used

like your favorite pair of Levi's snug in all the right places like those tennis you jog in the perfect fit leftover like last night's spaghetti now just right lost on winding roads in the countryside spilled over heaven's floor of clouds dripping on to fertile earth rich with GOD's love and filled with the... Continue Reading →

lessons learned from my ex

rainbows don’t always come after a storm and when they do they don’t stick around long and words hurt even empty ones with no rebound action or is it an assist action or was it the action that cut through my soul fairytales don’t grown on trees and promises only go as far as you... Continue Reading →

The Perfect Date

high off life or cotton candy or funnel cake with strawberries hair red bleached & baked by chlorine’s date with the sun jean shorts still heavy from rapids promising a shower or a soak knees wobbly after using a rollercoaster to air dry teddy bear bigger than you cause you’ve looked 12 since you were... Continue Reading →

The End

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 →

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 →

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 →

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

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 →

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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