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The beating of my broken heart, now chained and locked away, I hear much louder, through the night, than words we never say. As hollow kisses turn to dust and fall against my skin, I pray that I might find the strength to fall in love again.... (more »)

Who is Moore to measure poets but a half? What sorrowful flaw mixes poetry with math? If it doesn’t mix in with the classical norm, Nor embraces the free verse storm, Does it mean it has no place? Because it lacks a voice, Does it... (more »)

I moved through over a decade Of ceaseless, senseless masquerade So successful was my charade No friend ever saw through my façade I have contrived a mask That is derived from fear A curtain of obscurities Hiding all my insecurities... (more »)

Thoughts are mistaken for many plots. When you think, others think not. Ideas are tarnished as you soliloquize. Eccentric as you know it, you realize; Cynical but sweet gestures relax your mind and interpreting language that does not rhyme.... (more »)

Good authors are like beautiful trees, pummeled by wind and brought to their knees, blistering cold shutting them down; gold, tattered leaves a humble crown. But some writers live life covered up, unhindered, unchanged, as they start to... (more »)

God is? Father mother teacher punisher big brother preacher? I will? Love serve worship adore revere Respect exalt attend obey learn fear We say God gives cause for everything We think God has purpose for the crying Kids die because God... (more »)

My brother was already three Yet he still could not say “potty” I would call and squeal his dear name But received not a glance from he My brother was already three When aware doctors came to see He was a boy with autism Thus his... (more »)

Danny dances in the rain. He finds no reason to complain. Danny found a friend that falls That cleanses him, soul and all. Danny found a spectator, That doesn’t judge his behavior Or his dancing or his prancing In the rain that falls,... (more »)

Close your eyes and picture this A Thanksgiving dinner filled with bliss, Relatives hugging and laughing with cheer Sounds like cards slapping, and kids playing near Aromatic scents of cake and apple pie Ham, dressing, and collards, all... (more »)

While dancing upon my toes is when my happiness shows. I twirl and I bound to the classical sound as I imagine my audience in rows. (more »)