Category: Poetry

I would trade a decade for another day with you.

If you push away the person who tells you the truth, it doesn’t make the truth go away. You can rage quit, block me berate me tell more lies and still the Truth remains.

I am blue. I miss you. 🙁

Although July is hotter than Hades You are cold, colder than Hera’s anger.  Even though you are the cheater, the shape shifter, the infidel. And all through eternity and the infinite realms I will await your return.

Writers write. Fighters fight. Neither go quietly Into the night.

I used to see you in rose tinted shades, Now I just see a living Dorian Gray.

Now serving #69. Please take a number, and wait in line.

The heat of the summer Forces the sweat from my pores The way you forced verses from my pen. Sweltering, feverish, Desperate Alone Tossing in our bed.

Not yet. Not today. I will not give in, nor abandon hope. Not yet, my love.

Burning with the Eternal Flame, The need to learn and create. I can not rest, nor wait; An Empire there to claim.