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On being a slut

My cotton briefs sit by my lacy bra leṭte  

Ink stained fingers wear seductive reds

My hair dishevelled and lobes twice pierced

Legs pour out of the shorts stretched across my derriere

Christian faith nestled in boastful cleavage

My morals looser than my lovers by the sewage

Brought up in elite upscale high rises

 I drive downtown for my sunrises 

The thunder reigning over me

Making your structure a mockery

And yet I am a slut for nothing more

Than all these sins my sisters branded me for

All these luxuries I allowed myself

Cashed out on the moral credit I once held

This generation they call themselves new

Rebels like me the deviant few

Monogamous monotonous daughters and mothers

On your wrinkles the dark age hovers

The feminist you claimed to be

Pigs more understanding than she

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On fear

Daylight passes in nerve racking anxiety

As my heart searches common ground to bond

And night comes a forced conversation

A small hope of tomorrow for one sided love

And I hated living an obsessed infatuated doom

But years had jailed me in anxious prisons

With empty nights and secret days

A pathetic circle with you across

My aching mind cries ever lost

And what I seek know I won’t find

But searching everyday for an end a cure

When frustrated I almost confess my soul pure

Panic stopping my sin in my lungs

Breath ragged gasps of misfortune 

Said nothing of deep fears repressed entrenched

For future spelled us only miles and seas

Spaces I couldn’t believe you’d foresee 

In the end truth left torment torn

Knew the world not for me but some other

You were yours and I was mine

And since we spoke of nothing more

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Rain

As her auburn locks

Unfurled unabashedly

Lusting the fresh water

Falling like pellets

Which cured 

The sparse lips 

And miserable eyes

Changing color

As she flew

And danced

To the sound of

Ambrosia being poured

Into her mortal soul

When your eyes

Pierced her heart

And joined her merriment

With the clouds

And Electric sky

Her giggle thunderous

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Ballon

When he let loose

The enslaved helium globe

It drifted slowly

As if surprised and uncertain 
And eventually more sure

It changed it’s pace

Hoping to reach the limit

Of the free world
And his smiling eyes that followed 

It’s movements of celebration

Narrowed in sorrow

When the grey mist enveloped

And stole the only color

From a now bleak heaven