Category: poetry

Original Poetry

  • Hospital Bed

    Who knewA hospital bedWouldn’t hurtBut heal. Who knewA clinic — With juice boxes,Scrubs, and pills — Would help. Who knewCheck-ins and check-outs,Elevators, Grey hair — no more dye —Would be good. The real shining through Unable to hideUnable to conceal It is nothing likeThe constraining pressureThe inhibiting walls —You, now, I can feel. I’ve never…

  • No Wonder There is More

    How silly are we reallyTo go along with all these liesThese lies back stab usHard in the gut, too.They rule us, they dominate usThe ridicule us, take advantage of usWithout our knowing — It’s cruel, really.How dare it take us by storm like this And also, we barely knowWe barely know otherwiseThat’s the trick We…

  • Only Sunflowers

    You think a strive Is what it will take A life locked up Forcing you to make it out I think you forgotWhat led you hereI think you forgot You made it out I think you forgot How good that felt And that you’ll do Anything to spread Spread that light That love and connection…

  • Our Political Moment

    What pains me the most about what is going onIs that the suffering of a group deemed lowerIs due to the suffering of a group deemed higherWhat hurts one groupHurts the other I know this becauseWhat healed mebrought me to the other sideI gained from doing what needs to be done.We at this point aren’t…

  • What are words, really?

    What are words, really? Besides mere black and white ink A simple line, perhaps One that we have seen Time and time again Over and over without meaning, simply imprinted onto paper.You look once, and they’re nothing –Mere words that hold nothing. ButThis time around, you look and Something happens.The look deepensAnd quickly, without realizing,…

  • Art is a Flow

    The study of art Need not be studied You must not ask How can I do this Deliberately You must ask How can I get there How can I master The subject that Isn’t a subject? How can I possess What’s needed to flow outwards Keep your eyes and heart open is all.

  • Love is an Anchor

    Love is an anchor, itreels us in.Love is an anchor, it keeps us afloat. Love is an anchorit keeps us above the darknessit keeps us in the light. I’ve been tempted by thingstempted by forceswith their bright lights, their common phrases Come with me they sayThey allure me, promise me something, glamorous and glorified It…