The Gift
You see this place. right here? alabaster paper tied with inky etymon This should have been your gift I had been working on it for 1232 minutes; to be exact. My gift my words heart … Continue reading The Gift
Tag: poetry
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
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
Forlorn Soul
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
Painted Dreams
artwork by me He loves the girl with the dark hair and blue moon eyes. He looks upon her starry sky lashes and knows she has a fractured heart. When the nightfall envelopes her, he feels her despair. That is … Continue reading Painted Dreams
Most Common Lie
I’m fine Two words drip like honey from the tongue There is no sweetness so often brought on by sadness and hurt When a stranger asks how are you we smile, nod and say good Someone close may ask the … Continue reading Most Common Lie
Da Capo
Notes of the piano wash over me His fingers caress the black and white keys Drawing out emotions I could not foresee Notes of the piano wash over me Immersed in your sounds that set me free Falling under the … Continue reading Da Capo
Come A Little Closer
artwork by me…. Want to know more about me I will try and show you *** I am a strong woman mother daughter sister friend and a lover of words books music art movies *** Did you know that I … Continue reading Come A Little Closer
Tranquility
folding perfection sought inspirational cranes go within, find peace to bring forth calming wishes leap from each fold hope lives in the creases eyes closed while lost in devotion praying ******************************************************** My first attempt writing for Carpe Diem I was forced (okay it was nicely suggested) by Jeremy to do this piece. I am not good at following rules but I tried my best at this prompt. Be kind if I got it wrong. The prompt…..as i understood it; Write a Cinquian what is that you ask? I know I did….here is the explanation At its most basic level, ‘cinquain’ simply … Continue reading Tranquility
What If
Artwork by me…Anja What if…. I fell into you now Would you allow me to press myself deep into your shoulder Be the shelter my heart longs to find Open your arms so I can nestle against your skin Allow … Continue reading What If
Inked Peacock Tales 