Poetry Blog by trixtex
Do.RoThy on You once asked me why I loved you (Mon, 9 Dec 2019 02:34 am)
on Meditation on My Happy Place (Wed, 6 Nov 2019 08:23 pm)
Don't look back
don't ever do that
the past lives there
with its wild despair,
its puddles of pity
all dark and gritty.
There's joy there too,
and patches of blue.
The mean ol' reds,
where you lost your head.
A kaleidescope of feeling
to keep you reeling.
Be where you stand,
see what's at hand:
marvels to see,
new ways to be,
colors so cle...
Tuesday 28th January 2020 5:20 am
as the world rewinds
and we forget
Traps are set
the unwary will fall
Those left standing
will weep in the knowing
The way was lost
through greed and lust
Communion of souls
abandoned for fear
Learn to love
Learn to share
or we will fall
Tuesday 21st January 2020 3:28 am
Wednesday 11th December 2019 5:53 pm
You once asked me why I loved you.
I didn’t know what to say.
Because you are kind,
like a viper, killing quickly.
Or because you’re wicked smart,
like a jungle cat stalking its prey.
Because you see me, deeply,
that much is true.
I didn’t know what to say,
so I didn’t say anything at all.
In the silence that has settled
in the ye...
Monday 9th December 2019 12:01 am
when my pencil hits the paper
and my brain begins to race,
my hand cannot keep up
with the unruly pace.
my scribbles become springs
bouncing up and down the page
with an energy quite erratic,
full of angst, or joy, or rage.
I submit myself to thee,
oh Goddess of the pen!
I beg for illumination,
for the power to go within
to unearth the sticky...
Wednesday 27th November 2019 5:28 am
I push away the ending of the day
when I gaze in the mirror
cleaning my teeth
back and forth
back and forth
repetitive motion, much like the day’s comings
a reflection of the darker side of boredom
when the house feels not like a home,
so very still and empty of life,
I hear the cars passing on the freeway,
while all is...
Monday 25th November 2019 5:14 pm
The world struts and saunters with its many wide wonders
but nothing compares to my happy place
My thoughts still and slow and I let things go
when I rest inside my happy place
My fancies run wild and I feel like a child
when I play within my happy place
I build mind castles and deflate mighty hassles
when I scheme inside my happy place
I feel sad and alone, so...
Wednesday 6th November 2019 8:07 pm
Tomorrow comes never
Today will always last
Yesterday is a figment of imagination,
an insubstantial past.
What will I do with this endless now?
Claw backward searching for things that are lost?
Live in search of memories long gone,
chasing ghosts, no matter the cost?
I’ve been down that road —
it travels an endless loop,
repeating the same scenery
Wednesday 6th November 2019 7:54 pm