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

Lucidity LambApril 13, 2022February 6, 2026Leave a comment

fun, opinion, poem, Poetry

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

Lucidity LambApril 11, 2022Leave a comment

meditation, poem, Poetry

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

Lucidity LambApril 8, 2022Leave a comment

poem, Poetry

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

Lucidity LambApril 2, 2022Leave a comment

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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

Lucidity LambMarch 26, 2022March 13, 2022Leave a comment

fun, poem

Move

I love to move, with the air floating ‘round me like time. I love to dance, in the water, in the raspberry sky. I love to fly, in the motion of a storm’s tidal peaks. I love to live, in the dreams where I’m more than I think. Continue reading Move

Lucidity LambMarch 25, 2022Leave a comment

poem

Boredom, Trapped, a relatable poem

I wrote this one a couple years ago. Anyone relate? Boredom, Trapped Watching crime and Listening to stories, NCIS and Autobiographies, Self-help podcasts And anime toons, Wish there was something More fun to do. Been safe inside for nigh on a year. My god, I’ve got to Get out of here. Continue reading Boredom, Trapped, a relatable poem

Lucidity LambMarch 22, 2022March 13, 2022Leave a comment

Divergent, poem, Poetry

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

Lucidity LambMarch 19, 2022July 26, 2022Leave a comment

Divergent, poem, Poetry

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 LambMarch 17, 2022March 15, 20222 Comments

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Perfectly Imperfect

Perfection is only true of the imperfect. This is a concept that has been rattling around in my head since I was young. Let’s talk it out. Humans like to fight. They like to complain. They like to overcome. You may have heard of Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs. The model stipulates that people need certain things before they can even worry about other things. For … Continue reading Perfectly Imperfect

Lucidity LambMarch 15, 2022March 13, 2022Leave a comment