Published in Scuzzbucket·Jan 13Member-onlyToxic ChemistryFree Verse — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min readPhoto by Vika Strawberrika on UnsplashToxic ChemistryFree Verse----7
Published in The Howling Owl·Jan 4Member-onlyBurn, ForeverProse Poetry — She dawns with a teenager’s naïve orange blush. The saffron tint growing brighter as the sun’s bold gaze impudently undresses the sky into naked blue. There’s a band along the horizon. Like a painter has stippled the colors, blending them in artlessly, unsure of which side to give preference to. …Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published in Literary Impulse·Jan 4Member-onlyA Memory’s Undying HungerFree Verse Poetry — There’s that familiar ache behind my eyes again There’s that familiar late evening sigh again Yes, I have been this weary before Yes, I have inhabited this space before Sifting the memory banks for that tune, my dear The familiar tune strikes up long dead memories, the song nostalgic of…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published in Scuzzbucket·Dec 27, 2022Member-onlyMeaningless OceanFree Meaningless Verse — There is a word for this emotion, I know there is — It’s lost somewhere in the recesses of my mind The tears streak everywhere, confounding my eyes, confusing my brain This emotion — that word — it spills all over my biscuit-colored couch, it floods all my living room …Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published in Scrittura·Nov 29, 2022Member-onlyRemembering YouSaturday Poetry Prompt: take it from me — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min readImage by fluf from PixabayRemembering YouSaturday Poetry Prompt: take it from me----8
Published in The Howling Owl·Nov 23, 2022Member-onlyMurky Green BottlesA Prose Poem in Three Snapshots — All I can remember now are the bottles. Green bottles, that should have been murky, but were surprisingly clear. Even through the murky years, vaporizing tears, and dusty memories. Memories of the bottles emerged in three distinct snapshots, like little picture postcards searing the meaning of those points in time…Love3 min readLove3 min read
Published in Scrittura·Nov 16, 2022Member-onlyI Am Not Alone: Prose PoemWednesday Prose Poem Prompt: the fear of the child — I must awake before sunrise — some part of the brain on hyperalert, even through the tendrils of sweet sleep — I must wake before anyone else — then I can finally feel the relief — the relief of not being alone in bed — Is it just the malaise…Prompt2 min readPrompt2 min read
Published in Scuzzbucket·Nov 10, 2022Member-onlyAnd So I RunNightmare in Free Verse — Through the years that we’ve now been apart, Through the tens of thousands of miles I’ve put between us, You continue to pursue me Now through my dreams, where I am most vulnerable Where the sturdy arms of rationality and logic will not hold me up And I drown again…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published in Scrittura·Nov 6, 2022Member-onlySacrifice of the KnightCinematic Moments: September’s Prose Poem Prompt — I was confused by my rush of emotions that day, I could barely untangle them. Like my fingers splayed out in front of my face, shielding me from the sheer impact of what I watched on screen. …Prose Poem3 min readProse Poem3 min read
Published in Paper Poetry·Sep 29, 2022Member-onlyZenithAn Abecedarian Poem — Alight on me Butterflies in my dreams Come, weave through my fingers Dreams arrive in waves Entwined with rays of light Forever suspended in semi disbelief Gilded edges of my vision attuned Haunting sometimes, haunted sometimes In alignment with the supremely divine Just when I thought all else was lost …Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
