walk in small steps try to convince me how to drown on land teach me in big words won't you read my mind I've let myself go sit in a circle of friends haven't you noticed we are at the end of a burning violin gather safely in the arms of a sleepwalking stranger and … Continue reading Both of Us
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Forgotten Project #6: Forgiving the Ghosts of Lives Past…
Ever think back into your life and simply cringe? Or maybe you get that heavy feeling and are suddenly inundated with hatred and regret? If you haven't then I'd guess you'd be lucky because I do. I look at who I once was, compared to who I am now, and I shake my head with … Continue reading Forgotten Project #6: Forgiving the Ghosts of Lives Past…
Facebook Short Poetry Series #15
In dreams we searched for it, fantastic fantasies of whimsy that lead down paths that never knew of potholes skid-marks, or memory ribbons. We sang, we danced, and were unafraid of the tightness in our chest because we knew, we knew, it wasn't illness, or fear, it was happiness, it was Joy, it was peace. … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #15
When I Was Young
When I was Young When I was young I learned of two roads in a wood I did not believe to be yellow, for it was a coward's color, made of caution and weariness. But I was put before the roads, and made to choose. Until I plowed forward, creating a third. When I was … Continue reading When I Was Young