August

August saunters in, serene in her grace A soft puffy cloud In a veil the color of the heavens Her iridescent train As far as the eye can see Is spun in silken thread the hue of golden sun   And July unimpressed turns away, pouting With lips purple like death by frost Head loftily…

The Sorrow of Tomorrow

I wear my melancholy like a heavy grey cape Trailing the ground behind me as I go So when the sorrow of tomorrow meets me she knows To meekly weave herself into the frayed thread ends Of those tears her mothers left for her to find That is her place Not loftily perched upon my…

The Last Letter

I will never forgive you I once told myself Knowing what I do now I know someday I will Were you not the one Who taught me first hand To be different To stand for my values  And stand tall Even if I stood alone You carved out of me A monument of pure steel So acutely hardened Not even…

Ten

I found a letter That turned the ground I sat on To quicksand And slowly sinking Reeling from my find I wonder how you could So easily lie And how lucky for me To never have tried To heal you Your wounds lie deep within And you vibrant color-drenched skin Is a poisonous façade I could never heal you…

NINE

If ever we get to a place Where I’m ready to leave all behind And for some reason you want me to stay Like you never did when it mattered And you sit right there beside me Holding onto my hand like you should have All those times I floundered about Plunging from sky to…

EIGHT

You claim it will happen to me too That life deforms us all That I should not be too quick To point an accusing finger at you when questioned So then tell me Is there a demon That takes hold of us When we reach a certain age? Is it in our genes And when…

SEVEN

Don’t say sorry Goodness! Do not From your lips It’s so foreign a word It merely draws a snicker   Like plastic flowers Shamelessly masquerading Without the feel, scent or even look Of that which  they  seek to ape It is mildly insulting That word Sorry   You see   The things you burned We…

SOMETIMES WHEN IT RAINS

 I stumbled upon this poem one rainy season while in high school and it has remained one of my favorites. It greatly reminded me of the El-nino rains that poured when I was in nursery school, and how for me, El-nino was just a fancy name for a lot of rain. I remember merely feeling…

SIX

You taught me love Is a rose whose thorns Were petrified into the glassy stone Of a rare rare gem You said to hold it fast Hold it tight in the cradle of my palm That it may pierce the delicate insides it touches But a ready spear it will be For when the world…

FIVE

I love you I do It’s very simple I. Love. You. And once upon a time That love was a tree With branches and leaves And flowers of loyalty We cut it down Remember? To burn fires to warm Our cold cold selves You shall be glad to learn My love still remains It survived…

One Evening

I came to bed So I could lie alone And not have someone speak to me In case the tears just came And they asked me why My niece followed me Stubborn as she always is And I pretended to sleep Hoping she’d leave me be And while I turned from her Gasping ever so…

Some Mornings

10.10 Still in bed Hoping perhaps if I stay put The world too will Slow down Let me Breath