I wrote this poem for my Husband, I love you baby.

This is about a girl reflecting on life and what it came to

A poem I wrote in the psych ward.

It is a poem in quest of godly feelings to counteract the evil designs of the satanic world...

Poem about a relationship

My poetry is influenced by Stein and E.E. Cummings poems, but is my own style. It has changed considerably the past six months.

A darker poem of mine. Enjoy!

This is a section of a larger poem that I wrote for an assignment. Enjoy!
PS: Please let me know what you think this is about. I'm interested to see what people think.

You Greek mythology fans will make the connection.

This was written with refrigerator magnets about a year ago and I just found it on my PC. Enjoy!

Two short poems published in the Spring 2008 issue of Untamed Ink, Lindenwood University, St. Charles, Missouri.  One short poem, The Death of Wolfman, published in 1976. 

A poem about loving two people and not knowing..

AN overview of the many tears one can cry!

I wrote this poem to find relief of my recent storm and it carries so much meaning it is a must I get through  to someone..

How does the story go?
about a woman of black red and white.
lost in a world of her own,
prepared to die or to fight.
does anyone see between the lines?
the faults the brave and the weak,
the truth the lies and the crimes,
the trembling words we wish to speak.

 

Most writer's would agree with me on this journal of writing, so I decided to put it in words for ALL to try and understand, like every other profession and dream we all seek.

Everyday life our ups and downs,to build strength and carry on...

The most helpless moments of our life's history... dedication to 9/11 and Katrina...

seems like we lost out on the good in life that still exists,I'm wondering where did go wrong.

To my children...

This I wrote for my brother after he passed away in July of 2008

My heart has bruises, scratches and tears

From long nights crying, thinking no one cares

Up til the sun comes up wishing I would die

Teaching myself to be silent so no one hears my cries

When best friends means nothing

And you trust a stranger over me

Years and years compared to minutes and minutes

Nevertheless, it’s all okay

I’ll live without you

Will you live without me too?

He was innocent and daring

You were senseless and uncaring

You said it’s because he had no fashion,

But, was it really because he had more passion?

Don’t change yourself for what they want from you

What’s inside you, your magnificent thoughts

They are different people, they have no clue

Thoughts and Dreams that delude the mind is forgotten, when time wake

True thoughts on love (self opinionated)

Thunder rolls across the sky
Painting the clouds a grey and blue.
The light green leaves turn dark and heavy
Drowned in an essential wet.

This poem describes the natural merging into one that naturally occurs in relationships but how at times we find ourselves not merging as naturally as we wish to.

An Italian love story.