My mind will reel
My heart will pound
Each time my mind
Begins the sounds
The terror thuds
within my chest
It plagues my mind
Fresh from its rest
My fingers long
To claw the air
To thrash out at
The monster there
Sometimes escapes
A gasping cry
My tightening throat
So raw and dry
Powerless
I lie in wait
No way to fight
this looming fate
With certainty
This is the end
Then suddenly
I move again
The fear subsides
And all is well
Except those moments
Spent in hell
Monday, June 6, 2016
Thursday, June 2, 2016
Avatar
Through babies and blood
Emotions that flood
I thank your allowance of use
I've hated you strongly
spoke ill of you wrongly
and tormented you with abuse
You've allowed me to dance
and supported my stance
when backing down would have been easy
You've carried this weight
Shown you'll not abate
in moving my heart to what frees me
I've drowned you in blame
And choked you in shame
when really you're quite like a treasure
So I'll show you respect
And no more will inspect
the damage I've done in my leisure
Emotions that flood
I thank your allowance of use
I've hated you strongly
spoke ill of you wrongly
and tormented you with abuse
You've allowed me to dance
and supported my stance
when backing down would have been easy
You've carried this weight
Shown you'll not abate
in moving my heart to what frees me
I've drowned you in blame
And choked you in shame
when really you're quite like a treasure
So I'll show you respect
And no more will inspect
the damage I've done in my leisure
Monday, May 30, 2016
Let your imagination teach you
You can learn from wonder
You can grow from dreams
You can learn to see the world
for more them what it seems
You can tell a story
You can sing a song
You can paint a picture
that makes joy last twice as long
You can find a hideout
You can find a heart
You can find a friend
who will rejoice your hidden parts
You can grow from dreams
You can learn to see the world
for more them what it seems
You can tell a story
You can sing a song
You can paint a picture
that makes joy last twice as long
You can find a hideout
You can find a heart
You can find a friend
who will rejoice your hidden parts
Labels:
expression,
friendship,
fun,
kid friendly,
kid safe,
learning,
life lessons,
poem
Sunday, May 29, 2016
Day 7
She
Understood
Nothing
Despite
A Constant
Yammering
Understood
Nothing
Despite
A Constant
Yammering
Labels:
poem,
what the hell does this mean?
Saturday, May 28, 2016
Day 6
So sacrosanct our ways become
Always jerking back the reigns
Tethering so frailly spun
Upgraded by our minds to chains
Reveal the fear that makes it so
Damage that still resonates
An echoing we won’t let go
Yet fills us with a phantom hate
Always jerking back the reigns
Tethering so frailly spun
Upgraded by our minds to chains
Reveal the fear that makes it so
Damage that still resonates
An echoing we won’t let go
Yet fills us with a phantom hate
Labels:
poem,
what the hell does this mean?
Friday, May 27, 2016
Day 5
Ferocity, yes my words can free it
Roaring loudly as I snatch your crown
Incite the fright yes my eyes can see it
Drop your face til it shatters on the ground
All you see now is me so believe it
Yes, I’m the lioness that took you down
Roaring loudly as I snatch your crown
Incite the fright yes my eyes can see it
Drop your face til it shatters on the ground
All you see now is me so believe it
Yes, I’m the lioness that took you down
Labels:
poem,
what the hell does this mean?
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Day 4
Threading yourself through impossible holes
Harnessing things that cannot be controlled
Using the ounces meant for our survival
Reclaiming our souls in the hope of revival
Sullying goodness to draw out the evil
Debating the meaning of civil and legal
Asking the fathoms of darkness for meaning
Yellowing memories of pain are now gleaming
Harnessing things that cannot be controlled
Using the ounces meant for our survival
Reclaiming our souls in the hope of revival
Sullying goodness to draw out the evil
Debating the meaning of civil and legal
Asking the fathoms of darkness for meaning
Yellowing memories of pain are now gleaming
Labels:
poetry,
what the hell does this mean?
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