It’s personal If you don’t like it Remember This isn’t civility Or your safe space Or an attack on your existence Because my opinion is contrary to your own. Nor is it even my problem. This is me Wrestling inner tigers Choosing to be a lady When it suits me But I decide if it [...]
Month: February 2020
What Does It All Mean, Alfie? Renaissance In the Time of Dysthymia
The other day I was talking to my husband about my poetry. Published once, decreasing viewership on this blog, and I was feeling pretty defeated. He replied that most writers, hell most artists, aren’t appreciated until after their death. In today’s world, you’re lucky to capture 5 seconds of someone’s attention in a “Scroll Through” [...]
Passion to Pluto to Venus And Back Again
Never fades Eternal and Persistent My three words Echoing through DNA Strands of Self Untangled Only in endings.
Healed
It’s like, man, it’s like, I found my way home, After being so lost, All I could see was my own, Pain and fear and emptiness Then...it was slow, like My head had to be Pulled back together Separated in a fog Pieces stretched across millennia And then, gone, Finally together After so long She, [...]
Ragdolls and Swords
Ghostly whispers Where green shines A light forward But...it is not The right time for that path. I'm sorry...I made promises to keep, And the scars are deep, I know. You said it was small But I had to Stitch myself, my heart Back together... I would never want that For anyone else No, not [...]
OverTheHillsAndFarAway 