Images painted in my mind, a cliche phrase or a clever turn of words. I am always afraid of being the former. I come home and write. Get up and write. And all my words My need to get them out Can seem so worthless in the blink of an eye in the span of …
Category: Poetry
Reasons
You know I don't care if you like my verse Though I will admit it is nice I don't write it for you or your approval I write for the fear that I will drown in a sea of ideas I write because of I fear the words would burst out of my chest and I …
Nighttime
The drips and drops of the once and future Florida rain Beat out a rhythm that carries me into the night The last bits of wine drowning out the day that turned into night Before my work was done Cars pause and then burst forward making the turn By my little corner lot of heaven …
It is
Love, they say should never hurt. Never make you cry or cut your soul, Maybe those that say it have never been in love, Cause love hurts and burns us so everyday Love cuts you so deep and fills you with so many desires You don’t know which way is up And which way to …
Washing
I miss reading my poetry to you letting my words roll over you before they hit anyone else knowing that sharing them with you meant something to us both you said you loved me but there were so many things not working and the two things that keep my heart beating You and my work …
Another Momma Song
She gave me life, She never let me know how insane I was, Or made me grow mean instead of up, She still takes me to the dentist, And lets me get teddy bears to hold and cuddle, She laughs with me, and loves my friends, bears with my animals, She talks and cries with …
Welcome
I will always welcome the rain On New Year's Day. Always welcome the tears from heaven to cleanse away all the things I cannot name but hold me back all the same I would dance naked in this rain In all the tears And salt from heaven's eye Just to let it all go and …
Raindrops Thoughts
I do not give up, but sometimes I need to give in to let my fears and the tears they generate out. I am only one person who does the best she can and gets up everyday and tries to do it a little better than she did before. I want a life with more sunshine …
but sometimes it’s easy
A bit of poetry to give you some hope...Thank you to Chester Maynes.
Ode to a lost phone
My phone went AWOL. No idea where it when. Or where it needed to go. We never talked about its wants and needs. It was always all about me. I used it and never thought of it as anything more than a phone. I know it did more than that. Was more than that.. I …
Lucinda Rose 