PRIMAL GAMES
Cat and mouse-the game we play I, the predator And you, the prey The hunger and desire, Swelling in the pit of my belly Matter over mind...
THE SEPTEMBER BLUES
A poem. Time, where did you go? My friend and sometimes my foe On lazy days is when I love you most To remind that there's time to spare...
WRITING IS...
Five poems about what writing means to me. Two poems inspired by Charles Bukowski. The Tunnel To write is to live in perpetual darkness...
MORE THAN ME.
Two poems. Two emotions. One heart. Words Every time you try to drown me With the force of your words I feel the air rushing out of me...
THE WORDS I NEVER WANTED TO SAY OUT LOUD
Forbidden Tree You stand there Like a man who sees his own significance. You had it all, at least I'd like to think so And you didn't...
PETALS AND FLAMES
A collection of poems and short stories. You forget that I am not the gentle flower You make me out to be But a Wildfire...
OUT.
A new found poetry. Coming out is sort of like A dark and dreary day It is a sinking feeling that Suddenly the shadow fell Like all the...
TAINTED LOVE.
A spoken word. The day you burdened me with the soft grasp Of your hand against my flesh The movement quick, yet gentle Though it was...
THE GIRL IS GONE
A poem. The girl is gone You killed her You see She tried to stay a float She tried to do what you wanted But it only made her choke I...
Without You.
A memoir about a girl who lost something. There was a time when I was a dreamer who believed in magic and potions and wishes. I believed...
