Love’s Residue

The flowers had welted The vase was bone dry Although her eyes weren’t Empty tissue boxes filled her trash can Her appetite had vanished The pain was too strong She was evaporating in despair Wasn’t she enough She gave her all Tried her best To be the partner he’d truly admire Even though her friends…

An Unbalanced Apology

She cradled them Delicate bulbs resting in the crook of her elbow Seemed to weigh a ton Probably costed him a pretty coin If it was any other day, She’d be happy If the bouquet was for another reason She’d be smiling But this wasn’t any other day And it wasn’t for another reason He…

A Farmer of Words

Writing a book is akin to planting seeds. Each seed grows at different rates Some seeds sprout faster Some seeds bear fruit quicker Ideas birthed in mind and Planted on paper Not all flow easily like rushing rivers after a storm Day by day Sometimes year by year The words will come The sentences will…

Work Ethic Times Three

Work, work, work Grind, grind, grind Having to do three times the work For half the shine Hustle, hustle, hustle Move, move, move There’s no time to squander You have to act with haste The starting line is flexible Shifting when you enter the race Fairness and equality isn’t a privilege you get to taste…

Embers

The night was cold But there was warmth between them The same heat that ignited when She matched eyes with him that first time they shared a space An accidental meeting turned into a relationship that spanned years Two and a half to be exact The duration was vivid in her mind Images so strong…

Like Me

Overpowered with a strong desire to read She took a trip to her local bookstore In search of a potion to subdue her need She skimmed the shelves and scoured the aisles Hunting down a cover with a character To her dismay a problem arised She had difficulty locating a character that matched her outter…

Host

Five minutes later her tears dried the crack in her heart  swelled He was a leech Its was true but she loved him even though she was his host

Float

  Float away with me Above the trees Over the mountains So we can dream About what Destiny has planned For us Through the years       Photography by: Aaron Burden

Where I’m From

  I’m from land that flows with mountains of proud people full of hope. A continent that is enveloped and blessed with the riches from the creator of mankind, That produced the trail of the first grandparents of the human race. Slave ships carrying hundreds of kidnapped people to a foreign land. This is where…