(2015)
#Broken #Cadence #Free-verseHeart #Jennings #Pain #Parker #Poem #Poet #Poetry
There’s four of them, circling aro… not doing or thinking of tomorrow. Just simple thoughts and words sha… to each other. Today yet another d… Dressed mostly in black, with rand…
The humming of the electrical wire… gently existing outside my window as the birds lay alongside there, napping
An echoing melody breezed through… swinging from the tops of green fo… and melted the defenses of the mou… Everything seemed to disappear thi… I was in myself a different way.
If there was anything that mattere… I would hold hope that the very thing would be me. Profitably me.
I swear if I have to read one more poem of someone cutting themselves I’m going to cut myself. Really deep.
Loud angry voices emanating throughout the land trying best to think best about what is best. Argue best.
My fingers tremble in the cold as I stack the stones in a slanted… I’m accompanied by the hummingbird… who search for the mystery in gard… sprouting within the cracks of thi…
I have seen my own death, it isn’t pretty. My face as a corpse is unkempt. It’s ok, I wasn’t perfect. It is strange,
I really wanted to die underneath that heavenly blue sky, and leave behind the tensions and… and float upwards and away from th… No longer called a buffoon,
In my mind, a grandmotherly smile. There was before only suffering.… of the quivering mess. No longer willing to run away from the self,
I live in the street of somethings… I live 30 feet beneath the street. It scares me sometimes. Life rests its crest,
I sat in a lowly lit room in a harsh winter night, fallen into a sense of despair and feeling brutalized by life.
She sat there across the table from me as music blared through the night sky. Heavy majestic clouds,
Strength of the mighty ocean couldn’t calm existence the pressu… nor violence by which we all measu… Sometimes the only definition of m… Like crossing the Rubicon,
dead water and the rising smoke from the desert rocks still to erupt with the fire of love. Perhaps newer. The desire to live life without risk. Hidden. An erect spine Time is timid to ...