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
Admonished girl curled on the ground Longing to say something of consequence She wonders if reality exists While wrapped in a cloak of silt The aftertaste of grief lingers on her tongue Laughing at the myth of entropy invented by a sadist. Broken … Continue reading Forlorn Soul
I pull down the veil of my dreams and press out shapes of stars during the darkest nights. Each perfectly formed as the next. Look closely and you will see the frayed edges. I hold them in my hand as … Continue reading Relinquish
I don’t miss you anymore. As the months turn over I have learned more about myself than I ever thought was possible. I faced the monster that lived under my skin and as I trace the scars, my old life … Continue reading Screaming Silent Memories
Sorrowful words painted on macabre skeletons Swept open the curtains of my heart Releasing the tear stained butterflies Encased within my ribcage The raindrops we once dreamt of dancing between Now batter the delicate wings Of the carriers of … Continue reading Whispered Unrequited Love
Please tell me….where are your regrets kept? Are they tucked in the hollow space between your clavicle and scapula? Or do you prefer to pull them out each night so they haunt you in your dreams? Then as the morning … Continue reading Regrets….I Have None
harmful words cut deep in my heart her conscious sleeps catching sleeping tears catching sleeping tears exhaling his memory vanish from her life vanish from her life no harm will fall upon her your power is gone **************************** Written for … Continue reading Shield Her
In the recesses of my darkened heart, there is a door. Take my hand and I will lead you there but tread carefully. I heard whispers etched into my ribcage that spoke of a sort of voodoo that corrupted this … Continue reading Open My Heart
I reach up and paint the sunshine along the horizon. With each brush stroke I feel your shadow stretching until it caresses my heart. I turn and watch the light dance across the ground as you and I draw farther apart. As I walk towards you I feel you pull back. My love for you rises like the sun but you sink softly below the edges of the world. I am feeling alone as the rays kiss my skin. I curl up in a blanket of honeysuckle dripping from above and wait for your return. I feel the dew spinning … Continue reading Rest Upon My Heart
One of my watercolor paintings….drying and waiting for next step, patiently. As a child I remember being told to not allow things to upset you that you cannot control. For instance, if it rains on a day you longed … Continue reading Patiently
Inked Peacock Tales 