Waking Up in WonderlandI woke up with my mind in a haze,
The cold checker floor cold to the touch.
My head felt as if it were in a blaze,
As I took a bite of cake, though not too much.
My body grew to twelve feet tall.
Then I took a sip out of an eerie vial,
And suddenly was far too small.
And through the door, reality in denial.
Some nagging flowers greeted me,
I grumbled at them and ignored.
Then, a peculiar caterpillar with a monocle to see
Questioned the identity I'd left unexplored.
Colors were wild in this strange realm,
Yellow eyes winking at me out of nowhere.
A hatter not at sanity's helm,
Invited me to a tea party so rare.
And one last thing, a wicked
No Longer Just For WishingI lost myself up in the starsNo Longer Just For Wishing6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A glance was all it took
The shimmering of distant realms
Stole me with just one look
The “unreachable” goals, abandoned wishes
And dreams that I once lost
Were all I needed to motivate
My nebulous inner thoughts
I jotted down with a pen
Of purple ink, now who would think?
The stars could be so grand
Give up the petty wishes
Chanted up into the night
A pair of legs, or a perhaps a page
Is what you need to fight
The stars did steal me up above
I broke the heavy gaze
For gazing is just doing nothing
Compared to devising a phrase
Wallflower BluesI’m still here,Wallflower Blues6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Exhaling the winter-burnt air
In the flesh, icy cold
To the touch of the distant hand
I’m still here,
Up against the rough concrete wall,
Observing the walls society
Builds, all the while creating my own
I’m still here,
Ignoring the bitter shouts
Of the ones over there, pretending
My ears are blocked with chewing-gum
I’m still here,
In case you didn’t notice
Studying the sky, trying
To rid my mind of the present
I’m still here,
Trying not to bleed
My problems and my phobias
Into the unwelcoming ear of a stranger
I’m still here,
In the static-strewn background
Trying to leave fing
Truth Be Told... My head is always clutteredTruth Be Told...1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don’t know what to do or think
‘Cause you’re the one I think about
Before I fall asleep
My heart is always pounding
My chest is drawn up tight
Because your words are always there
To tell me “Have a good night”
Our lovely conversations
Tied up on a telephone line
And when our hands were clasped as one
Are when I truly feel sublime
You embrace me in your arms
When things are not “okay”
But you’ll hug me when I’m happy, too
It doesn’t matter anyway
I’ll tell you that I like you
‘Cause truth is where I aim
So will you be truthful with me
Friendship FodderBullets flying past my face,Friendship Fodder5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feet are stuck like flies to paste
The screaming is too much for me,
The burning animosity
This battle isn’t truly mine,
But friendship leaves me quite confined
My legs won’t move, refusing to run
So hurry up, hand me a gun!
This battle isn’t worth the risk
For everything dirty word and fist
So go ahead and bruise my eyes
It’s more appealing than screams and lies
I’m fodder for two former friends
And the fighting will never truly end
You (and Me)Thoughts of you tingle at my brain gentlyYou (and Me)2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
The midnight clock staring back in submission
Sweet memories of the past days warm me,
Touching my cheeks in bouts of soft visions
Surprises from you thrill me
Drawing a smile across my flawed face
The simplicity of interlaced fingers
Or a spontaneous embrace
Words from you melt me
Create a hindrance from using my own
Quiet words have built a stronger bond
“Lily” being the favored one that I’ve come to know
Thoughts of something terrify me
The fact that I’m falling so hard and quickly
Never before have I had the fear
Of someone like you slipping away from me
So I guess I&rs
Party for OneShe pressed a lopsided candleParty for One6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into the pink frosting on top of the cupcake
She lit the wick with but a lingering spark
That cast a glow, tracing the contours of her face
The girl smoothed out her grey dress
Sitting on the dusty, cold wooden attic floor
The spiders on the sill of the single window
Formed beast-like shadows onto the wall
A teddy bear, a velveteen rabbit,
And a china doll with a cracked face
Were her only guests at
This late-night tea party
The old rickety house was silent,
Save for the record player,
Set on a repetitious track,
Playing a melancholy rendition of “Happy Birthday”
She spoke to her teddy bear quiet
(If This Were Easy) It Wouldn't Matter(Verse 1)(If This Were Easy) It Wouldn't Matter7 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Watch me please,
As I leave----
Troubled down the street, worries in my pockets,
Tears in my heart, Love in my eyes
In the rain, hide the pain----
Life is short and I’m still in the running
You won’t find me down on my knees,
But with a fist in the air,
“I’m not going down!”
