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Category Archives: Poetry
Midnight Tears
Midnight tears trickle down a cheek of discontent. They fall like rubies to the ground, colored by different shades of intoxication. Misplaced treasures gather at my feet, forgotten emotions that are only missed when the inevitable waves of time washes … Continue reading
Broken Promises
Winter night of stars and light. An empty glass stands as the past. I see myself in the reflection staring back. Sharded image colored like ice… it is me. Each image a perfect imagination and yet they have reality’s eyes. … Continue reading
Heartbeat
Do we count the heartbeats to understand your worth? And weigh your soul against the dead. You are lifted as a banner and paraded around for a cause, but all you wish to do is truly live. We cry real … Continue reading
A Writer’s Contemplation
I am the last person that should preach on self-doubt. I have enough of it to share with the world and then some. Perhaps that is why I should speak on self-doubt because of my own experiences with it. I … Continue reading
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Tagged 2014, aspirations, blog, depression, doubt, goals, introduction, publishing, reflection, welcome, writer
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Different Paths
I view the world through a cascade of color. Prisms of light shine through the twin teardrops I have bred, but not yet given birth to. They hang upon my being and sway in a desperate attempt to not succumb … Continue reading
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Tagged art, blog, blogging, fashion, food, friends, haiku, life, love, nature, people, photography, poem, relationships, travel, writing
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The Jester
He hides his pain behind a permanent smile. Making other people laugh, while feeling no joy. A beautiful painting of conflicting emotion. Suspended in ultimate devotion. To the task of making other humans laugh. A slave, a servant, is there … Continue reading
There is a hole in my pocket
There is a hole in my pocket. I dare not place anything of value within it. I wonder now what may have been already lost. Have I been giving to the world blindly and do inadvertent gifts of charity count … Continue reading
Footprint in the Snow
A footprint in the snow is found. Where did fleeting being bound? I see the scene clearly in my mind. It brings warmth to my heart of some kind. I can almost hear her giggle in the wind. My Anna, … Continue reading
Blue Bottle
Such a pretty bottle never harmed anyone. The liquid inside sings a quiet melody when the cork is taken out. I place the glass close to my ear and hear my dreams whispered back to me. The voices sound muffled … Continue reading
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Tagged alcohol, blue, bottle, depression, dreams, family, life, love, personal, reflection, relationships, sleep
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Personal
I close my eyes and the pain stops. For without reality there is no now and I am able to hover within a second… for a second. I sense every nerve in my body. They stand at attention and await … Continue reading
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Tagged art, life, love, me, personal, photography, poem, poetry, read, reflection, write, writing
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The Drunken Ballad
Note: Inspiration plus several shots of Stranahan’s Whiskey. He sat on his stool with his lute and his cap. With a swig of his whiskey and a flourish of his hat. He sang a sad tale of tragic heroes gone … Continue reading
Morning Dew
Morning light sparkles, diamonds in the rough be found. Morning dew trembles on unremarkable mound. A worker sits, his night shift done. Now it is off to the morning fun. But first he sits and drinks his morning dew. Letting his … Continue reading
Winter’s Night
“Crack,” the branches make a snapping sound in the night. “Meow,” the cat scurries across in fright. Pain, somewhere pain is being born. Despair, somewhere a dream is being torn. Laughter, breaks the darkness of the sky. Crying, both for … Continue reading
Tired
Lucid dream, lucid dream, do I wake. Fleeting dreams depart like waves from yonder lake. And yet still do I breath sleep’s fresh kiss. Now in stark reality do I surely miss. What will it take to dream again. This … Continue reading
The Mirror
I stare at him. “You look tired,” I say. He stares back with scorn. The Korean death stare penetrates the glass. “Tired?” he scoffs, “Weak.” I glare back and mumble something incoherent. “What was that?” he snaps. “Nothing…,” I mumble … Continue reading
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Tagged depression, fashion, food, life, love, personal, photography, poem, poetry, prose, random, reflection, writing
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Awaken
I stare at them and wonder, where do they go? What places have they seen, who do they know? I venture forth, a hermit from his cave. Thunder cracks above, the storm begins to rave. Nothing will keep me inside … Continue reading
Her
Whispering winds speak your name. Through morning sun and glistening rain. Even my dreams are no longer mine. Your presence there I see a sign. I wonder if our love was real. Or was it a simple touch and feel. … Continue reading
Strange Dreams
I have been having Strange Dreams as of late. They have ranged from distracting to fantastic… My eyes close and thus opens my mind. To the world of dreams which time cannot bind. Here I am neither here nor there. … Continue reading
Dear God
It is with an affable nature that I spare a grin, to the man that I recognize as my twin. Daunting the resemblance and yet so different, an aid to chaos this dilemma has lent. And still I embrace this … Continue reading
Tear Drop
Shadows from a fallen tear drop. Merge to form a united front against the happiness which seeks to infest you. It is a victorious battle, and the battleground upon which it occurs leaves behind a picture of death and frustration. … Continue reading
Color by Number
You predefine where I can draw a line. Or tell me how to write a rhyme. But you cannot choose the color of the day. You tell me what goes with what. If I am silly or acting a nut. … Continue reading
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Tagged authors, books, friendship, inspiration, literature, personal, poem, poetry, prose, race, readers, social, words
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The Iron Mask
Comforting, I feel my warm breath spread across my face. I see you and you see what I want you to see. I am the ultimate salesman, I sell without a race. Want to be me? You do not know … Continue reading
Transcending
Transcending from above it floats like a feather to fall gracefully upon open minds. It is an idea, a seed of knowledge, which a willing mind may use to open the doors to new thoughts and conceptions. You fall back … Continue reading
Splinter
His thoughts are solid, like a diamond. The impossible occurs and that diamond splinters into a million pieces. His will has not been broken, this is not meant to be a frivolous image of a broken sword. That painting has … Continue reading
Spice
It teases your mind and opens doors to ideas not yet born. They sit dormant, waiting for the music to play. And upon the right tune their leaves will wave with the sound of a drunkard whistling in the wind. … Continue reading
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