When he said he loved me,I took him in my arms,And anointed him in holy oil.When he said he'd save me,I whispered the secrets,Of my heart’s own riddles.When he said he'd be mine,I bloodied my own hands,And kissed him as reward.When he said he'd leave me,I burned it all down,And that, I won't regret.
Category: Poetry
A small desk fan dies
A small desk fan dies,In the stillness that follows,The summer heat laughs.
The winds of summer
The winds of summer,Laden with humidity,Steals away my breath.
Your Judging Eyes
Despite the summer heat,Shivers crawl up my spine,Submerged in the chill,Of your judging eyes.
The Feckless Lie
I continue to live this feckless lie, That time is the healer of all things, That "moving forward" is to mean, "You can leave the past behind," When truth says otherwise: After this journey, I'm back again, To the start, The end, Still.
Along this river
Along this river,The boundary of my land,And it seems, my life,This, no longer my country,A nation of strife and war.
Summer scorches roads
Summer scorches roads,So even seasoned merchants,Take the scenic routes.
Reaching for sunlight
Reaching for sunlight,Aching for morning’s embrace,So the flower blooms.
Tear-Soaked Trinity
The artist I abandoned,The paramour cut me loose,But we find one another,As surely as the sunset,Armed with new faces, of course,Sculpted of salt and bone, so,We pray to forget the pain.
Jukebox Remedies
A cold stiff drink is the best remedy for heartbreak, Something dark, alluring, a little cruel, Like love now lost to you, Now the classic jukebox remedy might soothe the fresh ache, Turning wounded rejection into artful cool, Or something just to cry to. Prompt: from the kind writers over at the pub, dVerse, “Juke” as … Continue reading Jukebox Remedies
Discarded Recollections 