A Scribner’s Tale Brooke says, “John when you told me about those bitches from the previous agency who took the belt to you I cried for you. Just thinking of what that tough leather on your soft bottom must have felt like made me wince. John, know that I will never try to force you into a career mold by brute force.” “Like their namesake flower, those belladonnas enticed me with beauty whose touch was poison.” “What drove them to such cruel measures?” “They felt like I discredited their program by turning down their job offers which were pathetic for a college grad...
Polis to my entity Surrounding me Becoming me You are my breath Even in winter winds The warmth within That which is inside Always burning hot Churning over Turning gears Keeping me going.
State of mind Transfixed on you My eternity The soul that finds only one To lead the rest of life Only once in a life time Throughout generations You are the fire Keeping me alive In this state of solitude Even with a body Close by.
she put her red slicker on while the parade passed by on that black and white night as the pawns kept marching in a straight line, keeping time with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella glancing from under the vinyl as the raindrops flooded her big eyes with untimely teardrops...she sobs the moisture slides down her cheeks boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird with white-tipped wings..squawking waving a black flag in the morning as the...
I was born when the tide was in When time was broken And clocks didn’t spin I was just a whisper Waiting to make a sound And then you came around Painting in all the trees Gave a song for the birds to sing Brought enough light for me to see We should get lost together But only if it’s forever In midnight’s bend Where time just ends And we are left to just wonder What if we met when we were younger Let’s get lost forever