the last time.
the last memory,
the last rhyme.
the task complete.
I have survived 'til the end.
here I stand on paper and pen.
the last poem in line,
the last song is mine.
the dance in done
time to go home.
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Last ~ MoP 28
this is the last one,
the last time.
the last memory,
the last rhyme.
the task complete.
I have survived 'til the end.
here I stand on paper and pen.
the last poem in line,
the last song is mine.
the dance in done
time to go home.
the last time.
the last memory,
the last rhyme.
the task complete.
I have survived 'til the end.
here I stand on paper and pen.
the last poem in line,
the last song is mine.
the dance in done
time to go home.
One ~ MoP 27
one angel lost to me
one yet to be found
one waiting in the wings
one to turn down.
walked alone for
such a long path
now surrounded
and scared to death.
one angel lost to me
one yet to be found
one waiting in the wings
one to turn down.
if they all go
i will be alone again
looking for angels
finding only wind.
one yet to be found
one waiting in the wings
one to turn down.
walked alone for
such a long path
now surrounded
and scared to death.
one angel lost to me
one yet to be found
one waiting in the wings
one to turn down.
if they all go
i will be alone again
looking for angels
finding only wind.
Surf ~ MoP 25
the water splashes
across naked form.
sand in places
you forgot were known
entwined, the surf,
your lover and moon
moments are born
as hearts become one.
there is no one else
in the world this night
just you and they
and the stars witness.
across naked form.
sand in places
you forgot were known
entwined, the surf,
your lover and moon
moments are born
as hearts become one.
there is no one else
in the world this night
just you and they
and the stars witness.
Away ~ MoP 23
flying, running,
driving away.
not looking back.
my rearview is black.
headed west,
into the sun.
shielding my eyes,
against the bright sun.
hoping, wishing
i don't burn.
no solid ground yet
the coulds are my home.
driving away.
not looking back.
my rearview is black.
headed west,
into the sun.
shielding my eyes,
against the bright sun.
hoping, wishing
i don't burn.
no solid ground yet
the coulds are my home.
Popcorn ~ MoP 21
she is torn
stuck inbetween
wishing for something
not yet seen.
waiting
trying patiently
staring off into space
so sadly.
wanting
more than this
popcorn life and days
she says.
Settle ~ MoP 20
life in boxes,
compartmentalized.
in transition,
always on the road.
wanting to settle,
but not to settle.
desparately,
searching for home.
compartmentalized.
in transition,
always on the road.
wanting to settle,
but not to settle.
desparately,
searching for home.
Dance ~ MoP 19
up on her toes,
she dances.
head down,
like no one's watching.
her body moves,
in beat and time.
lost to herself,
she claims the night.
her head sways,
to the tune.
arms up,
her hands in motion.
the lighting dazzles,
eyes are closed.
this is her time,
when all is right.
she dances.
head down,
like no one's watching.
her body moves,
in beat and time.
lost to herself,
she claims the night.
her head sways,
to the tune.
arms up,
her hands in motion.
the lighting dazzles,
eyes are closed.
this is her time,
when all is right.
Jail ~ MoP 17
must escape this jail
I have paid more than just bail
punishment, not crime
planning a break out
now get everything laid out
all that's left is drive
I have paid more than just bail
punishment, not crime
planning a break out
now get everything laid out
all that's left is drive
Transition ~ MoP 16
a body in transition,
liquid, always flowing.
indecision in the air,
no roots are growing.
searching for solidity,
a place, a home,
desparately seeking,
a place to call her own.
another move,
(5 just last 2 years.)
another mile,
(4200 when the end draws near.)
when will it end?
screamed to the night.
when can by body settle.
and my soul take flight?
liquid, always flowing.
indecision in the air,
no roots are growing.
searching for solidity,
a place, a home,
desparately seeking,
a place to call her own.
another move,
(5 just last 2 years.)
another mile,
(4200 when the end draws near.)
when will it end?
screamed to the night.
when can by body settle.
and my soul take flight?
