Monthly Archives: January 2015
Birds
Posted on January 28, 2015 2 Comments
An old tree waits alone on the hilltop white leaves rustling but no wind blows and in one swift motion the tree rises up as a hundred doves open their wings soaring up into the air ready for a new destination
Forward
Posted on January 26, 2015 Leave a Comment
I’ll run the miles with my eyes closed arms braced for the fall as my legs keep moving one step at a time
Poem #13
Posted on January 15, 2015 Leave a Comment
A phone rings unanswered as a shadow lurks around the corner listening
Poem #39
Posted on January 14, 2015 Leave a Comment
Whistles echo through the night As the shadows dance in time to the rhythm
Poem #27
Posted on January 10, 2015 Leave a Comment
the calming click of keys against the keyboard echoing in the silence of the office
Mel’s Awkward Moments: The Early Days
Posted on January 8, 2015 Leave a Comment
“Mel, what are you wearing?” Christie, the most popularest girl at school, asked. “A purple tutu.” Mel spun around, pulling the tool out around her. “So why do you have on a pirate hat and an eyepatch?” “Because I’m a ballerina pirate.” “There’s no such thing as a ballerina pirate,” Christie mocked. “And your yellow […]
Poem #10
Posted on January 7, 2015 Leave a Comment
snapshots rush before your eyes blink and they’re gone blink and the world has moved on ever revolving ever spinning around a mass of light blink and the light’s gone out blink again and you’re alone in the center of the abyss blink and the darkness consumes
Poem #25
Posted on January 6, 2015 Leave a Comment
and a series of unconnected poems flow together the only thing they have in common is their creator
EYES
Posted on January 6, 2015 Leave a Comment
those eyes that watch follow you around the room unblinking those hollow eyes looking right through me glassy, hazy, empty when I close my eyes those eyes are the ones I see those eyes, oh, those beautiful eyes will haunt me
Poem #5
Posted on January 5, 2015 Leave a Comment
the drumming slowly taps out a melody in her heart
writing living breathing 