Silence of Survival

Silence saved me cloaked in quiet amid volatile hostility unpredictable as a breeze volcanic in volume tectonic times   Silence saved me grateful to a little girl smart enough to know and grow into a warrior woman with voice suffice to bring beasts to knees   (Image from Pinterest)

Flat Line

Your hatred had a heart beat Separated from your soul A lifetime ago Why eternally unknown Pervasive pulse Rampant rhythm Powered by purity Found in voiceless vulnerability Negatives burned in my retina Anchored acrimony Breaching bloodstream Contaminating Parasite Tainted tick Last kiss Last trick Vampire bliss Accrued courage Hell-bent Stained survivor Walk under a ladder …

Quote of the Day

From Rantings of a Beautiful Mind

A Few Steps From the Highway

Keep a safe distance You didn’t even insist I dove in backward Shocked and shattered Swallowed a hand grenade Catatonic on the concrete Frozen lemonade Melting ice Smells like candy Modus operandi Skin burning from the heat A few steps from the highway Oblivious to slow decay Sirens saturate sound Deadened by ringing in my …

Taking it Back

I will no longer let my power be taken by self-absorbed and uncompassionate people. I matter too much.  

Away Then

Then Then, the day to day All I could do was go Away Fear clouded memory Duck and cover Mind fucked like A ravenous lover Leaving me helpless Weak On the floor A sobbing heap My truth Should be a lie Just let me be free The shape of fear The shape of me Hollowed …

Where Did You Go – Spoken

The wonderful Christine Ray of Brave and Reckless was kind enough to record my poem. Thank you Christine, it's beautiful! https://soundcloud.com/christine-ray-464639061/where-did-you-go

Where Did You Go?

For me,  Christine and Dom Where did you go? Little one With your smile as big as the sun When did running Change from game to survival When did hide and seek Become staying hidden You were always first in line Brave and limitless Shouting from the top of the pines Who hurt you? Little …

Find Me

(A re-post because this feels right today) There is no quiet in the wicked night Where shadows are birthed Writhing through sleep shrouded eyes Rousing her into aphotic collection Impelled toward dark thorn forest Seizing her decrepit parody Limbs whip her pallid face A splatter of red Highlights her gaunt essence Believing hue can conceive …

Belief

So long ago Details are blurred Most of the evening has been lost Flirted and drunk into dark recesses But for the piece of gold Placed gently in my hands “I want to go where ever you go” I thought you meant for one night But your mind was on forever Despite my heart of …