I have lived So many lives And yet Not one of them Mine.
I gave it to you A gift I could only give But it was meaningless to you So you let it rot.
The clouds linger Low And the rain Mists, Which is very odd For early February In Australia. I've just finished My a nine-hour day, Collapsing into my Bed, Windows bathing me In an overcast glow. For some strange reason I think of you. I think of you, For the first time In three years. … Continue reading You.
He came to me Again last night, Never in flesh Always in my Sleep. He pinned me Down, Helpless my heart Lept. Hands, Too many of them, Grabbed at my body. No matter How much I Struggled, He continued to Go about his Work.
I stand at the door; Hand outstretched, Knuckles white and Arms trembling. I know I have to knock, But I'm afraid of what I will find on The other side. I was kind, right? Compassionate to all? I gave to the needy and lonesome! I tried hard to play by The rules? But I also lied … Continue reading Father, take me home
I was stupid To think That you wouldn't Lie to me. I thought That I was the Exception, That I meant Something to you. That I had truly Captured your Heart, and Tamed your wild Soul. Maybe I was Naive to think That I was something Special Or maybe Deep down I Knew, that you'd … Continue reading I love you.
To my small following, I will be taking a short break from my "Word-a-day" challenge, as I would like to focus on some larger works and prepare for my new job starting in February. I have enjoyed this challenge, how it has shaped my writing style and encouraged me to be flexible, and hope to … Continue reading Taking a short break…
“Large in number or quantity” Maria wore a Voluminous dress Of powder sugar White, with Layers of Tule ruffles And ribbons Galore. 'Go big Or go home.' Was her motto, She lived by it For sure.
“A long, deep sigh” "Well, you know what?" Susie rose from the bed, a suspiration parting her lips, as she began to put her clothes back on, "Let's go with twenty for the dance, and call it quits, yeah?" "Thanks, I guess!" He mumbled dejectedly as he buckled his pants, "I swear that's never happened to … Continue reading Suspiration – Noun
“Slang – something not worth considering” "Balderdash, hogwash, gibberish, horsefeathers, claptrap, complete and utter nonsense," Ronald slurred over his larger to Jamerson, "There is no way in Gods-great-country that Usain Bolt can run faster than a bloomin' Cheetah!"