She didn’t expect it;she pretended that it didn’t matter.But it did.She wanted what everyone else seemed to have,but she doubted that would happen. Not to her. She wasn’t pretty enough,didn’t…
Sometimes it feels like there’s a monster overhead,and not a polite onelike ones on Sesame Street.That wouldn’t be a bad thing.This one’s a giantwith pounding footsteps that stompuntil I can’t…
Whoever is watching over me,I want to thank you so much.Especially these days.Lately it feels like I’m always reaching out,looking for some wisdomto carry me through. Some people pray and…
Sometimes keeping up with the Poem-A-Day challenge is really hard. Things get in the way and inspiration is hard to come by. So if you agree with the side of…
Beigepaleordinaryblending inunnoticedunseenunheardIt wasn’t what she wanted to beBut you can’t always get what you wantRedvibrantstanding outnoticedseenheardShe wanted to be all those thingsShe believed deep down she wasIf only the rest…
While there are many poems written with rhyming patterns, free verse is usually my preferred style of poetry. That’s not to say I haven’t tried my hand at sonnets and…
The best adviceis not to give advice.Nobody really wants it,even if they ask you for it,and they really, really don’t want it unsolicited.Nobody really listens to it.Good or bad, adviceusually…
What I wantis a peaceful lifeWhat I haveis chaosA never-ending bang beating down the doorI need to escape the bedlamI need morepromise of joyFewer tears threateningto steal every hope ~Elise…
When we close our eyesto sleep, perchance to dream,a fantasy world overtakes our consciousnessand reality slips away.We end each day with a kiss and the mantra to dream good dreamsand…
The last vestiges of green still linger,as red, yellow, orange, and umber claim the treesin their constant march toward year’s end.The cacophony of color is a symphonyswirling with the wind’s…
We plan our futuredreaming of good things to come.The universe laughs.We’re still hoping for the bestbut we must live for today.Futures past taught usreality can fall shortof what hope dreamed,…
