Dare to Dream. Live to Write.
This short poem is inspired by fall. Fall is full of new beginnings, full of freshness. As all of us head back to school, it really is an amazing opportunity to change and work on ourselves. Just like the seasons, people can change to - for the better. I need this. I want this.... Continue Reading →
Weeks were slow, months were fast. Moments were quick, but memories won’t last. Time goes on, I grow older. Finding myself, becoming colder. Every thought is a key to my future, every step closer to who I am. I walk down the street, eyes follow and taunt. My style is different, temperament liberal. Anomaly is... Continue Reading →
It consumes me. It’s all I think about. I want to lash out. I want to hit you. My heart aches. It pounds quickly. It feels like my heart is trying to escape my chest. I cry. The tears burn my eyes. I’m so angry. This isn’t rational, I know. But I can’t stop. I... Continue Reading →
I wrote this poem to comment on emptiness and the dependence women put on men to feel worthy, happy and whole. Hell, I often feel like I need a man to be complete - but I don't. Only I have the power to feel whole and complete, and for me, I find that in my... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I wonder, What my life would be like, Had I never met you. If I never knew the Taste of your lips, The heat of your body. Do I wish it never happened? “No never, I must have loved you.” Despite your disregard for my values, I stayed around, always for you. That one... Continue Reading →
What have I done? What am I doing? I’ve ruined relationships, hurt people. I’ve lied, stolen and cheated. I have walked away from my faith, allowing the world to change me and influence every part of me. I have been mean, so mean. So unkind it’s grotesque. I’ve fallen in love with the wrong... Continue Reading →
The sun is shining but I’m left in the dark. A fog blurs my mind like a haunting ghost. It’s warm outside, But my body is still cold. What is wrong with me? Should I drink some tea? Can I ignore the tension in my brain? Oh you’re fine, my mind reassures me. Maybe it’s... Continue Reading →
Everything I do Is because I love you. I love the way you smile, The way your eyes light up When you talk about things you adore. I love the way you snore in your sleep, The way you twitch and bump into me as you doze off. I love the ways in which... Continue Reading →
His lips soft against mine. Then more pressing. Hands sliding down my body, gently, slowly. Touching every inch of me. They please me. They make me cry out. But then it hurts. Then, I touch him. I glide my tongue along him. I tease him with my plump lips. Please him with my body. Ever... Continue Reading →
The World- A sea of black and blue. Dark, like my mind. Isolated, like my heart. The World is quiet, Lonely, frightening. It’s a prison. My thoughts the bars, Holding me back. Back from what? From color? I walk the streets along, The ground beneath my weak legs Is unstable. I’m lost in a dark... Continue Reading →
The Blonde Quill 