Depression & Faith

Some days, I feel more alive than others. Some days, I feel like the walking dead. Today, right now, life rushes through limbs to my brain, and I'm writing a poem of pain that's, for now, gone away. It's a sickness, depression, and sometimes I forget that I suffer affliction beyond my consent. I have no part in it.... Continue Reading →

One Day

I am a beautiful prickly cactus rose of the desert in my hair fruit of the desert from my limbs withstand the weather by my frame drink rain water in my veins beneath thick skin soft within smooth? yeah without these spines await that time one day ain't now, for now bears hot sun hot... Continue Reading →

I sing

I sing I sing each time I speak the melodies of words tumble rumble, bubble up and mumble as rivers from the quivers of my soul give birth to streams to streams into the forests of your dreams your dreams' threshold at your ears your ears, the words you hear bespell as babbling brook over... Continue Reading →

Black Siren

From the sea he sees me on my rock ...perched, he thinks, like a delicate song bird chittering, lovely, on the most outstretched branch of a tree, riding out a lively wind with grace, simply, and yet wondrously. No, dear mariner, This siren who catches your eye today, who captivates your mind from one thousand... Continue Reading →

in love with love (getting with it)

She's a romantic She's a [day] dreamer Looks every eligible guy in the eye and becomes a believer That he sees her and might be the keeper To keep her, in the next chapter she's ever promised is the "happy end"-- or at least "a valuable life experience to have under one's belt". She talks the talk of... Continue Reading →

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