I plunged into her thoughts I wrote all of the isolation terror and repudiation The depression and shame I felt with every heartbreaking day. Into her essence I wrote all of the panic and of course the illness I poured … Continue reading Terror Within Her
I have often been asked how I write the way I do…I am not always sure what that means. I may ask to clarify because honestly, I write with a pen to paper then transfer it to the computer. Or … Continue reading How Do I Write the Way I Do…
Photo by me You are the monsoon that pushes me up these beaches where I lie coughing up the decayed contents of my insides. The cyclical thoughts are whirling from within and I try to choke them back down. I … Continue reading Anchor
Photo by me I count the petals on the daisy I don’t want an answer to the question but instead, I need a statement. Affirmation of a truth I already know since he left. Or was it me that walked … Continue reading He Love me….
As the starry curtain is pulled across the night sky, iridescent dewdrop kisses dance across my lips. Gentle whispers roll across my skin with innocent words that fill my void. They speak of the future being the present and that … Continue reading Felicity
Your blood is like ink to me, I watch it drip onto the worn pages. It swirls into beautiful images It is a story only I can see. You are my muse And I am the creative writer. As you … Continue reading My Muse
I am worn and tattered on the edges, yet I breathe light into the atmosphere. I am the echo of something that once was a shadow of beautiful and now departed into something destructive. I am poison dripping through your … Continue reading Help Me Breathe Again
The moment when the sky is high and the ocean is roaring; the wind sings as the stars are crying. Are you listening to the trees that are whispering life’s secrets? It floats in the air into ears that are … Continue reading I Have Forgotten How to Pray
Come with me, I said…..peer into my mind and see the cavernous night sky. Reach up and remove the stars one by one and lay them from my shoulder to hip, take your brush and follow their path leaving nothing … Continue reading Come With Me, I Said…Peer Into My Mind
Once upon a time (there was a girl from far away…) She loves to waltz in shoes that drip ink, trailing beautiful words across this ivory floor. It is sinking into the stone, causing inspiration to flare up and sear … Continue reading Once Upon A Time There Was a Girl
Inked Peacock Tales 