Sometimes, winter is more than just a time of year. Sometimes, it is a desolation that grows out of hurt and harm.
Here’s a poem that says it better than prose can…
Category: Poetry
Hurt & Heart – a poem
Memories – good and bad – serve a purpose. They remind us of times when things were beautiful and we had hope, and they warn us of what could go wrong despite the best intentions in the world.
Here’s a poem about that…
Of Enemies & Friends – a poem
Every so often I find myself sabotaging my hopes and dreams.
Too ambitious, too new, too unusual, too extravagant, I’ll say, and I’ll close my mind to what could be.
Here’s poem about that…
Continuing the saga of body parts and #Haiku
Sounds sinister, doesn’t it?
Well, I hope you find the following Haikus anything but ominous…
Little Love Stories in verse courtesy Twitter prompts #VSS365
These love stories are thanks to the #VSS365 daily word prompt given by uber creative hosts over the last few days on Twitter…
Murder on the blog today
Just felt like changing up the poetry mood on this blog a bit and what better way to do it than to kill off a few characters. It’s good practice for the murder mystery I [may] write someday…
Little clouds and big storms – a poem
Now that the monsoon season is over for this year, here’s a final poem about storm clouds and the fearsome beauty of a thunderstorm…
If Silence could Speak – a poem
The silence
speaks to me
of things long gone
of times past recalling
Making time for joy
Always so busy, rushing from one thing to another,
when will we ever find the time to just be?
Where is the real me? – a poem
Who am I, really, when no one is looking?
Who am I when I am alone?
Am I one thing or am I many – so many that even I don’t know the pieces of the puzzle that comprise me?