Spewing

Redux

I
scream your
name with rage.
Mordacious words
escape my mouth. The high-decibel sound
waves of my hostile screams slam into the
walls. I’m seething,
breathing hard,
wrathful.
Hot!

Inviting

Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see #138

the
water
calls to me
beckoning me
a boat welcomes my presence aboard
a red smile evident on the surface
tempting me more
to visit
island
seen

The Process of Life

Redux
Originally posted 4/27/2018 on I Write Her.

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Pain
is my
muse. Struggles
are my lessons.
Sentience is my total existence.

Creating Beauty

Redux

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You’re
my muse,
Universe.
Awe-inspiring!
Hoping to create some noetic poems.

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Fantasy

Redux

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He
talks to
me like I’m
more important
than the next thing he’s doing. I’m in love.

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Self-Care

Redux

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I
cannot
have you suck
the life from me.
My own deep wounds need some attention now.

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The Weakest Links

I
kinda
loathe abject
stupidity.
The kind where foolish doesn’t know it’s foolish.
Mainly when they double down on the dumb.
A blemish on
the gene pool
weakens
Life.

Blank

I
fear the
words have left.
Vacationing?
Please come back to me again tomorrow.

Heart In A Kiln

no
need or
want for gifts
but please do light
my essence on fire with your state of mind
breathe life into me again with your love
honoring our
two broken
souls and
hearts

Falling Down

A
tumble
from my grace.
It brought about
our demise. You’re not coming back from that.