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Inspired by Free Verse Revolution April Writing Prompt #3 – The Things Left Behind

Of all the things I left behind,
I miss the promises the most. You said…

… we’d have a future of unending kisses,
embraces, and stability.
You dangled sweetness
making it seem possible
there was nothing more to fear.

… I deserved all the loving gestures and smiles.
You had me bubbling with joy,
planning a future.
Committing to a lifetime
of being grounded.

… ours was the greatest connection.
You filled me with passion,
left me hungering for more,
always.
As if I could trust you.

… you would show me a love I’d
never had before.
I’d be safe.
I’d be calm
because it was real.

I was naive and young.
And I was wrong.
The ugliness which brought me here
finally revealed itself,
shattering those promises.

Now, I start over.

Pieces Of Time

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appreciate your moments
as they come and go

big, small
long, short
dreadful, wonderful
exciting, fearful
sad, happy
joyful, excruciating
embarrassing, bold
empowering, wrecked
lonely, connected
engaged, boring
lazy, determined

awake, asleep
agitated, peaceful
sane, reckless

cherish them all
when one day, they’ll just go

Shameful

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Vanessa Burnett

On 2 July 1942, most of the children of Lidice, a small village in what was then Czechoslovakia, were handed over to the Łódź Gestapo office. 81 of the children were transported to the extermination camp at Chełmno 70 kilometers away. There they were gassed to death. This remarkable sculpture of 82 children by Marie Uchytilová commemorates those children attacked from Lidice who died. 

 

disgusting barbarians
bred from power
they were evil tyrants

sacrificing the innocent
the vulnerable
for personal gain

they chose cruelty
and still slept well
while all the rest suffered

how inhumane they were
how so many still are
shameful

 

 

Volumes

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Feeling full
of stuff to do
things to read
thoughts to write
and falling behind

Pressured and agitated
need to step back
and organize
my normal life cycle
trying to prioritize

I hope my friends
will understand
it’s not you but me
Took on a big chunk
and catching up

Busy and isolated
stuck more in my head
than is necessary
for my health
and recognizing it

Seems I’m not the only one

Trapped

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Lucid Being – Ash D. Solomon

I
can see
the better
life shining clear,
can almost taste it.
But it’s just out of reach.
Down again, gave in again
to the temptations of my sins.
Every so often I regret it.
Shame, guilt, anger, sickness, hunger for death.
Self-medication, self-flagellation;
It’s all I seem to know anymore.
The bruises of the bottle stain
my life a shade of dingy
and gray in this bright world.
Can I escape it?
I would like to
just get out
of this
hell.

Best Days Ahead

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March Writing Prompt #4 – Free Verse Revolution

Life’s cruelty held me down
it dampened me
became hardened even
but there lays
determination within
It resides deep down
in the folds of my being
From this place of
darkness and
stoic bravado
I will emerge
I will rise
Watch me become