Savory SacrificeBrown feathers fall, whippingcracks escape surrounding treesas heavy pants free from aching lungs.Fear across face, blinding, dripping off beak.Destination freedom, so feetscuttle, scurrying from soundsof slow following footsteps.Closer, closer, never breaking pace.Frantic flapping falls short, wings laylifeless at sides. Feet no longer move,yet nearby creeping continues. Single steptaken before feathered body shocked still.He stares into the eyes of another,whose soulless slits clobbers heartagainst his tender chest. Wings raised highnearby sky close, containing endless blue,but hot stones shoot, paralyzingmuscles. Heart explodes, red poursand stains autumn scented leaves. The scurryingstops, heartbeat no more and rustling forest falls silent.
Miles BetweenSun rises again, miles between us remain unchangedlike rushing rivers and extended state lines, closer than hand.How many days must pass until I see his face again and graspno longer cold, empty from dangling fingers. Leftto clutch, nails boring deep into palms, aching to brushagainst his chest as a new sun rises, miles between us remaindistant as memories of smoldering eyes. A slicedand split photograph cannot compare so I will waitfor the day until I can see his face again and kissthose sweet parted lips, tempting, burning red.They danced against my tongue, leaving behind taste of sugarinto the morning and rising sun where miles have changedas our bodies curled underneath cotton sheets,twisted and turned, conforming to our tenderentwine. How many days must pass until I wake upto beaming bright lights through glass, sunwarming cheeks. Eyes flutter open, gazing at curledhair, angelic expression and misty eyes. Sun rose, milesbetween us faded, and the day I can his fac
Once MoreSoft satin caresses, sweet lips touch,sending heat down my spine. Fingersintertwine, brushing mouth, cheeks,hair, leaving nothing behind. Desirecontrols, your lust craving more,hiding the picture. Moving lipsshow mind’s hunger, representingwavering ways. Sick of twisted motives,such childish play, now say her nameonce more, rekindling blazing flames.Red drops of passion puddle upon floor,draining white fingertips damp, speakonce more. Deepen fresh woundswith twisted smiles. Say her nameonce more, I dare to hear such sounds.If not, hold your tongue, your eternalpeace, and never move those lips from mine.
Black VinesNear vibrant flowers, emerald vinescurl and crawl across covered meadows.They embrace, black vines dancingupon skin. Glorious body art.Dark ink curls, blossoming firstflowers, flourishing sweet summer.Yet tips bare brown fruit, witheredwrinkled skin as amber sheds life.Ink fades grey, dancing patterns ceaseas vines drop last fruit into fresh snow.
NightmaresI watch your blood sprayand twist with rolling wheelsas hell holds my dreams.
Resolutions"Camila, open your door, now."The pounding shook my door against its frame and knocked the pencil out of my hands. I tried to pick it up off my desk but moved too fast,knocking papers and pencils to the floor. I reached for my supplies when another shout hit my ears."Camila, I'm not going to repeat myself."I grumbled under my breath, saying words I knew I couldn't repeat in a few seconds. I rushed off my seat and over to my closed door. Thepounding never died, leaving my ears throbbing. I covered my ear with one hand and opened my bedroom door with the other to see my mom glowering.She stood over me, eyes boring into my own. Her lips mashed into a scowl. "You have been ignoring me for the last ten minutes. What are you doing here?"I swallowed a large lump down my throat. "I-I-I was just-"A gasp flew past her lips, interrupting me. She shoved past me and entered my room, eyes wide. I knew we were both staring at the samething: dozens of sticky notes against my walls.She
UmbrellaRain poured from the grey clouds, drenching the brown soil. I watched the weather from the inside of my apartment, watching every drop as it hit the ground.However, that wasn't the only thing that captured my eyes. Standing at the bus stop was a young man, looking in his twenties. He stood tall against the storm, holding a mere umbrella.How it help up for this long was beyond me. The wind blew it inside out, leaving the man soaked. He had no reason to hold onto it anymore, yet his fingers wouldn't let go of the handle. He stood as a statue, waiting for the bus.The rain kept falling.
OpenDark dingy dungeon, alivewith desire. Chains diginto wrists, seepingevery last drop.Eyes missing day light,longing warm love againsttender cheek.Key resting on wooden tabletop. Long ago did it call,now silence.
RebirthFlower withers, dies.Stem falls, soil swallows seed.Life begins again.
