Monotone Life

Trapped in a world I no longer recognize

where love is vanquished and dreams seize to exist

Confined in a world lacking true emotion

where day-to-day existence is robotic,

one foot in front of the other down a path to nowhere.

If I were cut would I bleed?

What would it take to create tears in my eyes again?

To have true joy spill from my heart?

I vaguely remember those feelings,

if I try hard enough, I can recall what love felt like

can pretend for a moment to be bathed in it

before reality rushes back in and  its extinguished.

Stuck in a world that reads more like a textbook than a novel,

looks more like a black and white silent film

than a vibrant, full-color, action-packed flick.

Trapped, confined, stuck

I know there must be a way out

but I don’t even know the words that would need to be written

to rewrite the story, to alter the course.

NOT a love poem

Trying not to write a love poem Continue reading NOT a love poem

My Brief Respite in the Woods

green blanket of leaves.JPGdark cracked mud beneath my footsteps

a canopy of green above my head,

held up by sturdy, rugged trunks,

a carpet of green everywhere

aside from the winding dirt path I follow.

The green is made so much more vivid Continue reading My Brief Respite in the Woods

Pet Project

I have been noticing a welcome influx as of late of people visiting my page and liking my poems, thank you new visitors and friends!

Now, if I could ask of all of you a favor? Please take a few moments to peruse my collection of poems and let me know if one inspires you or if you discover a favorite. I have decided to start working on collecting all of my best into a book of poetry and it would be VERY helpful to have some input.

Thanks!

The musings of a 30-something, urban, single mother

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