I cannot promise roses will eternally bloom or that the light will ever eclipse the gloom. I may make mistakes more often than not and cannot comprehend how much I forgot. I cannot promise you a happy every after. We will share sorrow to balance the laughter. The road will be rocky upon our life’s … More The Suffer Ring
The day dull done, the sorry sky turns grey. The crowded commuters have nothing to say. The train track traversing, a clickity-clack. My course set straight, seems no turning back. My station arrives and as I rise then to leave, I see her awaiting and I struggle to breathe. Her beauty bedazzles, I dream what … More Don’t Pass Her By
She sleeps in the darkness, pale skin draped in red. He cries, lies beside her, a spectre shares her bed. Walls they may fall around her, seas share his roar, still she’d sleep silent, stranded on slumber’s shore. He holds her hand, feels flaccid fingers frail within. Does she know he’s here, take warmth from … More The Sleeping Curse
Unable to speak plain, so here’s a clue. The tea she serves me is a bitter brew. Strained & mixed with such salty tears yet I still drank it down for many years. The cup it is in seems ancient, cracked, my heavy heart hangs equally wracked. Chipped, scarred, pictured porcelain peeling. Some wounds can … More Blues, Blood & Another Cup of Tea
You’re one in a million, I’ve been searching, so I should know Foraged freezing through the blizzard seeking your unique fine flake of snow. Days turned to weeks to months, months avalanched unto years. Stony hard hail hurtled on me as cold made icicles of tears. Daydreamed dear I would find you, that someone special … More Snowflake
Someday I may move past this, shed these thousand thorns of regret. Till then I need to bleed some more, move though no course seems set. Someday when my feet feel freer, no longer burdened by bitter betrayal, my hands may yet write lighter lines, a happy end etched to this tragic tale. Somehow she … More Someday, somehow, somewhere
This poem was written in response to “A prompt each day“, a daily dose of inspiration. It’s the first time I’ve tried writing from a prompt…and as well as this one asking for a set phrase to be included, a very small word count was given and we were also challenged to make it EXACTLY … More APED – Prompt 16: I Believed in Love
Dry your eyes señorita, you dark day is almost done, so stop to smell the flowers bloom beneath the Spanish sun. May the sun still bring you warmth, may tomorrow fill your cup with hope, may your famine be forgotten as you find the courage to cope. Please believe bella because, there’ll be an end … More Hope for the World (Dry Your Eyes)
This house might as well be a metaphor for our marriage. Always a house – never a home. For home is where your heart is and my heart left this godforsaken place years ago. The garden is overgrown – red roses sit strangled by weeds and the grass is so long that it almost resembles … More The House With No Heart
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