When you came into my life, I wasn't prepared for what I found. You seemed to be hurt and deeply in pain and I felt a need to reach out a hand to help. After offering you friendship and a supportive, caring ear. Only to be reminded and told we had met in a different time and place. Stunned and shocked we talked more as the truth was gently disclosed. You took my hand gently in yours, and it touched my heart. Looking deepl...

We all have them don't we The friends that bring no benefits To the relationship at all anymore They may have started out sweet And caring and interested in us But that seems to have passed Never to return it seems to us Because we try to reach out to them And get ignored for our efforts It would seem the least they could Do was to express interest in our Work that we put out there for them And all the others who do care...

Everything is dead or dying, My brother tells me. There isnothing alive and green.I run to the window and show hima beauty like none elsewhere but here.Look, I tell him pointing, the bushes areboldly green. Wild do they grow,and so carefree. Can't you see, brother?Even the desert can be green.Green it may be, he says, but alive it is not.See how the center is brown and gone?That is not alive. That is gone. A lizard races...

When does a poem begin  And where does it end? Does it swoop down like a breeze  To swirl around the ankles  Of a pubescent girl  With knock knees? Is it there the seed begins? Does it shiver  In the pit of her groin  At the whisper of him near?After months, just short of nine,  Does it unsheathe its face  And gasp for air  As it cries out  With the induced pain  Of a man’s hand? How many words does it collect  And discar...

They were like no other: The gentle touch; the soft, comforting presence. They rested on my shoulders Only for a moment. But they felt like They were there for a lifetime. For those few moments they were there, I felt a comfort long forgotten by Many like me, many without a father, Without the father they know and love. I grasped those roughened hands- So large yet so loving- with both of my own- So small and tender besid...

The fall-in,the trap.I knewbetterthanthat. Your lyingdoublescheming,multiplicity of personalities... Fuck you,is notaterm ofendearmenthere… But a sentimentof the utterdisdain that I have for youat this very moment… You know, I really can do much better!

My friend, my love resides on my thighs. Living within the restricted dimensions ofthe height,the width, andthe depth of my screen there is you. Although confined,the friendship,the laughs,the sharing, and the emotions are as real as possible. At timesthe words,the sentiment, andthe passion on the page seem to escape their boundaries. However, there is no doubt thatour closeness,our relationship,our affection, andour mutu...

His head, his head!He really is dead.Cleaved clean off,Now his hat, he really can't doff.One wonders whereHis head doth lie?Perhaps on a pizza,Or maybe in a pie?I won't lie,'Twas I.The little bugger,Called me a fly!So his head I did lop,Honestly, I went choppity-chop,Then I used it as a mop. Teehee, choppity-chop!

In the Spring  I made you strawberry shortcake  I doubled the berries  Topped it with the creamiest of creams  I watched you savor its flavor  Took your compliments to heart  For you I’d bake a thousand cakes  Cook a hundred meals  Every day, for the rest of my life  I savored you  You were my delight, my daily dessertSummer came  Heat swept through my kitchen  Like the sandstorms of the dust bowl  In the sweet drippings...

No. I can no longer and will no longer subjectmyself to the disrespectof being your consummate whore,your lover,your cover,your bitch who meets you on the other side of town. No, I can no longer and will no longer be downwith your abuses,your excuses, your fucking reasons why I am over hereand you are over there with her in the clear. No, I can no longer and will no longer prolongthe execution ofmy love,my feelings,my stu...

In my mind she exists and she is really realHow dumb is that Anyway. When will I realize that she stopped being thereWhen she leftIn a mist. But my mind is a frangible substance that willFall apart if I thinkToo much. I sustain my visions of the impossible by faithIn her becoming mineThrough will. Systematic resistance to the truth has me hereWhere I am todayIn denial. Do not try to tell me it is otherwise my friendsBelie...

“What makes happiness?”The boy queried his dad.“What is the recipeto be happy not sad?”“The internal feeling that happiness bringsis hard to define with mere words.It's better defined through happening thingsthat affect us and strike happy chords.”“I still don’t get it.”the boy pondered aloud.“What sort of thingsremove this dark cloud?”“A warm family bond that brings feelings of love,special people who always make us smil...

I feel like I'm n mourning, Like all I do is grieve, I am slowly fading, It even hurts to breath, The pain is just too much, It's my price to pay, Why must I feel like this, Just make it go away, Everyone has lost faith in me, I'm sorry I let them down, It's like I'm under water, Just about to drown, I am torn to pieces, I am broken down, Motionless as I lay, I don't make a sound, One thing is for sure, I'm absolutely jad...

I am just a simple girl who enjoys the simple pleasures Let it be listening to the rain hit on a tin roof or the smell of freshly cut grass, on a warm summers day. The way you take my hand softly in yours, as we walk along the beach, listening to the waves, as they softly caress the shore. Or maybe it's the way your eyes shine so bright when you look at me allowing them to be the windows to your soul. The way your smile w...

You know my heart And to you it says fear; Trembles before your power, Falls before your hate. By your hands have you taken hold Of an injured soul in need of love. An injured person who’s all alone And whose weakness you now own. You lead me to believe you will help me; All I have to do is ask. From me nothing will you take Until I believe he is fake. You rob my family of their lives, Yet it is God who I blame. Drain my...