Category: Poetry
Unheard Warnings, a poem
Unheard Warnings Speaking loud into the ether, hoping that someone will hear. Shouting silent words of wisdom, unwrapped from my mortal fear. Know the history, heed its warning. Find it waiting for you there. In the winter, I will slumber; liken me to bear and squirrel. In the autumn, find me wishing always to be have been a girl. In the springtime, in the summer, … Continue reading Unheard Warnings, a poem
Journey, a poem
Journey Life is just a journey. Not a destination. Places we’re going aren’t the places we’ve lived. Life is just a journey. Just an apparition. Another dream that we have something left to give. Life is just a journey. Just a hesitation. So no need to worry about things left undone. Life is just a journey. Be it fun or lonely. And no one can … Continue reading Journey, a poem
Funny, a poem that is not
Funny Funny how the world keeps turning even when your heart stops finding meaning in its beat. And when the wronged is lying but seems so honest and the good guy is blamed. Funny how the gender or race or wealth of a human is lifted up as the trigger for pain. And when the lies are regretted but it starts a war and someone’s … Continue reading Funny, a poem that is not
Someday, a poem of hope and tears
Someday When I wake, this I say, “Let me live my life today.” When I lay down, this I cry, “Let me live before I die.” Now I wake to the sun’s rays. I’d like to spend the hours at play. But money urges me to my desk. I won’t be getting any play or rest. Someday I’ll leave this job behind. I’ll find a … Continue reading Someday, a poem of hope and tears
Sunrays Like Rivers, a poetic wish
There is a wood with no beginning. Glad am I, to see it spread above me now, canopy thinning. I wish that I may find the end. I could rise like birds from ashes, or carried by twisting winds. I would melt into the ether, finally living out my end. If desire and desperation could reality impart, I would ride sunrays like rivers, freedom lightening … Continue reading Sunrays Like Rivers, a poetic wish
Loneliness Epidemic, a poem and meditation
The neglected old, the imprisoned innocent, the once-loved, and the never-loved. People are forgotten every day. Loneliness Epidemic In the cages, silent sit, The doomed and ancient, Credence stripped. The tireless dead echo their pain, Commiserating In dismay. From without, I see within, But cannot lift a Hand to win Back the lives they’ll unjustly lose, Unloved, abandoned, and abused. I meant for this post … Continue reading Loneliness Epidemic, a poem and meditation
Jenny and Margie, a busted up tale
A Tale of Jenny and Margie Let me tell you about Jenny, just a little tale I heard. How the best of intentions don’t make a difference in the world when you’re half drunk and half dead and up since last Thursday. I can’t tell you how she got there – it’s illegal, but don’t worry. She made a decision to change things, so never … Continue reading Jenny and Margie, a busted up tale
Earned, a poem of truth
Reciprocity is a blade-handled knife. Unexpected, undenied. We each grab at pain and thrust at our equal, Knowing we too deserve what we give. When I rise, dreams wasted hence, I hope to earn what I have spent. You take it all and weep with the angels. Bleeding, I wonder which one of us fell. And when I land beyond the veil, I can but … Continue reading Earned, a poem of truth
Still, Alone, a poem of the dead
Friendly neighbor, Lush lips loose. Secrets of lovers, Threats of truth. Press me facedown, Nearly dead. Withhold my life with Garrote thread. Give me freedom From our woes. Leave me chilling, Still, alone. Continue reading Still, Alone, a poem of the dead
The Bulbous Beast of Castle Boudoir
The Bulbous Beast of Castle Boudoir, Blamed me for the curse upon its head. Never will I forget the terror and Wreckage left ‘neath its pounding tread. I fled into the mountain’s mystery, Curtained beneath the broken stone. But it found me shaking in shadow, Revealed by the serpent’s clone. Howled, did I, and screeched, did it, As it trapped me beneath its towering form. … Continue reading The Bulbous Beast of Castle Boudoir
Blind, a poem of obsession
Find me in the sandstorm, my love, Eyes scratched out and blind. I am waiting here for you To come to your senses in time. We were meant to be together, Even my psychic agrees. My beautiful lover, I know, You will come someday to me. Remember the time we spoke Of dreams we each held fast? And you told me that you hated How … Continue reading Blind, a poem of obsession
In Color, a poem of the atypical
She doesn’t know what she wants to be named, only that the tea-stained name she’s heard over decades of being talked at doesn’t fit. She’s a survivor but her feelings get purple sometimes. She sees in color what others only hear. Words are rainbow realities. And she’s confused for a moment when In a casual conversation They say “now you understand” Because she understood before. … Continue reading In Color, a poem of the atypical
Lucidity Lamb 