SO if you want to take a chance,
Throw your voice so it carries into my ears
Softly spoken, life isn’t long,
And if were so easy, then why does it matter?
So dance with me or hold me, please
Or speak to me
Like you want to care
Because if that were so easy, why would it matter?
Empty my pockets
Of my brok
Grey ScalesBlack on black,Grey Scales5 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
White on white
Shades of grey flood my eyes
Soft steps on December pavement
As the dim lights drift by
Walk the cities in the nighttime
Pull the shades down in the day
Paint the colors on the canvas
Try to rid myself of the grey
* * *
I can’t keep living this way!
Every day, I’m awake, but I’m still sleeping
Sweet insomnia in my dreams
But the rainbows,
They still come out black
And the blackness is the reason
That I fear the day
* * *
All the trees,
Their leaves don’t change their colors
‘Cause the color really isn’t there
Maybe, maybe, they left it at hom
Neither Angel nor DemonTell me, “You’re an angel.”Neither Angel nor Demon5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I’ll tell you, “No, just crazy.”
And don’t bother screaming demon,
‘Cause demons aren’t what make me.
It’s this or that, but never both.
What wrong with several sides?
I’d rather be bi-polar than
Be bound in chains, confined
There’s black inside my heart,
With devil horns and muffled screams
And a white side with a golden glow,
A silver lining in between
So weigh the scales of my past deeds,
And tell which side is heavier
The good side or the bad,
Or are they both just even?
So forget the label you’ve awarded me,
Angels and demons
Butterfly of Broken WingsA cocoon I amButterfly of Broken Wings4 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
In the dark, not a light-ray
Unknowing, lost soul
Forever waiting to spread
My restricted wings and fly
Playground"Playground"Playground7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Old sand lots and teeter tots
Throwing rocks in a hop skotch box
Chasing girls and acting cool
This was recess during school
Climbing up those giant slides
Looking down a mile high
Protecting yourself as you slid
From cruel kids who often hid
Swing sets were my favorite part
Flying where the ground departs
To see who jumped the farthest still
Boys would love to show off skill
Dribbling balls and ankle races
Throwing discs and running races
Playing cards and making noise
Girls talked about the cutest boys
Sharing snacks and soda pop
Proud to have a new lunch box
Playing tag and hide and seek
Scaring friends t
Concealed. I Keep my True Feelings...Simple.Concealed. I Keep my True Feelings...7 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I remember when it used to be...
I know I'm wasting...
Your hand is holding...
This will stay for now...
When I see you, I want to...
I'm not in the very least...
So would returning my feelings even be...
I would much rather...
So I'll write my true intentions in this...
Perhaps someday this will be revealed...
Dripping in RainbowsColours of crimson self-resentmentDripping in Rainbows5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seethe into and saturate
My temporarily aching bones
Orange sweaters draping
Hidden addictions and boxed-up sorrows
Further drive the scissor blades into an external party
Golden smiles of heaven
Shroud thoughts of bitter hell
Yet forget an angel’s wish to comfort
Green spring shrivelled long ago
Where does the bountiful summer lie now?
