Poem

I want to see the world through my old eyes I want to move through the world with graceful innocence I want to touch everything just to feel the textures I want to do things just because they are fun I want to hug people when their laughs makes me happy I want to see … Read more

Bare feet softly defy the pull of the earth. Strong legs hold poses beautiful moments too long. Rigid control sinuous and fluid. Illusions of effortless movement. Upstretched hands reach for the ethereal. Long, red hair swings and flies, concealing revealing a serene smile.

My words dangerous words, deadly words, twist in my hands and cut. I don’t even know I’ve hurt until I see the blood on the page. Pain spills out relieve the pressure watch it flow like blood in the water. A solid stream, a fog, a wisp, Then gone Disbursed in the world. Attracting more … Read more