Short poem
(2014)
No place is safe. Your path will be traced. Your existence hollow. Not somebody to follow. If you can’t guess.
The moonlight shines through the t… Like a mysterious treasure release… Our existence fails to cease. My Feelings are are peace. Unshattered & undeceased.
My eyes open wide, my heart break… My tears confide what my heart hid… Your fears fade & forgotten. Our afflictions made rotten. Our happiness withheld.
His brown hair uncut & fair. He knows I am there. Because at him I always stare. I wonder if he ever imagines how… About my nakedness would he even c…
Anger Of a stranger. In my own bed room exists a nighty… Hatred of who took what is sacred. Tries to lie. Attempts to buy.
Dishonest & Untrue. Breaking hearts is what you do. The right guy is so far & few. Commitments is not something they… Who is me?
Mimes selling wind chimes. Butterflies speak lullabyes. Birth is not a curse. Abortion is much worse. Family court is like a mad hatter’…
I was unseen at age thirteen. I had to pretend that I had a boy… Broken hearts can’t mend. I was p… It felt like I didn’t even exist. I wasn’t someone anyone would miss…
Don’t become someone to hate. Have a positive fate. Cater your own plate. A true heart never descrates. A love that’s holy.
Your eyes linger in my direction a… The feelings I feel for you are w… I am thirteen years older. You were three when I graduated h… Twenty years later I could be as…
Compiling a mess. Causing unnecessary distress. What is wrong with you? Why do you do what you do? This doesn’t make sense.
Almond marble blue eyes sparkle. They look at me with fear & uncert… A psychic telepathic connection. A face with no recolition. A feline spirit of purity.
Fly away from me butterfly. Spend years wondering why. Sad thoughts bring tears to make u… Fragile & delicate wings, so trans… All the places you wonder where th…
Rain clouds with thunder that’s lo… Snow fall with snowflakes for all. Sun rays through lazy days. A chilly breeze across a still hor… Sunsets in the evening.
So busy I feel dizzy. What a fuss. She already missed her school bus. My distress was repressed. I confess I tend to obsess.