it
is
of no
consequence
my plight without you
matters your blushing before me
Poisoned tears
Venom poured from his eyes, poisoned
tears are better shed
than swallowed
rot in
hell
bitch
Was it a glitch
was
it
a glitch
or just his
imagination
she’d accepted his friend request
Worries
a
dread
fills me
chill between
us shows no sign of
lifting – I’ve made efforts to mend
the fences, be more flexible but the frost remains
wish for twist of fate to filter
any further shocks
and salvage
anxious
poor
me
In response to The Sunday Whirl’s – Wordle 379
Running on empty
my coffers are all but empty
don’t expect laughter
frozen smile’s
all I
can
spare
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge # 112 – “Cold & Safe”
Windows to the past
do
not
open
windows to
the past – lest winds of
memories bluster you away
The conquerors
creatures of curiosity
and charisma – they
come, conquer
and then
they
leave
Perspectives
So, you think money is at the
root of all evil –
ever heard
hungry
child
cry
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 59
Enjoy your present
lock
up
your past
numb your sense
to sounds of future
dance in step with waltzing present
In response to Weekly Writing Prompt #162 – 5 Words:
|LOCK|STEP|NUMB|PAST|SOUND|
