fade to black nothingness deafening silence curled up in a corner chin resting on knees all enclosed in a shirt gazing around at emptiness no white light no meeting with the saints no walking through the clouds no daddy there to hold me comfort me no one to tell me it’s okay that those I... Continue Reading →
In her arms…
perched in the center of the pillows I wait for her to come and hold me so I can give her the soft comfort she needs no matter how time flies and I watch her age she still needs me she still wants me sometimes she still squeezes me through the night and even if... Continue Reading →
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a love poem…
wrap a bouquet of flowers in a love letter poetry or prose words from the heart with a box of chocolate kisses would be nice and reese’s cups to remind me of how your chocolate hugs my peanut butter a few chocolate drizzled strawberries and a mix cd cause i love it when you make... Continue Reading →
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Dancing with Insanity
For love -- I would tickle the feet of a panther till he purred like a child rubbing the belly of an old woman on the beach in the mist of morning awaiting the dawn of a new era of technological breaking through daunting wooden drawbridges to sand castles built by imaginative dogs learning new... Continue Reading →
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dreaming
some days my world seems like a series of nuances and idiosyncrasies, coping with the resident trouble maker, my imagination, and pondering another breath or a gasp for fresh hope can i float can i float can i float or drown in the flood of inspiration held in by my damn reality -Turtleberry 2007
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Tabitha
My legs burned. I rubbed the rippled indentations on my calves. There was nothing soft or plush about this floor. It was more like a Brillo pad rather than a teddy bear. This wasn’t anything new to me. Too numerous were the times I had rolled around on this floor with Angel, almost rubbed my... Continue Reading →
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untitiled
i raise my glass to the pain of not knowing and gulp to fight the fear i have to ask i clean the mirror in hopes of seeing myself clean when i need to windex my eyes... bleach my mind my soul trapped inside a cell inside this shell worn by my heart battle scarred... Continue Reading →
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Sometimes
he said he felt like i didn’t love him, like he was just my friend a friend with the alarm code to my heart & the key to my soul… if only he’d turn it saw our future through a telescope growing together, taking each day as it came me, ready to abandon the script... Continue Reading →
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A letter to my future husband…
my love, This morning I wished so hard that I was waking up in your arms... or at least next to you. If we are married then I know that you are indeed truly something special. I want to thank you for taking the time to try and understand me. I don't for a second... Continue Reading →
