Rearview Mirror

Will it forever be this way? Me, driving down these same old roads at night, my white blue lights shinning in the darkness and in the rearview mirror your lights shining behind me? It is only by chance, I know, you are not interested in chasing me but I am becoming dependent on seeing you…

My Universe

There is that feeling again like I carry the emptiness of the world inside of me Spatial voids accumulating one by one inside my chest Darkness, silence, death… ____________________________________________ Look into my eyes, look into the abyss. So vast, and black, you will see nothing. The black will swallow you whole Become part of my…

The Overused Hour

It’s three am, the overused hour, the star of so many poetry pieces and sad songs, and yet here I lie writing about it once more. I am in my bed, my blankets hug me and the spring moon shines in through the window I do not cry, I am not suffering, just suspended in…

Those Eyes

Damn those eyes, that with such innocence looked upon me without knowing how instantly they had captured my heart in their stare. Condemn those irises and their ever flowing green waters lined with oh so rich silt nourishing the pupils that lay behind. I should have known my heart would be stolen and caged behind…

In The Sands

Once in time a blooming lady I was you were the soil that made me grow that fed me the true experiences of life that took my innocence like taking breath and opened my mind. You reached me as an ocean current, strong and swift I was enveloped in you power, your controlling arms, drowned…

Poem to Poverty

Our days are long, the sun burns our skin to cinnamon brown, the wind scallops our lips, our feet are masses of scarred flesh. We are marked forever, with the letter that defines us unequal by the circumstances that cause us to be hated by some and pitied by others. Ignorance soils our houses it…

I write the poetry I cannot live

I write the poetry I cannot live. I write about love but I don’t have any. I write about freedom but I am caged. I write about happiness; it has escaped me. With my pen atop pristine white pages the ink that is transferred as markings on the paper transforms into beauty, love and light,…

Arrogance

I believe to know exactly the type of person you are, Man of desirable beauty and strength. You are the great mountain by the sea, the grand waterfall by the forest. You stand tall on your own egotistic arrogance and false charm, leaving us to crawl at you feet begging like beasts for your attention….

Where The Gardenias Grow

When I was younger I dreamt of a special place. A place like no other, every night I dreamt it. It was a place full of happiness it was a place where I always found love. I remember closing my eyes and immediately feeling the coolness of the air and breathe and fill my lungs…

Empty

So this is what an empty heart feels like? Desolate and scared? I lay on my bed and the shadows of the night want to suffocate me, they grasp at my skin, scratch my eyes and press on my chest trying to make me stop breathing. I sob quietly in the darkness, my tears not…

The Taste of Your Love

I can never forget you my love, your taste still lingers on my memory. I can only remember you my love, I taste your love in everything that is me. Your love tastes like snow flakes being tossed around by the cold winter air landing softly on my waiting tongue their crystals quickly merging their…

No Cure For a Broken Heart

It is very sad to see a heart fall in love. It is like watching a toddler crawl closer to the edge of a cliff; every tiny step inching him closer to the dangerous zone, closer to being swallowed by the abyss and lost forever. It is sad but I fear it even more. The…