All this time I thought that you were bitter But bitter tastes mature on the tongue, Delightfully ascerbic, Finishing strong. Then I thought that you were sour, But sour tantalizes honestly, Uprfront without modesty. Then I realized you are rotten, A stentch lingering over the forgotten, A horrid waste of decaying flesh Pungent and eating… Continue reading Buds.
Creative minds, By design, Would be far too confined, To think In straight lines.
With a forceful grunt And a thrust of the bones The tree sways with the wind And the branches moan. And to the earth there falls A shower of quarters, nickles, and dimes, With an eager swoop of the arm I valiantly claim what is mine. The nonsensical source of money and delight, Raining showers… Continue reading Money tree
The shabby collection of toiletries that travels with my mother, has been in her possession for roughly 14 years. A tattered circular comb rests on the counter, boasting an army of shredded hair that has accumulated over the years, intertwined between abrasive brissles. Her inquisition causes my self pity to surface, in the same way… Continue reading Des bibelots
Plants lie heavy, burdened Underneath the weight of umber snow. Footsteps tread, steady Intentionally, knowing where to go. Chest inhales arduously, Underneath the mass of evening light, Heart races erratically, Without intention, willing to take flight. Like this flora I can face my demise, Knowing that with the kiss of sunrise, Comes an anticipated, annual… Continue reading Withering plants.
I think I just need a change of pace, she confesses, swallowing hard, With an air of assurance. Her bra strap is always falling off her shoulder, mimicking her own fear of commitment to staying in one place, for too long. Her eyes are downcast, but her spirits are temporarily lifted. She twirls honesty around… Continue reading Conversation with Self
I am your enigmatic sorcerer, Loftily perched upon my ivory tower, Ceaselessly lost in a tangled web of Philosophical ponderings. Gleaming down, are my rays of brilliance, Illuminating your placid footsteps. My aura tantalizes your shrewd senses. My transparent lullabies galvanize your motivations. Your tongue is as sharp as my sensibilities, Your reveries as elusive… Continue reading Untitled