Monthly Archives: April 2015

Pain/Peace: Diamante poetry challenge


Tragic, hapless
Gripping, agonizing, unforgiving
Lamentable, consuming, amity, equality
Caring, calming, reposing
Tranquil, harmony

I’m Sorry


I’m sorry I left you.
I’m sorry I lied.
I’m sorry I forgot.
I’m sorry you cried.
I didn’t mean to hurt you,
I wish I would’ve tried,
To give you what you needed,
I’m sorry we died.
I wish I would’ve stayed.
I know we could’ve made it,
But I left you alone,
And didn’t try to save it.
I sorry for all the
Things I didn’t say.
I’m sorry I left you
Waiting that day.
I’m sorry I made you cry.
I wish I would’ve said goodbye.

Ode To A Snowflake


Why are you here?
What are you doing?
What do you fear?
Where are you going?
Four questions I ask,
Will never be answered.
You wear the mask,
That of a dancer.
Daughter of the sky,
Daughter of winter,
Are you the beginning or end? I,
Know these in my mind will remain a splinter.

A Sea Of No Placid Dream


As each cold wave on the shoreline crashing,
She solemnly stands waiting for the tide.
The merciless surf, on the beach breaking.
Not admitting, but this is where she wants to hide.
I’ve seen her watch the wave through the seasons,
Their call, she has never given answer.
One cannot know for certain the reason,
But she is no coward. That, I’ll give her.
She’ll find no comfort in death, this is known.
The ocean waves will bring no placid dreams,
She will not hide in this sleep of death so,
Away she walks from the sea and its team-
Ing with despair she wants none of today.
To never return to that beach, she’ll say.

This one is about a woman who, after years of struggling with  thoughts of suicide, ultimately realizing that death is not the answer and proving herself strong and brave after having been to the edge, she is able to walk away and never turn back.

That Past Tamed


Once the heart is cut out
She’s left there to die.
One might expect her to pout,
But she doesn’t cry.
Without a heart shes stronger.
Albeit now numb?
Sleeping I’ve found her,
Restlessly never done
Of a heart dreaming,
Wishing it to be hers.
In all this a demon seeming-
Ly ties her to the clamor.
She cannot escape the noise,
From her heartbreak, her past.
She’s now pains toy,
How much longer will she last?
I walked past a grave,
Half expecting to see her name.
She must be so very brave.
Now she has that past tamed.

A Path To Sunlight


We were so close to the sun, its glory,
That we had forgotten the earth below.
So gather close, I’ll tell you our story.
When we chose to, ourselves in sunlight clothe,
And we were told by many: “Impossible!”.
A small bit of fear I felt, I’ll admit.
But together we were unstoppable,
To more than “good enough” we did commit.
So high above forgotten earth were we,
They could not understand our seeking light,
They on forgotten earth forgot to see,
The path laid clearly for them in sunlight
If someday I will reach our goal, I don’t know.
Though on our way, this path I hope to show.

For The Falling Of Trees


For the falling of the trees
And circumstances such as these,
Makes today a dangerous place indeed,
When from what’s cut down there’s planted no seed.
One who plants the seed today,
Shall feel no fear; come what may.