On Continuity

One... two... three... what is there for you to see? Will there be a bubbly bee— bringer of positivity, yet with bite, oh, so feisty. Four... five... six... what is there for you to seek? Is there a bullet-size hole where some light will somehow leak— to free the words you cannot speak? Seven... eight...… Continue reading On Continuity

I m p r i n t

You carry a bloodline that has survived years of hunger and hate, a mutating gene that has conquered thousands of decaying dates, the sturdy roots of forefathers who had lived for your beginning, the dauntless bones and bricks of humans who valued breathing. Survivor is long imprinted in your veins. You are born to break limiting… Continue reading I m p r i n t

Shoe Shopping

tattered by sand and mud, kissed by shrapnels and bombs, we are always ready to fight, to shot, to combat. shined until twinkling as stars, worn to exude power and class, we are as high as timeless sky, ready to slay a gal or guy. made as comfy as a cloud, displayed as chic, never… Continue reading Shoe Shopping

Between My Bleeding Lines’ Readers: NJ

Dear Bravery Dear Bravery, Why do you hide? Do not be afraid of me. Me being around is not necessarily a bad thing. I am good at times and needed too. But if you hide and disappear and vanish into the darkness, the humans we reside in will see no light. They will forever be a… Continue reading Between My Bleeding Lines’ Readers: NJ

Love the Way You Hate

How your eyebrows rise when I start to speak. How your mouth tries to swallow your envy's upcoming leak. How I love to see your angered-colored face. How I admire how you contain such hateful maze. And in case you haven't heard it yet, you got to love before you can hate. — Note: I am… Continue reading Love the Way You Hate

Senseless: A Sept*

Think before you start to speak, curse, talk, judge. Don’t be one senseless man. — Photo credit: Unsplash In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 18. --- The Sept is a simple invented form patterned after the number 7. The Sept is: a heptastich, a poem in 7 lines. syllabic, 1-2-3-4-3-2-1 syllables in each line. unrhymed.

Sharp: A Shadorma*

Powerful tongue as sharp as sword. Spit slashing strong words of life, death, destruction and hope. Please use it wisely. — Photo credit: Unsplash In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 5. --- The Shadorma is a simple syllabic verse form Theated by James Neill Northe that is most effective when written using strong words or phrases. The… Continue reading Sharp: A Shadorma*