The Colors of Me
I don’t fit in. No one can see. I struggle to show you all that makes me, me. Because of that, I feel insignificant once more. When I was a little girl, I dreamt of swallowing paint so what I … Continue reading The Colors of Me
Category: Ink Drops
May I Sit Awhile
If you do not mind May I sit here for awhile I promise not to get too close I won’t make a sound. I see you withdraw Do you feel invisible to the world Always know that no matter what … Continue reading May I Sit Awhile
Dreams Fade
She closes her eyes and gets lost in his arms. His breath caresses the back of her neck as she whispers “let’s pretend that this is forever”. The words hang in the air as if the slightest sound will make … Continue reading Dreams Fade
Just For Tonight
Just for tonight Do not whisper everything will be okay Just let me fall apart Cry all night Let the fear take hold I have been here before Just for tonight I let the loneliness set in Deafening silence surrounds … Continue reading Just For Tonight
I Am
I I am not afraid of falling scraped knees a broken heart shattered dreams having to crawl until I find my way back. I have done that all before. I I am worried that I will never fly I will … Continue reading I Am
Shooting Stars
once upon a time… there was a girl She lifted her hands to touch the sky with a leap of faith she tip-toed on top of the trees she bathed in the warming rays of the sun but longed for … Continue reading Shooting Stars
My Gift is the Moon
I could feel her restlessness in the night. I reached over to soothe her while searching for words to ease her broken heart. “Do you remember when I used to sing to you? At night I would sing lullabies while holding … Continue reading My Gift is the Moon
He Loves Me or He Loves Me Not Enough
He loves me, he loves me not enough As my fingers touch the petals whispered words slip from my lips begging not for an answer but an affirmation of a wishful truth I told myself thousands of times especially in … Continue reading He Loves Me or He Loves Me Not Enough
Scarlet Words
I sit down to write and as I feel the onyx pen in my hand, my mind drifts off to days when the world was in love. The gentle way men bowed to women and everyone dripped poetry from their … Continue reading Scarlet Words
Remember
Of things I remember, I often love~ the twining of moonlight dancing through the darkness illuminating us while erasing shadows. you curve tenderly against my spine whispers of consequence exhaled while inhaling thoughts of chance our cocoon releases roots deeply into … Continue reading Remember
Inked Peacock Tales 