Book Talk, Poetry, Creative Writing and Cats
I’m an ant in a colony, but I cannot work. I cannot work because I’m missing two legs on one side. The other ants want to kill me because I am no good to the rest of the colony. Upon learning of their plot to take my life, I muster up every ounce of strength... Continue Reading →
He shows up every third blue moon.Howling gray wolf cries under melancholic moonbeams,calling for my embrace before he gets swallowedback into the void of my hazy lunar dream. Stalking black panther pursues him in the black night,in hopes I don’t soon wake. Make the movebefore my rogue lips steal the moon’s hue. Get ready, my... Continue Reading →
I once found a token in the sand.Engraved on it was the word “Passion”.“Passion…” I whispered, as longing caressed me. My mind felt high as I held it in my hand,for I knew there was an arcade game,that took Passion tokens just ahead.I knew a single token was good for two players,so I went to... Continue Reading →
This small bubble of isolationRecycles my every breath,Into the fresh air, like that foundIn an open meadow in early springYet it is darker than nothingness itself.My movement is restrictedBy the casket walls that hideMe away. Craving light, I break free.I dig my way to the surfaceOf a planet inhabited by beingsThat claim to be friendly.Their... Continue Reading →
Mind games... why? Because I suck at sports and I lose interest in Monopoly as soon as that first hotel goes on Boardwalk. Because if I play with yours, then I won't have to play with my own anymore. Because my insecurities are only silenced once it sees you, the other player, fold. Because when... Continue Reading →
Happy endings are the greatest lies ever told. There is no love that does not end in grief. Love, like every other emotion, is passing. Every memory and emotion is doomed to fade away. Time and death are the ultimate truth — more powerful than any emotion we can ever hope to feel. Love envies... Continue Reading →
*Note* This is a poem originally intended for my second book of poetry, We Never Get Snow Down Here. The book itself is a collection of poems that tell a story, so this poem will not make full sense without it. However important this poem might have been to the puzzle, I could not include... Continue Reading →
My heart writes endless love poems to you, and stores them away in my mind's locker. My mind shakes her head in disdain, and scolds my heart for being in the wrong place. Even more, she shoves my heart into her locker and secures the lock. My heart screams and bangs her fists against the... Continue Reading →
When doing the right thing feels wrong... it's an argument between the angel and demon on my shoulders. Neither wins if each side is gray. So what am I to do then? Out of sight, out of mind... right? So sudden, like the mouth of Venus closing around her prey. He's the unsuspecting fly that... Continue Reading →
I just sliced through an artery to bleed ... for the sake of stopping the smaller, damage-over-time cuts that I've sliced now for so many years; keeping them hidden from view. Is this truley the only solution? I didn't want this and I still don't. It hurts going in this deep, but it needs to... Continue Reading →
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