Posted in Starts, tagged Abortion, Hurt, insecurity, Starts on January 9, 2008 | No Comments »
What does it really matter if I smile all the time?
I feel insecurity bubbling in the silence.
I know better than to swim in her waters– not enough reward for the risk.
She closed her eyes hoping they wouldn’t open come morning…
The last bottle falied to numb anything… Gnarly Dudes might pack a punch strong enough to [...]
Posted in Starts, tagged Abortion, Faith, Starts on November 11, 2007 | No Comments »
A writer in poet’s skin doesn’t make her any less of a sheep…
Her heavy eyes guilted with the past.
The holy water didn’t burn as I had expected it to.
Marked by my palms and forehead, I wept…
I am to name him, but can’t take the name he was promised.
The skeptic in me will not triumph [...]
The hour hand slowly creeping past two on its way to morning– once again, finding herself in that sleepless state.
With oceans between them she is able to forget the loneliness she feels when he is next to her.
She left out of fear of what may happen if she stayed.
Snow spreading like frosting– icing the mountain’s [...]
Posted in Starts, tagged friendship, loneliness, Poetry, Starts on October 20, 2007 | No Comments »
Can you really call it a friendship if it isn’t anything more than toleration?
Emptiness filled with random faces clutter her eyes.
No strategy to her approach, just blind eyes and flailing arms.
Her hands released the rope she held swinging into his life.
No ticking biological clock to keep me in rhythm with what I should be doing [...]
Posted in Poetry, Starts, tagged Jesse, Poetry, Starts, truth on October 16, 2007 | No Comments »
(December 2006)
I can’t imagine
my reflection through your eyes
before you could see me through my own.
The pictures he painted for you
stories you were told–
of my most vulnerable mindset
my weakest moments laid before you
to take what you will
without my knowing.
I can’t imagine
how you felt for those years
that I was by his side–
your replacement
as it would seem
in a [...]
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