Earth’s Confetti

I am amongst earth’s confetti. I stand above it, stroking its rustic colors with my eyes and embracing its beginning and end. When I am emerged in it, my feet crush its leaves trail after trail, while I inhale its essence deep within my soul; tasting its sweetness on my palate and filling me with…

Tainting the Mind, Damaging the Soul

Nature is such a tease, giving me light to leisure myself with words. One by one my eyes consume these impure Irish fantasies, like a ravenous child, starving for affection. A dangerous man you are lurking in the shadows of my mind, invading my inner being, and drowning my soul in dark pleasures. I’ve been warned about…

Words

They make stories, each formulated keystroke, that I didn’t even know existed moments ago, appearing on the blank canvas before me, like magic. They are personal, emotionally connected to one another, like the sweetness of a first kiss. They are torn, walled up, defensive, yet they are tender, loving, and careful. And they deplete me,…

Creating Meaninglessness

When daily prompts become the obsessive elixir to catapult numbers, one must stop and reevaluate where words are coming from and if they have any attachment at all. For it is too easy to get caught up in creating meaninglessness when the heart and mind are separated.

Disgust

Yesterday’s stench rises from your lips, as you lean closer to whisper sweet nothings. I turn my cheek while vomit spews on my tongue; wincing at its sour taste, I swallow, wishing I was anywhere but here. I watch you like a buoy in high seas, stumbling in your own drunkin’ stupor. My face only…

Spoken

Lips are dirty; All that passes through isn’t always kind, nor clean. Tongues are whips; A fluttering of strength and humbled into silence. Our hearts balance; Carefully carrying thoughts and emotions, breathing words of life into others and always fighting the mind against bitter lashing.          

Behind Fluttering Curtains

I am awake in darkness, silently reading a letter from you; remembering as much as I can, word for word, for I know I will forget when morning comes. Gradually, the black keystrokes come alive in a deep voice, which I imagine is yours. “Keep pressing in” you encourage, “I’m on the verge of breaking,…

Inspired to Create

Cold bites at my sweater as I death grip the handrail, before entering the dark cemented gap between the house and earth. A focused eye finds what it’s looking for in the corner, full of shadows. While I search for a light in the switchless room, I stumble upon a knob. Twisting it, darkness grows…

Nonsensical Jibber Jabber

Running the rouge of facts and tack while trying to find my way back, to memory and forward and back again, long once remembered, oh my friend. Creative thoughts of on and on, long sentences of sense that make no sense. All to find in this brain of mine, facts of tacks that need to…

Snow Day

Late night sleeps on couches, drifting between dreams until light awakens them, while crystal water shapes feather from grey clouds upon the frozen earth, leaving us home bound for a day. The snow says, “Come play” yet desiring to remain warm, we nestle into our own activities. A silent hush settles over the house as we…

Where….

art thou words for this cover letter!? Grrrr.