All that remains is a quilt of satin snow
An indigo wail, a henceforth cry
Born of waves smashing the broken cliffside
Nails me to the cliffside’s fate
Increments of purple mountain mist
Envelope my pale flesh
In an aura of self-loathing
Rainbows bleed into
The Single ThreadAlone; staring at the crumbling wallsThe Single Thread4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Trust, forever dead
No matter how I plead and crawl
My world won’t cease to shred
They’ve fallen through my fingertips
Past I’d much sooner forget
To ribbons the bond continuously rips
In stone, my fate is set
The sweater we’ve knitted
Has all but disintegrated
And I’ll not stand acquitted
For there’s nothing to be admitted
A single thread I hold by my hand
A friendship left to a single strand.
A Thousand VoicesA thousand voices,A Thousand Voices7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Drifting on the great winds.
A thousand voices,
For a thousand sins.
Whispers in silence,
From pain and guilt.
Hands clasped in redemption,
From blood that was spilt.
Tears for despair,
And the weight on my chest.
Begging for an answer,
Pleading for rest.
Knees that hit the dirt,
More often than any.
Begging for a blessing,
Pleading for many.
I Wrote a Suicide NoteI wrote a suicide note on Hallows EveI Wrote a Suicide Note7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pretty floral paper with
Curly-q letters in bloody black ink
Soaked through to the other side of the paper
I wrote a suicide note at the stroke of midnight
In the ominous gleam of lantern light
Cat on the window sill in front of me
Staring at me as I ignored the screaming
I wrote a suicide note in my pink night gown
But pretty in pink doesn't mean pretty inside
My true thoughts had bled onto the page
My true intentions were to be known by the following morning
I wrote a suicide note in full preparation
The pills resting at my bedside
A glass of clear water to swallow
Soft music playing stea
I Am WishingI am wishing I wasn't alone,I Am Wishing7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
That my brain would shut off,
That people would listen
When I whisper the undeniable truth.
But if no one listens
Then who the hell cares?
I am wishing that you were here
To smother my nightmares
And make me feel like I am safe.
If they can't see what I see
When I close my eyes
Then is it really there?
I am wishing that you still loved me,
That you would feel more for me
Than you do for her,
But I will never be good enough.
If you hold me and say everything is fine
Will it be a lie?
And I just wish you would say something
Because the silence screams
More truth than I can take.
And I just
Co-dependentCo-dependentCo-dependent1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
On one simple function
A function which my being
Has wrongly convicted and defeated
A drug that once coursed through
Every cell in my body
Age zero to nine
Now vanished for six
Skin and bones and waning weight
Thirst for days
The longing for one more bathroom break
The woes this Missing link had caused me
A few sick days in a hospital bed
The day Following Christmas festivities
An I.V. in each hand and a word of bad news
Co-dependence had truly ensued
Needles and bleeding finger pads
A quite pedestrian occurrence
Gained weight, no more thirst--
I’ve learned to be in the endless brawl
Against my silent co-dependence
Flight of the PhoenixFlight of the Phoenix8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Soft crimson feathers cover its body
Its song, sweet honey flowing through the ears
Tears of healing glisten in the light
Sad voice carrying for all to hear
Majestic is this creature, Soaring
Through the still, silent blanket of night
For heroism is its calling
Be it by easy peace or violence's plight
Fire wings illuminate the sky
Tearing through misty silver clouds
Ebony eyes stare far below to Earth
Head held high, for the firebird is proud
Fire and pride, song and glistening tears
Are all this bird can claim
For everything else close to its heart
Were enveloped in the auburn torrents of flame
I am.I am but a humble writer,I am.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
An author, if you will.
My words will dance in the rain,
In the harsh wind's bone-chill.
I am but a poet,
Who wishes to share her thoughts.
To weave a story along the way,
And wish it weren't all for naught.
I am but a student,
Of the fine art of the pen.
My master being the expanding world,
The wisest of wise men.
I am but an imaginer,
Reaching towards the sky's lights.
Falling asleep and dreaming with eyes open,
To reach for the zenith of heights.