooner than later. Funny how people don’t heed the words, believe they know what’s right, and fall to see the error. Change can’t happen with closed hands. Switched circumstances are something of the past. Run fast on your feet. Remember

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There were ten of us.Then, there were seven.Soon one was lost.Six only remained.We had plenty to defend.Five, four, three, and two disappeared.There was one left. The last one only me.I was my own island.One coconut with an extended straw.Makes me happy.

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I will not failNot my brainLet water run downMy face cleanSmile bigNo one will see youI will not fallNo more liesYell loud Not lostStand tallRemain on my feetI will not fade

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Dirty feet make a dirty soul wither.The oval shape of his headtwisted in the wind.The ways his eyes stare backlike a dead cat.There is emptiness in the skull.Two days previous her lips were pink,now they are turning yellow.Emptiness surrounds the house.The pain reliever wore off.One last time the ringing started.The light above got brighter.She heard

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You were someone I enjoyed. I wanted to be a great part of your life.You taught me little.Today, I want to return the favor.You were a cruel joke.There were things to miss.I was stupid to trust you.Convinced myself you were good for me.I held on too long.My eyes boiled hot from your sting.You abandoned me

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Here, I am waiting,watching and listening,thinking of past days,filled with present longing,hoping for future release.My heart is broken,not to the point of a wilting flower,but the leaves are brown,and the stem is turning black.I could be wrong about this,or of things in my past,maybe a part of me is gone,maybe I am whole but can’t

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