Momma’s Violin

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Momma would pick up the violin

When her heart was breaking.

And the strings she would play

Until her fingers,

They were aching.

And her tears

Made the melody

Flow from her soul.

Even though I was young,

I felt it in my blood.

The love and the hate.

The longing and yearning

As it echoed from impossible

Depths.

Each note

Bleeding

Out

From the

Fissures

Of her

Heart.

Forever

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I must write today.
I must paint the sun
In rhymes.
Or not.
I must urge you to taste the
Rain
With your heart.
Become the air as it dances with
The leaves of the trees.
I ask you to
Close your eyes
And
Let a cloud roll
Off
Your tongue.
Sense the heat of the sun
As it plays on your skin.
Take notice as the ink amuses itself in your

Mind,
Leaving every word a memory indelibly

Impressed upon your soul.
Forever a part of you.

I’ve Crawled, I’ve Clawed

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I’ve crawled.
I’ve clawed my way out.
Feel like I’m barely coming up for air.

I’ve screamed so loud in silence.
I’ve begged and pleaded.
Still barely breathing.

And it seems I’m just invisible.
A reflection of nothing there,
A ghost as thin as air.

Wondering if I’ve ever really been or am I just a

Dream.

A figment of my imagination
Or somebody else’s creation.

But I can hear myself breathing.

I

Feel the blood beating through my veins.
Is there any life inside of me?
Does any flicker of light remain?

Prism

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I step out of the shadows

Into the moonlight.

As I gaze into you,

I see the broken

Splinters

Of my heart

Reflected upon your face.

They

Sparkle like sunlight through a

Prism.

I am dancing moon glitter.

Full of color

And light.

My reflection,

In you

I shine so bright.

And at this very moment I see my beauty

As you see me.

As I have never seen myself before.

And here in the moonlight,

Together,

We move to the rhythm

Of a timeless

Song.

The

Stars

And the

Universe

Mingling

With our souls.

All,

Together

Becoming

Infinity.