Poetry

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Today I feel Beautiful

Today I feel beautiful, and fragile Tragic Exposed; waiting for the bomb to hit. Life has been wonderful to me, Yet I am full of doubt, apprehension.

A Motorcycle

I am an awful poet

A Ticking Clock

A ticking clock, Yesterday’s socks. I float in A state of listless desire Hearts to mend And break What about mine? In limbo I eclipse my indecision Wracked with the guilt

What's Left

Our Joy a faint memory Was it even real? Can’t let go Gradual let down Slowly we revert and heal Facing the truth A growing divide Waiting, Pushing, Striving Futile, Too Far

Ecstacy

Feeling full, Erupting in love Reaching out and touching Feeling, seeing, smelling, tasting As if for the first time, Understanding. The rush, The passion, Building, Enveloping.

The Giant

Tainted Potential How tightly the ribbon that bonds Can weave instead in defense, At the slightest of upset. I yearn for connection, Open, honest communication of souls Yet I am a giant