Category Archives: #doubt

SEPIA MIA

a creeping chill throws me cold: t he
skies have t urn SEPIA AND i completely

utterly melt into each word

birth’d — this elegie betrays the poet;

a confession unburdens the Spirit — you

are reading about the me of ‘i’ have always

loved you |mia /i shall meet you again to-now
within the theater of my Soul sure, sometimes
i have concern for the world as it continues
to devour my Feelings and sensibilities.

when can i love you again?

:: 03.24.2020 ::


A SUNNY MORNING

I ate the thoughts of belief
upon a sunny morning;  just
me and I, defined by hands
wringing doubt

I found the meaning of every
moment — dark;  a love letter
of life never written and a
soul of white heat

It kept my tears neat

So, I ate the thoughts of belief
upon a sunny morning!

Just me and doubt.
:: – ::


ONE HAND OF DIRT

a sense of doubt!
those bent smiles
of privileged nothing!
imitating life
when i buried them,
their faces frowned
but the beautiful song
of not knowing life!
I am too strong
for regretting
the battle won!

:: 02-17-2015 ::