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As I rub the smokey colors from my eyes,
Watch the minutes, so mellifluous.
Shards of penitence glint in the rain,
The petrichor almost masking the sting of sibilance in your string of words.
Too small, too small to remember the incendiary strife.
Too old to abandon the blaze.
White mist morning contrasting with the fiery…read more

Forge your will in steal,
Outmaneuver your enemies, who feel,
Replete in knowing they’re the heel.
Give them your support when they fall,
Inspire them to be better than before.
View their progress and motivate before you bore,
Inverting foe to friend, like before.
Never lose hope for betterment
Even when all is stacked against you,
Simmer the…read more

Dear Unsealers,

I wrote this poem as an Irish blessing for St. Patrick’s Day. But I didn’t get the chance to post it here.

The poem is as follows:

A blessing from my three leaf clover

May the sunshine shine upon you
The warmth of the light comforting

For rainbows to appear in the sky
As their colors bring joy & hope
The gray skies…read more

I want to be…

The sun in someones sky
The air that fills lungs and makes them alive
The blood that fills veins
The thoughts that invade at every moment
The sweet fragrance of a flower
The tasty meal after hunger

I want to be…

The Moon in someones night
The apple of ones eye
The caress on someones face
The soft kiss on ones neck
The hand…read more

Pain from the valves. It’s like pain we must allow. That corrals the mild. It’s like your inner child being lost in crowd. That’s loud. Boisterous like an oyster—Crushed. It’s something we all experience in the most serious of situations. Ones that lead to lituations and often litigations that are wrought with hatred. It’s almost as if someone nev…read more

Dear, Unsealers;
I wrote this poem after seeing the full moon on Monday evening. In my backyard, the words came out.

The poem is as follows:

Under the full moon

Zoomed in at full light
A luminous sight tonight

The transition happening before my eyes
Between day and night
Clouds above, with patches of clear sky
With the colors of the…read more

They view you like a waste of space. Yet you didn’t ask for sentience. You asked for cents to spend. Only the necessities, yet the contempt from being exempt often gets you sleep. With a mug in your midst you struggle to prove you’re a benefit. Life keeps lifing and the math is mathing to the point you become an integer. You force a smile when you…read more

Some of my gifts are god given. This rod, splinters like plank walks after dank talks bout the pale men who just ain’t gods. As bosoms burst with intent to quell a thrist, I became parched. I just need a happy meal to hold back my urges for perversion. So much I’m examining the cavern queens to the point my vertebrae became arched. At these hei…read more

Circumstances have often hurt our changes. Scrutiny about how high our bands is often distance the persistence shown to become official. Self-doubt clouded the allowance of profoundness. It’s astounding the mountains that I’ve had to strived to climb just to be found him. My heart cringes at the thought of not being worthy of a Jersey on your tea…read more

Fragile paper hearts
Easy to tear,
but cuts
Like a bear.

Its unique shape
Lends to despair,
When it broke
By your hand and air.

Its unique shape
Rises into fullness,
Then dips in face
Of falsehood that pierce.

Look into its shape
That seems divided
Into yay and nay, a cape
Of vascillation that cried.

Its tear wails
Till eye sight is…read more

amongst the critics and someone in my life who has tried to knock me down more than once. Negative people can’t steal my thunder! Please be aware this poem is not to bash anyone, but to put into perspective how unkind words can really affect someone so I write this knowing I have someone in mind but am not trying to stoop to their level. Just m…read more