the tracks of my tears
Some people say I cry easily. I guess it’s true. I feel things deeply. And I have no problem letting those deep feelings overflow in the form of big,…
deep loneliness runs through me like a river
I feel deep loneliness at the core of my being. It’s part of me. It runs through me and my life like a river. I observe it and know…
empty pages
Awwww, go on then, read the poem… empty pages ©2016 punkie empty pages empty pages blank for ages begging for a thought mock my brain drive me insane ideas…
even in prison there’s space between the bars
quarantine a short poem by punkie quarantine fearful others choke and smother the right to seek and find destroy fine art and break our hearts with…
beware the charming king of swords and his evil pair of queens
a nurse her re rhyme ©2015 by punkie the king is in the parlour, pissed off at his sister the queens are in the pantry finding ways to…
10 things i’m grateful for today 140908
Yesterday just after sunset the horizon was mix of black and blue, silhouetted trees, fading light and the promise of tomorrow. Last night the moon shone through my window and…
I Found the Future in a Brown Paper Bag
Of these four, which one doesn’t fit: rug, egg, drum, sex? I remember the question. I remember the answer. But I’ll be damned if I remember the rest of the…
Dead to the World
eyes open. a thought bubbles to the surface: “i’m awake.” awareness skips across my consciousness forcing me to stir. i resist. i burrow deeper into the folds of the duvet. i…
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loving words at sunset
My Mom, Patti, soon to be eighty-five and in the advanced stages of Alzheimer’s disease, can’t really carry on a “sensible” conversation anymore. Mom’s friend Gaby is ninety-seven. While Mom…
You Are the Wind Beneath My Wings
“DITTO!” was all it took to bring tears to me eyes. You wouldn’t think one word at the end of a tweet from someone you don’t “know,” retweeted by someone…