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She sat there

For so long

In the corner

Of this old room

The five year old girl

Green eyes

Staring soulfully

Up through dark hair

Fair skin face

Covered

In dirty

Tear stained tracks

Never aging

Never raging

Never lying

But sadly crying

Always speaking truth

In the broken innocence

Of her youth

Wondering now

How you made it through

Into this room

Without a door

Where she’s been here

All this time

Inside my mind

Way too honest

To be kind

Never aging

Never raging

Never lying

But sadly crying

Always speaking truth

In the broken innocence

Of her youth

While outside the weather

Changing

The emotions ranging

All the topics constantly

Rearranging

What I know to be true

She simply sat

Pushed up against

The wall

Knees against her chest

Hugging the only one

She could attest

Would keep her trust

Which cruelly

Was herself

But not without

Hope mixed the call

Yet you walked in

As if no walls at all

As if No years had past

As if No tears had fallen

Let the sunshine in

To this darkened room

Warmth soak in

To the dampened gloom

Where she sat

Never aging

Never raging

Never lying

But sadly crying

Always speaking truth

In the broken innocence

Of her youth

Now my biggest question

Of all remains

Will she escape

Into the light

Will she Let you help me

Set it right

Or will she remain

Sitting in the corner

Of that room

In the gloom

Singing off key

Lullabies

To help the time go by

For now she sits just

Inside the safety of her room

In your arms

Holding tightly on

Looking into the brilliant

Blueness of the sea

Liking the smell

And freshness of the trees

As only a child can

Not worrying

About what will be

Never aging

Never raging

Never lying

But sadly crying

Always speaking truth

In the broken innocence

Of her youth

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For a moment

No barriers

Just the truth

Brilliant beautiful light

Before the door

Is gently closed

Behind us

And the librarian

Sternly points

To the sign on the wall

And the coldness

Of tears

Sting my eyes

As I try to remember

The brief moment

Where the fears

Didn’t rule

My actions

And the rulers

Didn’t divide

Me into factions

I could just open

These green eyes

Let out these sighs

Sit in the warmth

Of your sun

In beautiful salvation

Freedom from guilt

Shame

Constant blame

Somehow knowing

I am loved

Without the words

Having to be said

Music to my ears

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There’s music in my ears
And I’m swaying
With the movement
Of the morning train

Thinking about my baby
And my smile just keeps
Getting wider and wider

And I must confide
This feeling inside
Just Keeps getting
brighter and brighter

Thinking about my baby
And my smile just keeps
Getting wider and wider

The crowds are pushing in
But I don’t care
I’m singing along
To the song in my heart

Grinning like a fool
A bright light
In the dull greyness
Of morning commute
There’s no disputes

Thinking about my baby
And my smile just keeps
Getting wider and wider

Puppet master 

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Pushed to the point
Where I’m not sure
If I should submit

Cut myself
Into pieces
To dole out

To satisfy the constant asks
Between tasks
Desires
Demands

Or become the puppet
On the string
Bring pleasure
To the masses

Except to me
Because the inability
To be
authentically see
Brilliant colour
Behind these cries

Or wait until I become
The woman
With the painfully
Empty eyes

Like porcelain
Except flesh
Covering bone
Beneath breast

A heart
Pumping blood
But no telling flood
Of emotion
To bury me alive

Empty seat 

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Trundling home
On the afternoon bus

Trying to keep
These tired eyes
From slipping shut

I look across the aisle
To where she sits
Eyes wide

Our pupils meet
Collide
And crash
My green to her brown

The sudden taste
Of salt
Trickles

Into the corners
Of my dry lips
At the desolation

I find
behind
Those empty eyes

Laughing tree

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This tree
Looked lonely
In a field
Solitary

One tree
Two benches
Faced away

Until we turned
To look
Inward

And noticed
The tree
Smiling

And we smile
At each other
And realize

The tree
Isn’t lonely
And neither
Are we

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Two steps forward, one back

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After a pause
The darkness rolls in
Takes its toll

Taxes collected
Of blood
Coldness seeped
So deep into bones

Until I’m left shaking
The vested fear
Through every Ray
Of Sunshine
Still clinging to me
From today

And the hope
Doesn’t shine as bright
And nothing
Feels quite as right
As it did yesterday

And here in my shadowed
Mind
Where my hand hovers
Over rewind

My tears trickle
Out of the corners
Of these tired eyes

And I fight
Against
These defeated
Sighs

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