Fremescent (For Julie)
Silence isn’t my friend – although you’d never know it. Outwardly, I can be quiet. What does it matter what you’ve said, when there’s so much screaming going on in my own head?… Continue reading
Silence isn’t my friend – although you’d never know it. Outwardly, I can be quiet. What does it matter what you’ve said, when there’s so much screaming going on in my own head?… Continue reading
I’ll be your mermaid – swimming into the deepest depths of your blue sea. Your current pulls me. Like tentacles of a squid, you enwrap and grip. Excitement tingles – sharp stings from… Continue reading
When I close my eyes, my mind blossoms. Dreams I dare not pen take hold of my hand, and lead me into enlightened lands. ∼∼∼∼∼∼∼∼∼∼ My poem was inspired by Poe’s brilliant words:… Continue reading
Memories of you and me in this room. Did the walls bear witness to every whisper, every moan? Secrets in hearts forever entombed in pulsating chambers. Our lies inscribed on scarred walls of… Continue reading
I smile as they starve. Their bones protruding from skin. I’m hungry, they scream. I watch them grow small. Not one crumb from me again. They hunger for pain. I’ve dug them a… Continue reading
I’ll drink from a chimerical lake, let fantasies swirl inside, surge joy into a stagnant heart once cloaked in melancholy skies. I’ll feel the rush of the wind stretch sails taut and tight.… Continue reading
A Love Bug bit me! Its toxin flows in my veins – Making me dizzy. Insane in the brain. Body is fevered and blushed – Skin drenched and teeth clenched. Longing to be… Continue reading
Emotions tethered. All my life, I’ve walked the Earth. My pace was measured. What is this that beats when for so long all was still? My chilled heart now leaps. Shadows have… Continue reading
He never really left. His clothes and belongings were gone. Yet, every time I made tea or pet the cat, he sat there. Every time I bathed, his hands were soaping me. Having… Continue reading
I’ll be your love monster. Ferocious in my hugs for you. Little nibbling bites here and there – on your earlobes, too. I’ll roar on mountaintops. I’ll roar on seashores. I’ll roar from… Continue reading