Poetry

31-Day Poem: Day Twenty-Three

That Which Has a Right to Confuse My thoughts have traveled many crooked paths that have somehow led straight to her. My emotions the same as they line up in a neat order, beginning with fear. Why do I feel as if I could fall and would enjoy the fear of falling? Is that why… Continue reading 31-Day Poem: Day Twenty-Three

Poetry

31-Day Poem: Day Twenty-Two

To a Time for Chaos to Arrange The tips of her highlighted brown hair slip past her petite, silk shoulders as her glance sways to find me. Her semi-loose outfit seems expensive, but only because she is wearing it. Her Cleopatra liner streaks thin from her courageous ocean eyes as the glimmering waves entrance every… Continue reading 31-Day Poem: Day Twenty-Two