Patty Cake’s Revenge

November 1, 2013 § Leave a comment

Patty Cake
Fuck Pink
Pink fucked Patty
and left her broken
left her all alone
Patty, sweet Patty
a girl of angel food cake
so bright eyed and innocent
now dulled by pain
Pink was her poison
tormenting her as a child
Pink killed the smile
that radiated from within
Pink smiled at her
while whispering to Pink2 and Pink3
plotting their next game
where Patty was the piece
and they made the rules
Pink pricked Patty with her thorns
testing her resolve
but Patty so sweet
smiled and went on
as thistles grew around her heart
Pink tapped her on the shoulder
then left her all alone
with the cream tiled walls
pressed to Patty’s cheek
drinking in her tears
but sweet Patty
smiled and went on
her heart encased by a briar patch
Pink 1, Pink 2 and Pink 3
made Patty’s life hell
jealous of Patty’s white wings
they clipped them slowly away
biting them when Patty slept over
a veiled friendship
soon the wings
were mere bumps on Patty’s shoulders
but sweet Patty
smiled…and went on…
Her heart protected…forever.

Courting a Silhouette

August 20, 2013 § 2 Comments

Whispy marionette

You shape shifter

Time drifter

World traveler

Sans form

A mirage of soul

Thinly veiled memory

Your shades and shadows

Carrying me out to sea

Gentle ebb and flow

Distilled in violent haste

My heart scribes ink

Finding oasis on this page

Is there sense in loving you?

This dalliance—

Of fated marionettes?

Clipping my strings

I fall from Grace

For Loving you…

Is like Courting a Silhouette

Anything But That

August 10, 2013 § Leave a comment

Rose heart glasses

I love you

you know, I love you

you exclaim

as if the bittersweet refrain

will quiet my lonesome fears

quench the painful tears

what a beautiful dream

retro-fitted reality

opening my eyes

to infinite worlds

dotted lines

between you and me

but still,

in knowing your touch

your inner being

to give me anything

anything but that

-is to thieve the last breath

of the living.

A Passionate One

August 3, 2013 § 2 Comments

Butterfly bulbs

 I Long for a Passionate One!

His force of being

Sweeping me off my feet

Taking me on an emotional ride

Circling love

Coiling laughter

Shared tears

Silenced fears

ANYTHING

I feel of a different chromosome

Striving to find something lost

Seeking discovery and adventure

While combing distant lands

I’ve denied security to allow space

To find our in-between

But alas he eludes me

This passionate one I speak

I saw him on the corner of Beveland and Grand

Flannel shirt, leather messenger

Coffee in hand

I saw him atop the Eiffel Tower

In the eye of a stranger’s land

Across the ocean void of bliss

Through the Siren’s whispering  lips

Tempting me

Taunting me

To NEVER give up

Never throw in my lot and settle

So, here I sit

Spinning my rhyme

I long for a passionate one

Bloody hell he’s taking his time!

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