Thursday, July 17, 2025

How Do I Address?



My, is possessive,
Ex is former.

How do I address
 Ex-boyfriend?

I can't say the, you weren't the only one
I can't say an,  they weren't many.

 How do I address
Ex-boyfriend?

Omissions are not possible.
Silence embraces the gap
The distance comes with  I
I dated a man.
Singular,
First person
The doer of the action.

My, is possessive.
Ex is former.
What remains
is I.

Sunday, October 27, 2024

Soul Troll

 SOL -I - TARY

Soul in its territory

SOL - I - TUDE

Soul with an attitude

Sunday, October 13, 2024

Misery

 


In existence there is I, yet it is ethereal, 

In emptiness there is I, yet veiled by the mist,

Contact has con, act and tact and search for I. 

Monday, September 9, 2013

Amorphous Love

I had a concept of love
it failed

I had a picture of you
it failed

I had you
I FAILED.

Friday, July 12, 2013

Gossamer's Dream

Blanketed in epidermis of natural gift
Lie, the stark hollow me

Deeper, I profound the search
Silence, greets me.

Barren, without contents
Stood a glass door
Rear to it was the different me.

Seraphic, pristine shine
I could see
My shadow, it seemed

The child’s itch I feel
To unite with it

The camouflage of sensitivity
Awakens me

The reverie of it
I carry with me,

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Atrophic Rose

No feelings hidden from you
Yet, you chose not to respond

No tears shown to you
Yet, you chose to respond

Deep within chaos
You rose, a bud
When it wishes to be yours
You allow, withering

The petals that enclaves each other
Brought the perfect symmetry
To it, to be, to yours
You allowed it to hither
Amid the wanderers, further and farther
Aside the meandering wind’s cart

Now,
It lays all scattered amidst the concrete path
Treaded, ruptured, bereft of life
Befallen before you bit by bit,
Fragrant to the cosmos, not you

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Resurrect Life

There was a moment of silence……..before the door closed
There was a moment of darkness….. before the sun rose
There was a moment of peace……after you left the home
The emptiness fills it…. vacuum created…..space expanded and collapsed I

The bean bag materializes support
It structure, outlines me
In this womb I remain….. to resurrect life