What A Thought

I told myself, no,no,and no.
I’ll never be in love.
But then I found you, and oh ho ho,
am I floating high above!
My bitter cynicism said
Don’t fall for treacherous, deceitful love,
that want to wed,
that sneaky hidden crow within a dove.
So I followed my instinct to never to be fooled
and let love push me around
pressing on me its [...]

The Stranger

Your eyes looked over me,
legs walked by.
You stood taller than me,
red,but why?
Why did you spend those many days
kicking persons out of your way
and thinking you were king of the hills
when all your act was a petty fill
in your empty life?
You were looking for something you didn’t find.

I never knew you, drifter.
In the end you gave [...]

Died

When I think of death, I dont think of tears. I don’t think of blood, or worms, or rotting bodies. I don’t think of heaven, I don’t think of hell. I don’t believe humans should think of death as an end, but rather as a beginning.
I think…Death is the renewal of magic in the air, [...]

Heather On Writing a Poem

limericks, poems, writing, heather, funny, rhyming,

Heather Feather

There once was an odd Heather Feather
Who believed that her skill could be better.
She said with a frown
“My writing must drown.”
And hoped very much for bad weather.

Your Face

I’ve grown accustomed to your face,
I don’t want to leave this place
Now that I know you’re here.
I’ve waited much too long
to leave your side in song
I’ve grown accustomed to your face.
Now I don’t want to go home
I know what waits for me
and it’s so unfair
you won’t be there.
I miss you more everyday
with every blink my [...]

Annel the Anomaly

Annel always wears her polka dots
and she looks like Barbie on a yacht.
But soon you will see,
she’s not a plain bee
And is always unique by a lot.

Dirge of Innocence

Dirge of Innocence

Innocence, who followed me around from birth,
today I closed the door
on your face.
I let others step all over you,
and now you’re gone,
left behind.

The world is a more emptier place
now that you’re gone.
But I’ve found things that otherwise
would have only been dreams forgone.

Forgive me, Innocence,
for my bleached skin
is stained.
Intense defenses have failed to clear
that [...]