Sunday, March 27, 2011

DEAD SUNSHINE

Looks bright outside
Dark and hollow inside
Expectations are high
How about we just call it a tie

She said, "what would people think"
I said, "I can't think right now I need a drink"
Lacking I am in manners and etiquette
I'd rather be viewed as a triple threat

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

BROKEN LILLIES

Two against one
In an epic battle for first dibs
The word is out and it's not good
The flames are getting closer
Your time is almost up

A cycle of deceit has began
They don't fool me, not yet
Still pure and mild mannered
A word of caution
Nothing is ever as it seems

Enjoy that posh flat
Those visits into cultural oblivion
Don't get burned honey
A pretty girl comes a dime a dozen

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

PARANOIA

Gates open letting them in
I heard the sound from afar
Screeching and loud
Like finger nails to a chalk board

I am careful not to classify this as a sin
Sitting here downing these drinks at the bar
Their voices hang over me like a cloud
I am starting to feel a little ignored

Saturday, October 30, 2010

PUMP

With love comes heartache
A noble man will let a girl down easy
The broken heart is neither fragile nor a rock
It is but a piece of us
To be toyed and played with
Envy is the heart's best friend
Consolation its refuge
It knows no bounds
Be still my broken heart

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

I AM WOMAN


I never compromise
I always sacrifice
I give life
I am also someone's wife

I cook and clean
On occasion treated like a queen
I never have time
They say I have reached my prime

They suckle at my breast
The little ones will soon leave my nest
I can be over protective
Taught them all to be respective

Generations have come and gone
My fate is my own not drawn
I am a wife, lover and mother
Unique and unlike any other.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

TAKE IT OFF


Fabulous disguise
Intermittent pain
Isn't this a surprise
That look of disdain

I would hate to accrue
That bitchy attitude
Mighty glad I am not you
Show some gratitude

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

COOL AND THE GANG

Soft petals fall
Dried up tears irrigate
The soul is as fertile as can be
Open to anything and everything
Waiting to answer that proverbial call

Spurting growth
Awakened dreams appear
Reality and fantasy a blur
About to pull that dagger out of you
I vaguely remember taking an oath

Tonight I lay here my head in limbo
Will they come for me now?
Those demons are a crafty bunch
Prying and sneaky as always
Tempted to leap out that window