Poetry Anthology 1.
Crawling out of bed each morning
The circles of hawks never leaving your head
Had trouble sleeping
With her sitting on your chest.
Drag yourself through the wreckage of your mind
Hurling debris against the white washed walls
Crimson stained glass
And tears stained skin
Her, always her
On your mind, in your heart, never fading
Reminiscing on the green green grass
Your shelter from the ominous storm
Gone, you realize
As your shirt soaks with memories
As your skin is drenched with pain
What can you remember of those blue eyes?
Black and white images of laughter and lies and tears and love
She’s jumping through your head
Twisting the wires that held sanity together
Anxious breathing.
She mouth her words
Luscious pink imbedded in the corners of your mind
As soon as it came it disappeared
Never letting it touch the stone you call a heart.
Crawling out of bed each morning
The circles of hawks never leaving your head
Had trouble sleeping
With her sitting on your chest.