Feeling the new I sit Wondering what to call this Grounding my feet to Earth My sighs float up To blue sky Mingling with morning birdsong Advertisements
I feel myself growing very still very quiet as the sky before a great storm
I set my head to spinning convince myself it’s ok find a place to focus and you’ll keep from being dizzy feel all the feelings feel all feelings ride the ride invest in me invest in happiness let the spinning set me to smiling swallow it up these are the tough days the rough days […]
with a thought she moves a strand of hair to move you she becomes a goddess biting her lip you think you want her but you don’t you really don’t she is Promethea to another man’s paint set she stands tall under his stars her home is there under his wild sky black and purple midnight […]
She moves in her mind. To move you she becomes a goddess. Teeth on lip makes you think you want her. You don’t. She is Promethea to another man’s brush. Standing tall under his stars, her home is there. Under a wild sky of black, purple, and midnight blue, colors swirl in her mind, the […]
The sun is going down. The clouds beneath me are a soft blue blanket hugging the earth. The sky behind me has opened up. With creamsicle colors lining the opening- a large healing wound City lights are just beginning to flicker beneath the clouds. I am missing him, badly.
I remember bleeding once, the burning– burning of skin under siege blood pulled by words while sleeping. Chemicals eat your lungs, stay in your spinal chord for the rest of your breaths– the Earth turns and eats your insides, green and blue. slowly melting into the grass and sky. Hell is alone, burning alone– eternity […]