O how Ruefully I pine For mi pueblito perdido, What I wouldn’t give, To be young again, And happy as I was back then. Maria,…
Leave a CommentO how Ruefully I pine For mi pueblito perdido, What I wouldn’t give, To be young again, And happy as I was back then. Maria,…
Leave a CommentPoetry comes on to thee a vacant toward my fantasy willing to cut the cheese we stand upright in its make believe what we are…
1 CommentI’d sacrifice my own happiness, to see you smile and laugh. It’s worth more than words. I’d make myself miserable, if it kept you from…
1 Commenti see the shadows crawling behind my eyes stalling out normal sight hauling away my rational mind losing love without a fight relax- just relax,…
2 CommentsFar away is where I am A lonely realm of wasted promises to myself I was gone before you knew it A story untold before…
6 Commentsfault in the seems desire to pity falsetto dreams admire the pretty – collectively worn as a lost iron eye synthetically born with the…
6 CommentsThe river flows out to the sea Carrying lost memories Memories I used to be And I’m better off without them My darling says…
Leave a CommentI go back, Though sometimes it’s filled with pain, I go back, ’Cos nothing will be the same, Precious places I first knew, When life…
2 CommentsIt washed over me, this wave of utter. Just washed away my face and my little boy smile. I am washed away washed away. Can…
2 CommentsGun to my head Racing thoughts As I tense the trigger The air lingers Heart pounds Cold steel pressed upon My face, claiming The vacuum…
1 CommentThe Duke’s Of Wolcott Written by: Mario Vitale The Duke’s Of Wolcott Take me back to a time well spent running the bases thought I…
Leave a CommentVictor stumbles into the room faster than his mind’s ability to assess what had just occurred. Sweat drips down his face as he pants heavily…
9 CommentsOn this note i scribble down my last lines of text my finale of words No more scraping for fitting words no spinning the wheel…
Leave a CommentMeadow Maiden, fair, Wildflowers in her hair, Dances in the valley, Tip-toes on the air. Clothed in summer leaves, Her soul does ride the breeze, Eyes…
2 CommentsSometimes, all we need are the right words, to fix a broken heart or end the hurt. To mend a gash in your soul, or…
Leave a CommentPieces of what I know sparkle like glass, refusing to coalesce into concrete thoughts My fingers reach the words, but fail to download them into…
1 CommentWhen I was young, I was so carefree, At least that’s how It seems to me, Ain’t it sad How things turn out to be?…
3 CommentsToday I looked towards the sky. I was captured by the clouds and taken away. I was reminded of the expansive nature of our…
Leave a CommentNight Stalker his passing is a slither of silk on velvet, no more his shadow, an amorphous imprint upon the door no gods will stop…
Leave a CommentI went back there tonight the only place I don’t feel alone. You, who left my side, how I wanted to see your smile, to…
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