Circus of Words

Dreams are the privilege         of those who sleep— Sound and restful moments, But I don't sleep. When I close my eyes, Light give...

I was ripped from my mother's womb— Or maybe she gave me up... Left to fend for myself with the man who raped her He took pleasure i...

Wake up to the sound of hope dying, Outrage on every side— We're not sleeping easy tonight... We been fighting all our existence for ...

I used to wonder about my ancestors, Felt so out of touch with where I came from. Didn't know names or faces, Couldn't fathom the...

Soft curls from the root downward spiraling, Entwining in clusters, thick and inseparable, They cling together like best friends... And t...

The end of the day comes Hours upon hours of solid work But my progress is lacking And I seem to have missed the mark... I'm looking...

Words are coming out, Jumbled thoughts flow steady Tell the world thoughts I understand In broken riddles And senseless nonsense... I k...

I turn away, But the vision is still there— I close my eyes, But they still see... I try to wrap myself In a silk cocoon Fade away int...

Familiar streaks in the brown of pine wood Moving up the building walls without pause Lit up in purple, red, and yellow hues Refracted li...

I thought free time was what I needed— Empty days and easy planning Where the words can flow freely And stories can be told But my mind ...

I watch the ground descend Below me The trees shrink— Tiny green dots Beneath Long white wings And I drown out the popping of my ears ...

Stained glass and mournful cries Clapping and stomping, songs begin to rise The below of the organ fills the room— Beauty grows from ...

I've been stretched thin, Trying to do it all-- Determined not to quit, Determined not to fall And stretch my wings Just a little f...

I've been quiet too long Letting the words sit idle Choked up, suffocating on my tongue Waiting for them to be perfect, But ther...

Fads and trends come and go but their effects linger on scars from half-baked decisions overflow over-indulged plates, passed on from pe...

That image of a woman, perfectly styled just so Or her hair done up fancily, or her face painted to just the right shade So men and women ...

Cover me, Engulf my body Fill me with your warmth And comfort my fears— The world disappears As you cover me... Something else appears...

Meaningless sounds escape from mouthes And little ears do not comprehend They have yet to attach worth and value To man made ideas— Word...

Gasping for air— Frail and delicate bones Struggling to survive. March of Dimes Premature births are the leading cause o...

Earlier this year I posted a poem called Who Am I . It captured the a portion of what I was feeling, but there was something lacking. So, I ...