She drowned slowly slivering silence
Calculating countless conundrums cultivating cries
There tasteless breath timed through temper
Malicious mirrors of mighty mist marked her
Play parts of patterns as she was left drowning
She slivers in silence, dissapearing
Monday, December 7, 2015
Sunday, November 8, 2015
Constitutional Law Anagram Poem
Concurring topics vary through substantive due process
Withhold from corporations shaped by the fourteenth amendment
Constellations of interstate commerce form a new doctrine
Protecting public health
These laws vow to regulate citizenship and safety
Privileges and immunities or "miss ties and privilege unit m"
"M" stands for meters
Meters, kilometers, miles can't and won't measure these cases
They can't and will not measure a person's equality
No math can measure
Nor can a parchment of paper
constitute equal rights
It should be known
We are and always have been equal
Withhold from corporations shaped by the fourteenth amendment
Constellations of interstate commerce form a new doctrine
Protecting public health
These laws vow to regulate citizenship and safety
Privileges and immunities or "miss ties and privilege unit m"
"M" stands for meters
Meters, kilometers, miles can't and won't measure these cases
They can't and will not measure a person's equality
No math can measure
Nor can a parchment of paper
constitute equal rights
It should be known
We are and always have been equal
She Couldn't Do It
She barely could make it
Her lips quivered, trembling with doubt
She couldn't do it as much as she tried
She couldn't leave them
They were her home
Somewhere
Maybe, she would found a place for herself
But right now she needed them
Has she grown
Perhaps not
Perhaps she is afraid to leave her bubble
Perhaps she is afraid to live
Perhaps she isn't even alive
Her lips quivered, trembling with doubt
She couldn't do it as much as she tried
She couldn't leave them
They were her home
Somewhere
Maybe, she would found a place for herself
But right now she needed them
Has she grown
Perhaps not
Perhaps she is afraid to leave her bubble
Perhaps she is afraid to live
Perhaps she isn't even alive
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Lie After Lie
Lie after countless lie
I believed
When the truth was told
Denied
I didn't see it coming
I want to trust you
I do
But lie after lie
I promise
I'll be your friend
If you can be mine
Just remember
Lie after lie
Hurt after hurt
I believed
I believed
When the truth was told
Denied
I didn't see it coming
I want to trust you
I do
But lie after lie
I promise
I'll be your friend
If you can be mine
Just remember
Lie after lie
Hurt after hurt
I believed
Monday, September 28, 2015
Complements to Friends and Family
I like your silliness- the different world you see between the eyes.
I like your artistic ability-The way you capture a world, through brush or camera.
I like your intelligence- The way you understand things through math and words.
I like your friendliness- The way you are able to make a friend within a blink of an eye
I like your kindness- Always so welcoming and kind to everyone you meet.
I like your ambition- Always working so hard and accomplishing a lot
I like both of your tech skills- The way you are able to comprehend electronics is a skill I wish I had.
I like the way you want to understand the world and traveled here is so brave.
I like your artistic ability-The way you capture a world, through brush or camera.
I like your intelligence- The way you understand things through math and words.
I like your friendliness- The way you are able to make a friend within a blink of an eye
I like your kindness- Always so welcoming and kind to everyone you meet.
I like your ambition- Always working so hard and accomplishing a lot
I like both of your tech skills- The way you are able to comprehend electronics is a skill I wish I had.
I like the way you want to understand the world and traveled here is so brave.
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
My Enemy
His breath was inches away
His prickly beard brushed against my gentle skin
I wanted to escape
I did
Because at that moment I recognized him flawless in my
memories
My enemy
The one who killed my dad
Hugging me
I couldn’t
I wouldn’t
But there I was hugging him back
The Phone Call
She waited for the phone call
Waited and waited
The phone rang
But who was there?
Who was she waiting for?
She answered the phone
They were coming at 6pm
Wait, what time were they coming?
Too late
They hung up
Click- click
Redialing the number
Who is this?
Oh it’s my daughter
Why did you call?
I called?
Goodbye
She sits on the couch
Waiting and waiting
There is empty silence weighing on repeat
She picks up the phone again…
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