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dragons in the night

The sounds of night alarm me
Crick, crack
Movement tip toeing on the tin roof
Is it a possum or a dragon
My mind cannot see shapes so it makes its own
That use to be a tree, but now it is a person spying on me
How do I make sense of it all
Just like nightmares, the shadows warp my fears
I imagine surrender
The waving of the white flag
But something fights in me
Reminding me what's real
I cannot let them win
So I lean on my next inhale and open the bin
To hiss at the possums playing with trash
Get out of here
Be gone, I say
I have slayed the dragon
So now they must obey.
Posted in My Poetry

Tash Sultana

That freedom
It inspires me
Her spirit lifts me 
All I can feel is her song in my breath
Telling me to breathe.
How can she let go?
She strikes me fearless 
But I don't care.

If fear is what it takes

Then let me be the first to open the door

Because I want her freedom.

I want it in my skin

My heart is begging for a chance
To be seen for more.
Give me that care free
Give me that dream
Because she is fire
So let me breathe in my desire.

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Who needs drugs when we have words?

Things that drip off our soul in the dark of night
Beautiful like stars they shine for us
Grasping, flailing I seek them
Lovingly I reach for them, but their dance is ever lasting
I cannot hold them
Yet I feel them in the air
Breathing in
Breathing out
I taste them
I’m alive with them
Only for a moment
Do I share a dance with them
A partnership that will move a lifetime
I want to be in their embrace
Because all I am is theirs
The silence is unbearable without them
So let them drip off my soul
And drink from my hope
They’re calling for me