frenzied piranhas
tear at the injured shark 'til...
it clings to your skin,
woven through the wool...
When poets need a helping hand,
you’ll see that Mister Darcy stands...
I dreamed of wisteria -
she, of jasmine...
The moon is out of reach despite my need
to pull it from the space it occupies...
There are days when words
go bumper to bumper with...
the moon hollows itself out under
the cover of clouds, as one weary...
edit: This poem might trigger someone.
I don't want that, so I'm putting this warning...
I'm tired of people calling me "sad",
using it as an excuse to get too close...
One cloudy day,
I was about to drown...
you're afraid to close your eyes
once you do the world...
our first moon dance seemed
to last a thousand nights as...
Trauma lives in this body;
it builds a nest with handcrafted...
Love is amazing, and yet causes pain
Fills your day with sunshine, but also rain...
First, the snow does,
as your favorite...
The halls were decked
The table set...
where the sun begins,
and you end...
Reaching through reflective pools
To save a soul from sin...