If you only knew That the horrors which bare their teeth from the shadows Bare them not Because they feel superior And because they wish to consume you, But rather, Because they are afraid And they are blinded By the light which you cast Into their world of only themselves, In which the natural light … Continue reading For Fear
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This Storm
This storm Has raged for so long Beating down on the worn and weary roof Uprooting trees and power lines Leaving only ruin in its wake And you have held strong Throughout the deluge But to give in Is not always to give up Now I do believe It is time To pry the boards … Continue reading This Storm
Smoke (Part Two)
This poem was written in collaboration with Blackbird, of the blog Wandering Thoughts. To read the first lines of this poem, visit: Smoke (Part One) … Curling and drifting Not fine lines but rather Swirling vortexes Our bodies tangled beneath Breath slowing Eyes still wild Our hair in attention Imitating the layers and waves in … Continue reading Smoke (Part Two)