Well Wishes

For the flower in the east
When the sun rises slow
May you look up and smile
For love that may grow
I wish you all the joy
Comfort, eternal bliss
That one day true
You have happiness

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The Brave “disability” Mom

Lookie here! it’s a mom
who wants a cookie.
So brave she is,
Her struggles oh so hard!
Wow just admire her sacrifice
but alas her b.s. it’s all a lie.
This mom just needs to retire!
Instead she schemes
And scams away.
While setting her child
on a metaphorical fire!

note: I wrote this in reply to a mom who was using her daughter to raise money on gofundme to fund ABA therapy.

Life Giving Flow

Water, the ever crashing sea to shore
The source in the mountains flow
A trickle, a stream down paths
Water erodes and water grows
It etches rocks, smoothes pebbles
Water, life giving, life taking
The soul of the planet, water
People’s tears in drought heart breaking
Water pours from stormy skies
And bring about the healing rains
But also deep deep floods of sorrow
How water, swirling, is our pains
Drink deep the well of love
The joy that life giving spring
And how we hold our memories
Wash us over in happy things
The river, time, in weaving lines
Flows ever forward to the seas
And in my life water constant
Relief, growth, pain, joy, it washes over me

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Let Go Together

Tight the heart beat in my chest
I cry out pain in my breath
Are you far, desperate this king
To cry seeking his beloved queen
Queen of hearts don’t take my head
Keep me near beside your bed
Serve you well this Knight of spades
A dark king who shys the light of day
The coughing caught in my throat
Like the lies others have spoke
Don’t dwell on those who hurt
Or the pain that wells inside you
I tell myself this daily, just breathe
And if I the king of misery can let go
Oh shadow queen let us together be free

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Fighting the Fade

Her shadow is fading
With the days, her breath
Deep drawn it’s a struggle
Each and every day.

She cries out into the night
Is there a point to this hard life
Her blood grows cold, closes her eyes
Will she give up, say goodbye

Holding her tight with all my love
Stroking her head, I’m at her side
Each moment feeding her renewal
In the goddess’ hands I place her

Poet’s Note: Today our kitten Smores passed away. She was a fighter. I wrote this for her. Though her life was short it was filled with love.

Her dying moment, curled in my lap where she crawled to from her heated pad.

Anxious Nightmare

We met at the coffee shop
Spoke in shaded tones
Her hair cut short
I thought she were my sister
But only at first, those eyes
Those eyes, Aniya, don’t lie
I vented about my past
And about her, she nodded
“I always loved you.”
“Even when you tried to slay me?”
I saw visions running from the knife
Twisted to memory of her and I
Fighting fiercely for my life
“Koraki, it’s past. I’m here now”
My soul aches, I feel damaged
Nightmares, the blood stained fields
I heard her voice in the distance
Though she was right across me
The world spins, I see a house
My house, empty, dark
Strangers in it, she chases them out
There my cat lays, injured severely
My brain scrambled, why why me?
We rush her to the vet yet
We never get there, my heart drops
As the road of visions it never ends
“I’m here, with you, it’s just a dream.”