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Eclipse

I carved my dreams on time’s own wall,
And fed them blood through rise and fall.
Each breath I took was forged for this,
Yet fate turned joy to an abyss.

The winds betrayed, the skies grew sly,
And stole my wings while I could fly.
I watched the weak take golden thrones,
While I was left with dust and stones.

But fire

Harley Date

He showed up dressed in black leather
Dates aren’t meant to last forever
     It wasn’t just fun  
     He was on the run
A hostage date was --quite clever 

Give Them The Price They Want

When folks accuse or blame you,
just stay calm, keep quiet.
They run the world, it seems,
and there’s really no winning against their words.

So just keep going forward.
Give them the price they want.
Let go of whatever makes them mad.
Step back when you need to,
stay out of their sight and reach.

That’s the reality—if you’re open enough to see

That Pause Between Summer and Autumn

School was out, setting her free in summer -
free to tell friends bye, be lonely and cry.
Tears would spill for a best friend of one year
who she had learned would in time forget her.
Most teens knew same place and faces through school.
Military brats do not live that truth.

Summer would decide her joy for school's start.
Parents

Moving in with Moving on

        Destroy all we've built. Brick by brick.  
   
       Throw every last rock you possibly can. 

       Cowardly living amongst the crumblings of rubble ,
       

Starless Nights

Abandonment is
Vietnam veterans 
greeting card.

A door stepped baby.

Windowless 
city structures 
after resident's 
suburbanized.

And me 
a Christmas tree
after you undecorate.

Leaves

The bicycled leaves
pedal across the lawn
chain-linking me
to a past 
fallen autumn.
When we
Could no longer be false,
exposing our true feelings.
We withered
from the cold.
Trying to rake in
"Why's"
but sometimes 
love leaves,
unspoken.

The Pier Can't Always Keep You Where It Wants You To Be

You stand with your suitcase like a buoy,
bright, bobbing in the shallows,
and I am the pier—
rooted, barnacled, smelling of old salt and rope.

You tell me you’ll stay
if I keep my hands wrapped round your ankles,
but I know the tide you carry in your ribs.
Even on windless days
it pounds against my palms,
shouting for the open mouth

Easier Vowed Than Done

     Like melted snow in summer’s vase
        she vanished without a single trace

     Turned his whole life inside-out 
        that inconstant gadabout 

     Surely, he’d learned his lesson, our

Home

If home is a place
Then I lost my map
Hearts got misplaced 
Vocal cords snap

I scream and yell for one more chance
Then beg and plea for some closure
My legs are tired of this dance
Now I've lost my composure 

Teary eyed and red
Weight gained and lost
All the blood I've shed
Promises given with fingers crossed

Lies spread around
Passing from friend to

Hash It Out

There once was a place  soupers called PS
Forgive me if I sound a bit too superc-i-l-i-o-u-s
               Bloggers delight with fisticuffs                
at  spiteful bullies 

A Resilient Heart

We would be getting married tomorrow.
If only December me knew what I know.
I would have put more thought into that
And realized I needed glossy, not matte.

Has my body forgotten your touch,
And my heart, that adrenaline rush?
Has my mind moved on from the distrust 
From what always felt less want than must?

The thing we had was

Moving Stars

beside the river
what a night! darkness is great
fireflies moving stars

Peace Without You

Today I learned
that being me
always here for you,
always yours in intimacy
was never enough.
I did not give you
the peace your soul was searching for.

It shatters my heart…
how did we come to this?
I learned today
you were looking for comfort
in someone else’s words,
and all this time
I thought I was your world.

Have I taken you for granted?
Was it my

When We Shed Our Old Skin and Grow More Beautiful Than Ever

It clung like ivy, patient, green with hunger —
wrapped itself around every beam,
crept beneath shingles,
rooted in the cellar’s damp breath.

I mistook it for the house itself —
fed it rain, fed it dust,
let it climb my windows
and press its leaves to the glass
until I could no longer see daylight.

But rot loosens quietly.
One morning the vines lay

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