Alarm buzzes without warningThere must be some mistake, I hit the snooze buttonIt’s too soon to be daybreak.Yes, morning has brokenSo I raise my weary head. Mumble a hasty prayerBefore I stumble out of bed.Wrapped in a toweling robeOn achy legs I shuffle along ,Feet snug in furry slippersQuietly humming a Sinatra song.I look into the mirrorAnd Medusa stares right back,Seven years bad luckIf my visage makes the mirror crac...

Do you think the world would notice If one flower failed to bloom? Or if one snowflake melted Before it touched the ground? Never being given the chance to find Its place beneath the sun. *~*~* “I don’t see a heartbeat," I said with an understated urgency as my searching eyes darted between my husband, my doctor and the monitor. "I don’t see a heartbeat!” I got no response from either of them, nor could they meet my eyes....

Alicia struggled to balance the bag of groceries as well as her handbag while trying to unlock the door to her apartment. The key slipped into its slot but refused to turn. She gripped it tighter and twisted hard, cursing softly as she felt the metal give a split second after hearing the metal snap. She stood for close to a minute staring dumbly down at the silver head still clasped between her fingers. “Great! Good to kn...

The rickety old porch swing creaks under my weight as I rock myself gently to and fro. The sound comforts me as it rips harshly into the painful silence of the night. A nerve-numbing tingle spreading through me from the hard wooden slats reminds me of just how long the drive up here was. I shift uneasily, my hand wrapped protectively around the brass key that will unlock the door to a place that used to feel like home. I...

The rickety old porch swing creaks under my weightAs I rock myself gently to and fro. The sound comforts me As it rips harshly into the painful silence of the night. So I continue to rock, My feet never leaving the ground, The swing never being allowed to do what it was built to do.The creaking comforts me. The rocking soothes me. No crickets chirping here tonight.No frogs croaking. Only silence. And the sound of a creaki...

There is a door.It is always locked.No earthly lightEver allowed inside.Who knowsWhere this door May lead.Do we even care?We pass it daily.We turn to stare,Curiosity growingLike a mushroom in the dark."Who is behind it?""Who lives there?""Why is it locked?"We whisper as we pass.Perhaps somedayI will pause a while,And knock upon that door.Ask if I may enterJust to say,"How do you do?"As I have thought of doingMany times be...

I did not fall from the sky Like night falls softly upon a hopeful land, Filling it with a taut darkness. Nor did I descend like a storm, Crashing with untamed rectitude Onto a land lost to its own desires.I did not blow in on a temperate breeze; Blowing hither and thither, Swaying like a branch in a storm; Allowing it to carry me trustingly Until I settle lightly, carelessly, Upon verdant fields of ill gotten freedom.Ins...

There is no one I can talk toAbout the pain I’ve buried deep inside,No one who would understand. So I have summoned all my courageTo sustain me as I bare my soul to you today. I did everything I was taught to do. I never spoke to strangers,I stayed indoors when it got dark. I never rode the train alone, Nor ventured into the park at night.  But no one warned me about you. They never said be wary Of the man you see each da...

When the autumn wind starts to blow, The trees in the forest put on a colourful show, Yellows, browns, gold and reds, And the animals curl up snug in their beds. When dry leaves fall to the ground, With a dry rustling sound, I like to make a little leaf bed, On which to rest my weary head. While the little bird flies, To warmer skies, Mother Earth plants her tiny seeds, And tries to take care of all our needs.

Darkened skies, Gloomy thoughts, A heart of stone, A soul lost along the way. Midnight rains come to Wash away the sludge Trapping thoughts Inside this deep mire. Yearning for a touch, Any touch that will melt The frost surrounding A heart frozen in darkness. Memories of sweet nectarsNourishing a parched soul Whilst sipping on a chalice Overflowing with bitter wine. Wistful longings,For a life spent. A life wasted.A life...

Sitting here staring at this blank page,Wondering what to write. The ideas flow through me like Water flows through a riverbed after a rainstorm. Uninhibited, Free to flow and shape itself,Morph into any form it desires.Writing is my outlet, Words my tools. Why is it so hard to put it here where it matters?Someone once told me;“Write a poem, it is the differenceBetween watching the sun set and reading about a sunset.”Then...

Fear not the heat of the summer sun Nor the harshness of winter’s icy cold; Your worldly task is done, Homeward you are bound, Your angelic innocence intact: Fear not the displeasure of the Almighty, You are beyond all judgement now; You have no need for eat nor drink; No need for clothes or shelter: Neither pain nor ill intent can harm you now. Fear no more when lightning strikes, No need to cringe when thunder roars; Yo...

Hands warm mine with a gentle touch,I lift them, touching my lips to each palm in turn. A wistful smile playing at the corner of my mouthAs I remember… Your perfume lingers in the room, Modest, yet exotic; it suits you well. The fragrance subtle, still it overwhelms meAs I remember… A wisp of your jet black hairHad fallen across your beautiful face.I brush it back with trembling fingersAs I remember… Leaning in, I touch m...

Through the eyes of a child, The beauty you’ll see; Of dapple grey ponies, In fields of green, And butterflies that fly, Against a scarlet red sky.In the heart of a child, Emotions are real. The joy and elation At the sight of a rainbow. The fear and the dread Of a deep, darkened cave.In the soul of a child, Angels sing praises Of glories untold. Unicorns and fairies, Dragons and goblins, Can be found.For in the soul of a...

You saw me when no one else did. You looked at me and saw only light, I tried to tell you that darkness dwells here too,But you refused to see.You refused to see What I always felt was there. What has always lain Dormant inside of this hollow shell.Dormant inside of me Like a tightly coiled snake waiting patiently For the occasion to strike. Its patience knowing no bounds.Patience is my virtue And true to my nature,I will...