If you arrived at my door carrying the largest bouquet of flowers that I had ever seen and proposed to keep me happy and cared for the remainder of my days, I would kiss you, warmly, and shut the door. But if you watched me eating dinner at my favorite restaurant or joined in the … Continue reading A Little Sumthin
One thing my dad always wanted to do was to take the whole family to the beach and rent a big house and just be able to enjoy one another for a few days like we did when we were growing up. So as a memorial to him we've rented a house in Port Aransas … Continue reading The House
When life doesn't suck any more, I hope to be back. I hope to write and dream and find a place for my art where it can rest for all eternity safe from the eyes of anyone who might wish me harmed by words or thoughts or deeds. I hope to be again when life … Continue reading When life doesn’t suck …
If I pretend to be Another person entirely Does it count that we had a conversation? You know it's me Or you should, see, Not that I made a decree for the universe. I just wish that we didn't have to pretend to be something other than who we were meant to be.
Words Conversation started so slow and built over time til a continuous flow filled my dreams smothered my thoughts ended all in a horrible row tears and fears and the desire for more the knowledge of love a soul at its core I needed and wanted too much to see the rip that I tore … Continue reading Rhythm
I coughed, I choked And set down my tea He followed me back Could it really be? Do I believe my eyes? Do I dare to hope? After months without What's the scope? My stomach is a-flutter My heart jumped a mile Could something so small Really cause this smile? #badsappypoetry
Chasing dreams I no longer want Walking away From this rigorous taunt I poke, I prod, I tickle it too But I'll never be good enough, Because I'm not like you And I never get breaks Or catch anyone's eye Despite all my wins I'll never fly To the top of the charts To the … Continue reading Chasing Dreams