Justice to Be Served

What is this place I find myself? Toiling over such nonsense. The place I do not wish to be, the place from where I had run. I find myself digging out of the hole. This hole in the ground, the one that once represented my soul. I do not know of an ending that is…

Prologue

A shot echoed out into the almost empty apartment. The dark night was cold and still. There was nothing left to do but sit and wait. Resting in the green armchair with the revolver dangling from it’s gloved hand, clutched only lightly by the trigger hold. It wouldn’t be long now before someone on the…

Time Is Up

She had her time She was absolutely radiant She was lovely She was beautiful Her time is up She had her moment She was simply incandescent She was infectious She was pure Her moment is gone  

Condescending Eyes

Stare deep little blue eyes, stare deep. You won’t find nothin’ there. Stare deep little blue eyes, stare ever so deep. There ain’t nothin’ there. It’s hidden, in hiding, so you won’t find it. In search you will be blind. Yet, in research you will find. So stare deep little blue eyes, go ahead and stare deep.

Abandoned hearts

“From empty letters we wrote to abandoned hearts that time broke”

Stallion

Oh black stallion. Your beauty amazes me. Deep and dark as the night. Oh black stallion. Your heart is like a wildfire. You run with the wind. Oh black stallion. Your countenance is formidable. So bold and strong that no one can stare into your eyes. Oh black stallion. You are brave and valiant, but…

Black Seed

You’ve been staring at it for quite some time. For some reason it catches your eye and you gaze at its majestic shine. You don’t understand why, but it is ingrained in your mind. The little black seed you so desire. Swallow it whole so no one else shall admire. It’s now inside your soul…

Fall Season

Change like the seasons. Cool breeze, warm trees, still air. Drift with no direction. Peace, quiet, stillness all around. Naked trees, chill breeze, leaves a pair. Drift without direction. Grey skies, leaves on the ground. Empty sound. This season.

Lover’s Song

Walking these sandy shores I call over the blue to you my love Calling out for you to draw near Calling out to you my dear Does my voice carry like a siren crying? Am I drawing you to your death? Like waves crashing against the shore breaking upon the jagged rocks Will the lighthouse…

Behold Her Beauty

She is something fierce to behold, a woman in love I am told. Yet the one who is loved has a twinkle in her eye. The woman who is loved and adored is the woman sold. She laughs and throws her head back letting her hair tussle to the side. She smiles and flashes just…

Admitting Is the First Stage

I’ve recently endeavored my thirties. I am single, childless, and unattached. All my life I grew up wanting children, a family, a home. This had been the whole basis of my existence. No career could satisfy or quench my thirst. I have encountered the typical responses over the years of others… “You’re not married yet?”…

Too Little, Too Late.

Being a 30 something I realized I’ve learned too little, too late in life. In some areas, like finances, I’ve gotten a kickstart. Yet when it comes to career choices and relationships I find myself to be a struggling swimmer in the deep end of the pool.  Doggy paddling back to the nearest ledge, I…