a.m.

Twelve thirty dark night You’re asleep by now but still Awake in my mind. Your beauty brings light Removes my frights. If you’re the Wind then I’m the kite. We’ll travel across Land and sea, King, Queen, I’ll love You eternally. We’ll take your car. Though It smells like crayons we’ll sleep In the back…

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all human (for Orlando)

I write in dedication to lives lost, injured, and affected in anyway in the tragic event that took place not 4 miles from my home in Orlando at 2 am this morning. May peace be with you all. Red hue of summer’s Morning haze encapsulates Us in frightened gaze. Dead, who did nothing Wrong, now…

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Miss Magnolia

Spring is here, Though only storms are near. They spring memories I fear of Miss Magnolia. Oh dear, dear Miss Magnolia How I miss Miss Magnolia. Your sweet scent sent me Somewhere else away From the nonsense of Battling for sense. Haven’t climbed you since I could dream, I could sleep. Climb you, climb the…

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No one (a free verse)

I saunter with eyes of wander, eyes of wonder I ponder Blue black sky, blue black rains, hides my cry. The lonely faceless faces of the places erases me “No one says that,” “No one does that.” No one. No one is me. Won’t you see? To me it’s easy to drown in seas. For…

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Writing Alone

      Have I lost my friend? Or my friend, am I lost? A wandering soul Drifting through time Objects float by and by And bye. My arms of connection Like a withering octopus Lost their suction. No one to hold on to I murmur my thoughts alone, Hide from what’s true. These thoughts…

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Blistered Feet (A Valentine's Sonnet)

Our blackened, blistered, battered bare feet Softly sink in silent sand step by step. Through dark salt water air, cold breeze of heat Our words drifted away as time slept. We tower above, rulers of the night, Our towers scrap the sky, scrap the ground. Together we silence my fears, my fright As sky and ground…

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Haiku Wars

At night I fight brain Wars. To bring light I write with This pen as my sword. Waves of ink wash my Warped soul. Rhyming my sentence, Demons I silence Through fiery oceans Of lost kin. I paddle with This pen as my oar. Waves pull me back and Forth. Trapped between living or Ending…

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Poetic Pause (a sonnet)

Silently screaming, slowly straining my Soul. Tears of loss, fears of thoughts, steers to Cross. Pleading pleas repeatedly. “Please reply!” Silence precedes, death ties my noose in knots. The rope, his claws, I let them grip my skin. Chokingly, brokenly I run from fate, From life, loss, love. I’m not magnificent. I loved them too…

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