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Category Archives: poetry
Can you see The humiliation? Is it apparent The embarrassment? Does the shame Glow in a full blush? Am I able To hide the sadness in my eyes? Is the armor I attempt to carry Enough to keep me hidden?
Sunshine finally Sneaking through the gray Clouds that threaten more rain soon But are holding off To let the afternoon warmth Absorb into my skin Allowing a brief moment of joy As the kids laughter And innocence Surround my ears … Continue reading
Yesterday’s news Is the same as last year- Your imagination Is my nightmare- Those lies coming Spewing from your lips- Is the truth you Continually twist– Tell them it’s me I’m no good- Fits your storyline Just as it should- … Continue reading
Beneath the laugh I’m ever lost Trying to go left and right Simultaneously distraught – Climbing up Plummeting down Crying out for clarity- Day and night One in the same Always cracked Never fixed- Good and bad Not strong enough … Continue reading
It’s not enough to close these eyes, And turn off all the lights- Because my thinking doesn’t have an off switch, And darkness brings the fights- The worries march forth, With the “what if’s” next in line- Row three is … Continue reading
It has been nutty to say the least. I lost the election, and while I was pretty upset at first I know God has better timing and plans. So if it is His will, I will run again next year. … Continue reading
As the outside hangs on, By this nail and that board- I wonder if the internal stability, Is sound or in shambles- As so many of us these days, Are held together by rusty dreams- Clinging to catch the attention, … Continue reading
Trying to forget Trying not to hear Those words you spoke Days ago Sitting in my head Rotting my emotions Like the leftovers Spoiling in the icebox Breaking down Causing grief Until discarded And I can’t rinse off The rancid … Continue reading
As the water rushes to swish onto the shore, so does the chaos of droplets to water the rocks. https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/12/07/rdp-monday-test-post/