I smiled at my reflection In the side mirror Of our car. The girl in the mirror Did not return the smile She seemed lost With lips, Reluctant to curve upwards. I glanced away looking At others in their cars Some passing by, Others we left behind Each one forlorn And lost Eyes on the road … Continue reading Post #16 – On The Freeway (Poem)
What I really want to do Is pour my heart out Here On this blog. Write what I feel like And write it all Complete and true Without thought or worry But it isn't so easy Our minds after all Are the ones that belong completely And truly to oneself What goes on inside Is what sets … Continue reading Vulnerable
Do I hit Publish? I wonder... No, I wouldn't want you to read it Or you. And you. I close the tab. A argument ensues In all corners of my head. More people will read And comment, maybe like If I publish. But I hesitate I dread that day When I meet you or you … Continue reading To Publish or not to Publish
I haven't written in ages It is definitely something I miss But how do I avoid the chaos That school seems to throw at me Week after week? How do I sort it out This wild mess of meetings and code How do I make the time For a little prose, a little poetry? This … Continue reading Long Time, No Poem
I belong nowhere. Everywhere I go, I misfit. Is there a group of misfits? Would I fit among misfits? If I do, am I still a misfit? Are all the misfits, misfits? If they all fit How can they be misfit?
I took my seat By the window. The sun was bright that day The train slowly chugged along Picking up speed I saw them from the corner of my eye Nervous, shifty and dark They followed us And never left our side. They followed us all along, The shadows.
A poem on how I tend to be different people and have different interests on different days.
This poem is an entry for Three Word Wednesday. I have written a poem using the three words: brutal, grope and transfer. The poem is inspired by the movie Basic Instinct. Hunger She groped in the darkness Her hands restless Searching Hungry and wild She was brutal tonight In her love for him He lay … Continue reading Poem for Three Word Wednesday