Suffocating

A Wise Woman Writes

Every day offers a chance

To step away from the past

Embrace a new self

There is a warrior waiting

To reveal the path

Soldier of fortune

Did I shine my light on your fear?

I was trying to show you the way

Confusing knowledge with madness

Compassionate care

Drag it into the woods and set it on fire

Inhale toxic fumes

Suffocation is a small sacrifice

Burn your voice

Stop the echo in my head

These are the ties that bind us

Destruction and creation

Your words slice through my skin

Embedded in my bones and calcified for life

Tell me to live in the moment

Not understanding it’s haunted

Term life

Maximum security

Hooray for civil participation

Incarcerated by regret

Electrocuted

In watered down spirituality

Shocked

Into awareness

Lost your dream

All I hear is a scream

A gift from God

What a cruel joke

Dread is strapped…

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Words that Hurted

when monsters rage through dreams perverted violence urged from impotent stage roles reversed compassion subverted ravening stooges tower beyond mortal cage thugs terrorize bigotry reverted re-write rules of power omnipotence asserted war of hate wages decency deserted by narcissist avower proclaiming, defaming kindness downtrodden values diverted wounded souls evil labeled dictators’ worth inflated his campaign …

Women and Horses-Rana Kelly

trembling skin. come on to me, slow slow slow, and know. wild-eyed and rolling, ready to bolt. shattered, heaving sides. shiver, shiver, shake down your spine. frozen, still ready to shake loose and hurt me just in case. because you know. run my hand down quaking flanks, speckled sweat, kiss your face, stroke your lips …

Would anyone Notice?

John W. Leys

Darkness of His Dreams

Would anyone notice
If I just disappeared?

If my voice grew silent,
Words stopped flowing,
Notebooks unwritten,
Poems un-posted.

Facebook, Twitter un-updated,
No pictures, no quotes,
No retweets, likes, or replies.

Would anyone notice
If I just wasn’t here?

No non-committal nods
In the corridor at work.
No awkward small-talk
In the lunchroom.
No pretending interest or concern.

Would anyone notice
If I just disappeared?

6/30/17

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