Welcome To Nightmare NightOn this night of fear;Colts & fillies gather,From far & near. To celebrate the night;Under the twinkling stars,& the pale moonlight.To each & every home They migrate to & say;Those famous words,That still exist today."Nightmare night;What a fright,Give me something sweetTo bite"Their little baggies get Filled with so many treats;& gallop away with smiling faces,In eager anticipation of eating Their well earned sweets. But before they do;They must first present it,To Nightmare Moon. For if they do not, Then they'll be in big trouble;For surely she'll hunt them down,Until she has their back sidesGobbled. That is why costumes areWorn this night;To keep identities hidden,& out of Nightmare Moon's sight. Ghoulish games are played & pranks are pulled; Make sure that you do notEnd up screaming,Like a frighten foal. Welcome to this time of frightWelcome one & all
The traveling MermanFrom the seas from faraway in the ocean I watched her head towards land from the boatA girl looking about twelve year‘s old with mousy long brown hair walking close on the shimmering sands a little too far away from homeI watched her grow beautiful over the years l I pinch myself because I thought of her in my dreams she is more beautiful than I have imaginedAnd then looking again close at the coast head above the water she is gone again and now I am gone again from the scene of enemy shipsIt’s her… perhaps its Aretha …perhaps it’s really her this time perhaps it’s time for a reunion…
Under My Bed...Under my bed it ain't minty it's linty. Under my bed, as I said it isn't a pretty sight
Savoir et beautePoésie vers libre, dadaismeLa Beauté est éphémère, le Savoir est éternel.
Bobby Wattlesthere he sits the Rooster redby the old Commandments Tenhe sits and stares - eyes to and frowith bobbing wattles all a-flopBobby Wattles;Bobby Wattles!come and sing a song for meyour voice is gruff and old and grimand sure your stare is gawmy fiercebut I know your weakness DearI think it tastes a lot like seedBobby Wattles;Bobby Wattles!come along and sing for ussee now wander in my yardmow down on the crab grass therelet loose with a mighty crowand scare off all the bloody ticksyesBobby Wattles;Bobby Wattles!won't you sing your song for us?
To my darling princeFor my darling PrincePrince Please don’t runaway I love youI love everything about youAnd it’s funny I hardly even know youI love your angelic skin that glowsI even love the length of your golden beautiful long hairSo please don’t run away I love youAnd I heard your eyes are as blue as the crystal blueThough you live in the desert I’m aware you ever seen itAnd you’re so handsome that the world continues to stareAll just for youI love you I love you I love you
THPG 2The next morning Sweetie found herself in a dark cave with he newly born two sisters.Sweetie rubbed her eyes as sunlight shown in the cave,SugarCrush just woke up with an blink of an eye."Oh good morning Sweetie"Sweetie nodded and look at Cupcake who was hugging the half of cupcake,"SugarCrush wake up Cupcake.""No problem"SugarCrush said as she cracked her knuckles and put her mouth near Cupcake and said"WAKE UP I'M GONNA EAT DA LAST COOKIEH!"SugarCrush Screamed and Cupcake jump up,"I WANT DA COOKIEH!"Cupcake looked around and her eyes slowed."Oh..."SugarCrush giggled,Cupcake growled and tackled SugarCrush.They both rough house until Sweetie Broke them up."Enough,I want you both front and center NOW"She snapped at them,they both did as they were told.T-They listen?,she thought"Okay ladies...We're going to take something,by force!"SugarCrush looked impress and Cupcake just stayed blank but ready."But first we are gonna train,you see when the professor made me he added something d
Siempre, forever6“Mami,” I say. “Will you love me forever?”“Yes,” Said my Mother. “Forever and ever.”“Daddy,” I say. “Will you love me forever?”“Yes,” Said my Father. “Forever and ever.” 9“Mami,” I say. “Will you love me forever?”“Yes,” Said my Mother. “Forever and ever.”“Daddy,” I say. “Will you love me forever?”“Yes,” Said my Father. “Forever and ever.” 12“Mami,” I say. “Will you love me forever?”“Yes,” Said my Mother.” Forever and ever.”“Daddy,” I say. “Will you love me forever?”“Yes,” Said my Father. “And so will your new stepmom.” 15“Mami,” I say. “Will you love me forever?”“Yes,” Said my Mother. “Forever and ever.”“Daddy,
RainRaindrops sink into my socksSoaking bottoms to the topsSeeping through the numerous holesIn my shoes that lend the solesTo being stained in darker huesThan post-storm, pre-storm shoe soles do.
Mr. PringlesMr. Pringles was a fish that lived in the seaOh happy was heFull of glee, in that seaHe swam and swamSo happy so free, drinking his teaOnly one could dream of the life that is heThat Mr. Pringles in the sea