Brother

In a peaceful valley Contradictory caustic chronicle Innumerable years of naught Vultures mark the spot Vengeful young hover Elders perch, peck, hunch Barren eyes follow Generation after generation They keep coming back Constant flow of marrow Crimson drops On rusted barbed wire Hopeless bones Lay naked in golden grass It’s a jail of sorts Hidden……

Update

I just wanted to take a moment to share why I have been absent from WordPress in the last few months and haven’t been able to keep up with reading all of your posts. My brother has terminal brain cancer. He recently moved back into our childhood home with our parents (who are also both……

Arsonist

Birthed into flames Neonatal neurosis Suckled on psychosis Face streaked black Chocking on ash Back against the wall Tucked into crumbling Child’s memory Tell me lies of Wind in my hair Swinging From a tree Once anchored Now singed As my heart Rotten roots Fight for life Never ends Home sweet home Gorged with grief……

Birds of a Feather, Don’t Always Know What the Hell They’re Doing!

He snuck in through the doggie door in the middle of the day. I didn’t hear him until he smacked, head first, into a window. Poor little thing must be cold, now he is warm, but trapped, and a bit dizzy. He is reluctant to accept any help. Wobbly from the window head bashing, he……

The Importance of Being

My definition Is broken Gasping For air Time Is calling Traces Of lifetimes Erasing Being Shadow, Where are you? I need you Now Darkness is Here I can’t see Who I Will become When I am One   (Image from Pinterest)

Under the Influence

Frigid fog Relentlessly rising From warm mother Loyal as a dog Turns to ice When it touches my skin Promises spliced Into lapsed life Secrets buried Flashback of Drugged days Bitter taste Anemic amnesiac Miss you Let’s get together soon Sweet solicitations Remember me Drown me Choking on vows Cotton in my mouth Rabid teeth……

Wish

Everything you will never understand I’ve wished for a thousand times A non-believer Praying to be filled with what I know not And emptied of the same Equilibrium Released from delirium The moon, the sun and the stars Have tired of my voice So I turn to the earth She births hope Cradles death Panacea……