(2015)
#Broken #Cadence #Free-verseHeart #Jennings #Pain #Parker #Poem #Poet #Poetry
I grew up staring starry-eyed at t… of healthier men walking out of do… head held high while I kept their… It wasn’t something to really envy… and a fine nights sleep. No family…
The language I live in is a playground of excessive expression. Fitted to the guiles of love and the rascal finishes
In the distance, slight tapping of… Festival creating renewed life, wa… the origin of the location unknown… Then upbeat rhythm kicks in, Announcing a different style of ce…
She sat there across the table from me as music blared through the night sky. Heavy majestic clouds,
The rain was not refreshing. we waited and waited on those barren, thirsty desert hills. But no rain came.
Creating, condemning, piercing my skin with a rough sketch, tattoo ink and a clueless reminder found within every pore.
Life to me is covered by a velvet sheet, suffocating me with rich fabric and delicate dreams.
Has a road to it. For the living and the dying, for the distinct sensation of convenience and order. We live by convenience.
What is a name? Glorified ticket to fame? Or something else entirely? Are you a fallen tree in the fores… or are you a pair of ragged claws
Oh how I wish my talent with words were like that of a painter with color and dimension.
As I sat on that dark misty cliff… and felt the tips of the ocean bel… lightly on my face, in comfort or… by that sun burst into the world w… The sea beneath my dangling feet r…
In my mind, a grandmotherly smile. There was before only suffering.… of the quivering mess. No longer willing to run away from the self,
A cockroach died of starvation in… Slightly annoyed as I laced my mu… to go outside and find my way to t… steal some coffee from a bank befo… I dropped my American Eagle key o…
You used to walk around the park and feel the air perched on your t… but now it is no more. Once written in mosaic glass is now just a shatter on the floor…
Little black rocks dotted the side… as I held my gaze down there. What was I doing here... almost crippled by fear No, I’m doing this.