Horizon ~ MoP 15
sunlight peeks through thundering clouds
a glint of hope on the horizon
nothing left to do but venture out
and pray that the path will guide her
she is a tortured soul, they say
twisted roads traveled and worn.
the journey rests heavy on her shoulders
but hope keeps her moving on
the light glistens on new found joy
will her luck hold out?
for if this path turns out false
this will be the one to break her.
a glint of hope on the horizon
nothing left to do but venture out
and pray that the path will guide her
she is a tortured soul, they say
twisted roads traveled and worn.
the journey rests heavy on her shoulders
but hope keeps her moving on
the light glistens on new found joy
will her luck hold out?
for if this path turns out false
this will be the one to break her.
Lust ~ MoP 14
up against the wall,
lips tangled in her hair.
breath comes sallow,
the power of lust is there.
her hand glides slowly
up powerful spine.
his hands move gently,
heart beat in time.
candlelight flickers
across pale hue skin.
her body his hands
mold into him.
the night is theirs to own.
is a beautiful sight
when pleasure comes to
take to new heights.
lips tangled in her hair.
breath comes sallow,
the power of lust is there.
her hand glides slowly
up powerful spine.
his hands move gently,
heart beat in time.
candlelight flickers
across pale hue skin.
her body his hands
mold into him.
the night is theirs to own.
is a beautiful sight
when pleasure comes to
take to new heights.
black and gray and red ~ MoP 13
all the world is black and gray,
my heart still bleeds in red.
i sit and wait, lonely night
wishing for another way.
a fault of mine is where i wear
my wounded heart for all to see.
the scars they tempt passers by,
to rend them more, poke, prod.
my lucky day is here right now,
but the time is bittersweet.
the price i paid has bled me out,
a chapter close, move on, I say.
my heart still bleeds in red.
i sit and wait, lonely night
wishing for another way.
a fault of mine is where i wear
my wounded heart for all to see.
the scars they tempt passers by,
to rend them more, poke, prod.
my lucky day is here right now,
but the time is bittersweet.
the price i paid has bled me out,
a chapter close, move on, I say.
In memory of... ~ MoP 11
a mother mourns
her oldest son
who passed away
last night
too young, he was
to die so young
too many questions
unanswered
still in shock
she sits and stares
unbelieving
her boy is gone
i pray regret
does not haunt her
for the moments
she missed with him
my heart it hurts
for the pain
she feels, as
I hug my daughters
closer
*in memory of my cousin who passed away today, R.I.P
her oldest son
who passed away
last night
too young, he was
to die so young
too many questions
unanswered
still in shock
she sits and stares
unbelieving
her boy is gone
i pray regret
does not haunt her
for the moments
she missed with him
my heart it hurts
for the pain
she feels, as
I hug my daughters
closer
*in memory of my cousin who passed away today, R.I.P
Crazy ~ MoP 10
certifiably
undeniably
C R A Z Y
i attract them
like flies
these people
of questionable
sanity
they are
driving me
C R A Z Y
i can't escape
the stupidity
the mis-logic
my questionable
safety
i think i
might be going
C R A Z Y
undeniably
C R A Z Y
i attract them
like flies
these people
of questionable
sanity
they are
driving me
C R A Z Y
i can't escape
the stupidity
the mis-logic
my questionable
safety
i think i
might be going
C R A Z Y
thank you ~ MoP 9
your kind words
tickle my fancy
warm tendrils curl
and cozy throughout
you will never know
how much they
mean to me
its silly to even think
but a sweet 'hello'
does make my day
a little spark
in a dark week
so i just sit and smile
and silently say..
'thank you'
tickle my fancy
warm tendrils curl
and cozy throughout
you will never know
how much they
mean to me
its silly to even think
but a sweet 'hello'
does make my day
a little spark
in a dark week
so i just sit and smile
and silently say..
'thank you'
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