29 Jul

27 Seconds

It’s been days since we last spoke Your silence echoes in my head, Banging on to the drums of my ears, it’s the loudest thing I hear. I know it hasn’t been easy, fighting for a union that birthed a seed that only germinates with effort, a plant that can’t be watered by tears...
11 Jul

Conflict and Resolution

I’m walking on eggshells wherever I go Tip-toe So as not to disturb But I am disturbed I’m in your way Silence is clawing it’s way at my nerves Knawing my conscious Slicing then sticky Though carpet may burn Soil overturned Toes stubbed on cold tiles turn the screams inside Forcing back tears I...
01 Jul

The Poet

He often spoke Seeming to catch himself in the middle of a sentence. Going on for short, disjointed paragraphs at a time. Filling the air with bittersweet memories of his childhood, Women he had loved and  women that had loved him. The triumphs of his life and the traumas he had endured.   He...