Here's '31' of my most 'liked' poems all in one convenient place by yours truly. Why 31? I recounted and there was 31 instead of 30. Never was too swift at math... But, I am also lying, because as I go, I will likely add many more to this list. So, go ahead, call me… Continue reading My Reader’s 31 most ‘Liked’ Poems
We danced with the moon when she curtsied to the rhythm of our movement sending a message of light embracing the sea freeing our being to wander its final time where souls sift through grains of beach sand roaming through endless stars throughout this enchanted universe.
Oh, those wonderful days of confusion drunk lost not knowing me smothered in sugar spice fire and ice living inside a realm of lies I kept coming up missing pouring another glass of wine it drowned out the noises of the world I had an excuse back then I could say I didn't know life… Continue reading those wonderful days of confusion
before here when I was not alive I had a real mother and a real father who loved me I had a real family and it was up there I always had the feeling I was never of this earth and didn't quite fit in it still feel that way even though I did want… Continue reading before here
God will have me outlive everyone I ever knew so that no one will miss me when I am gone and I then will have no reason to stay behind and this will have been my training in wait because no one can ever earn their wings it is a given thing but you will… Continue reading it is given
point of origin thoughts we knew steeped in hallow flow and dew dipping wings unknown in mood peaceful doves sip vengeful brew beautiful vultures devour kingdoms water falls through eyes of wisdom.
sleep by candles spell of light guide my dreams through this hellish night moon above grants my pagan mood my eyes in misery broods this candle dims and nightmares come But God bequeaths me not a morning sun.
death is thick in the air the black plumes of feathers on lamp-posts of each horse-drawn carriage ruffle in the evening breeze carrying the new dead drained of their blood vampires have taken over this city buildings burn tonight in old New Orleans people scream and run but the living dead don't run unbeknownst to… Continue reading vampires have taken over New Orleans
they took a picture of it because they didn't understand life so they looked at it and looked at it and looked but if you would have listened to your heart you never would have chosen the wrong love and your heart would have never been broken and if you didn't allow yourself to be… Continue reading Picture
I am black through graveyard grasses sound tapping on grave stone markers sneakered feet never touch ground wailing cold wind whispers my name owls hoot beautiful golden glowing eyes perch above below in the night I run. .
We work in a crazy town people scurrying falling over each other everywhere angry confused sick and tired of it all bumper to bumper traffic getting heavy filled with these painful needles and pins the alarm screams at us we wake we drop dead in bed we sleep our stomach growls we eat the monotony… Continue reading Crazy town