The beach was broken. There wasn’t much of a shore to explore At least at first... Further on the path Around the bend And through a mangrove forest There was some sand for my toes. And waves to rinse away All the residue that has been clinging To every step I take, weighing down Thought, … Continue reading Broken Beaches
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Sweet Face
Sweet facade, angel face Demon's anger burning deep Ready, waiting willing to erupt, to release fire and pain. So say it one more time just once more tell me, I am too nice.
For My Sisters…
For my sisters around the world... You need to hear this, remember it and learn from it. You may think what I am about to say is too harsh that there is a more delicate way to put what it. There is, but being gentle and hiding behind euphemisms has only created more victims. … Continue reading For My Sisters…
Fire Water
Fire water fuels waiting demons waiting for release,waiting to attack and deny, deny you sanity love and companionship dredging anger, venom from all the places where you shove it Cramming vile & grotesque thoughts fermented perfectly with that one last beer..
Lucinda Rose 