Come take my hand
we will fight for your lands...
Remember that roof at the top of the hill
where the silence grew thick...
I've lost myself,
within all that I found...
The Power of Words
Forever her words linger...
To forget or not forget
Neither is my question...
He painted my skin with graceful bars
smudged in awestruck pen & falling hand...
I was writing like someone talking on fox
Moderators put me in a penalty box...
I've been told
My poetry doesn't make a lick of sense...
I rise,
'til stilts beneath my feet...
There's a thought in me
that is like a bird...
A promise is like a piece of rope,
Alone the strands are week...
Love
my new...