Feb 08
poem challenge: Abecedarian

ABC...

Absolutely alone,
Because of you,
Can you ever shed some light?
Don't you care?
Ever consider my fear of the darkness?
Forget it,
Go away.
Have you no feelings?
I'm all by myself in this abyss,
Just as you wanted...
Know that I love you,
Love?
Must you hate me?
No,
Of course you must,
People like you always hate those like me,
Questions...
Right?
Sure,
That makes sense,
Up to you to decide my worth,
Very crude,
Why?
X-Factor,
Your skill to keep me inside the
Zoo you hold me in...

 
Jan 28

Something Unexpected


If I knew then what I know now,
Would I have done it?
Would I have leaped into the abyss of black inky darkness,
Like a never-ending chapter of the Twilight Zone,
Strange things happened down there.
I was moving so fast,
It was like that scene from Willy Wonka,
When they're on the boat and the awful images fill their heads and light up the sky,
It kept going and going,
The farther down I went the more grotesque it became,
Like spiders and monsters and bats,
Swarming down, 
Down,
Down,
Spiraling around me like I was caught in some awful replay of the same thrasher film,
Then with a sudden jolt,
All the lights and feral images stopped,
I looked around, 
And before me the images linked together like the lost pieces of a puzzle,
To become a picture of me,
But,
Not really me,
I was older and there was something else...
Something unexpected,
Something... Off
Jan 28
poem challenge: Lifeline

Ligna Metallica


When I was little,
I always thought trees were abundant,
Never-ending,
Going on forever,
That's how it always seemed,
I would get strapped up in the car and all I could see were flashes of green in the spring,
Orange in the fall.

I understand now,
That I'm older,
Smarter,
Able,
That trees don't go on eternally and never have,
I can look at the Green Mountains,
And see the emerald waves reflecting the shadows of the clouds,
And I can still see the verdant staining my eyes,
Now from the front seat,
Instead of the back,
I can still see the maple trees in my front yard,
The ones I'm growing to be taller than,
That were mere saplings when we moved in.

But now,
The orange leaves remind me of fire,
Raging and burning the trees,
And the mirror of blue sky,
Reminds me of the rising of seas,
And lack of freshwater. 
Jan 10
poem challenge: Haiku

Flames

Jan 09
poem challenge: Hardship

Privation

I have never known the warm hugs,
The boy talks,
The late-night snuggles,
The braiding of hair.

I have never known the embarrassing but all-knowing looks,
I have never known the sweet-bubbly laugh,
Never had that day at the mall.

My mother decided she loved my sister more,
My step-mom decided she loved alcohol more,
My new step-mom decided she loves her real daughter more.

I have never known the sweet scent of lilacs from the embraces,
Never known the mom who did your makeup,
Or baked with you,
Never had the matching shirts,
Or sharing of shoes.

No,
My moms aren't my moms,
They have better things to love.

For one,
I'm the other kid,
The one who was too hard to take care of,
The one she sent to live 17 hours away,
The one who she hasn't seen in four years,
The one who she forgets the birthday of.

For two,
Jan 06
poem challenge: Jan. 6

One year ago ...

One year ago,
January 6,
An unspeakable thing occurred.
Our fellow Americans tried to defeat democracy
By marching on the place of our government,
The Capitol,
And with the flames and guns and Confederate flags,
They stormed in and tried to destroy democracy,
Tried,
And failed,
Because in the words of my best,
Amanda Gorman,
"... while democracy can be periodically delayed, it can never be permanently defeated."
And so while trying to dethrone our fundamental right as Americans,
They instead shone a light upon their 'fearless' orange leader,
And that light shone through the lies and tweets,
And brought forth the racist, fascist tyrant he is,
And while I understand some may disagree,
You must also understand that I sat at home watching the news, 
Crying because I thought they were going to destroy everything.
I thought I was watching my country be torn down,
Piece by piece,
Jan 01

Moonrise

As the sky began to fade,
Into its dark dreamy depths,
We sat with the fireflies,
In the long green grasses,
Together,
You and me,
We watched the sun fall,
The clouds fade to dark plumes,
And the stars twinkle into sight,
While they set their gaze upon us,
We looked to the moon,
Braving the descent up into the night,
Reflecting the hidden light of her lost love,
And lighting up the darkness,
We sat,
You and me,
With the stars and the fireflies,
Lit up with the showering stare,
Of the ascending moon. 
Dec 15

Sun Cycle 3

Dec 15

Sun Cycle 2

Dec 15

Sun Cycle 1

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