Words – Page 5 – Peppermint Sunshine

After All This Time

She wasn’t going to come She knew he’d be there The man that got down on one knee and asked Her to be with him from now to eternity After all those months had passed he looked the same Intelligence and desire Made of muscle and bone The churn of her stomach The fire upon…

Good Things

Good things come to those that Work for it. Photography by: Andrew illarionov

A New Creation

Two uniquely different individuals Became one His body was hers Her body was his His failures were hers Her struggles were his His gains were her’s and they melded their love into an imperishable fortress That made the walls of Jericho envious. Time brought upon its trials Battering their stone barrier Threatening the pull them…

Unspoken

‘What are you thinking,’ He quietly asked. She bit her lip Not knowing what to say All the responses in mind her told her to be honest, To tell him her worries And all her regrets The things that happened in the past and All the things that caused her unrest She looked at him…

Individual

I won’t feed your ego Or sugarcoat your ills I’m a real person with my own ideals Don’t flick through my clothes And tell me what to wear Don’t scan through my pictures And tell me how to do my hair I’m not your puppet And how that makes you feel, I really don’t care….

Foe

Don’t twist the key Don’t pop the lock Don’t let her in Don’t linger in her doubt Don’t listen to her venomous words Don’t trust her rantings She’s not your friend She’s up to no good You can’t be you If you’re playing with her She’ll pull you down Drown you in her lake of…

Climb

Let 2016’s mistakes sweat out of your system Like last night’s champagne Let last years downfalls stay at the bottom of that mountain You just climbed. Stand at the peak, feeling your strength surge through your veins like electricity Embrace 2017 Fight like a warrior Reign like royalty

Done

Get off your knees Don’t beg and plead Climb to your feet You had your cake And did what you did I just want to make sure Your eyes are watching When I leave Unknown Photographer

Girl’s Best Friend

Four legs, floppy ears And littered with spots He may be mute But he talks a lot Not in words and sentences But silence-shattering barks and high pitch yelps Beckoning my attention Like a toddler of sort Sometimes I call him monkey And maybe even homie But mostly I call him My best friend, The…

Ready?

She bit her nails Brimming with vexation As the clock stroked twelve The defining moment had come to pass Was she still a girl Or a woman, at last She picked up the stick and read the clear words Still feeling like a girl Although in nine months time She was going to bring life…