Poem: Ornate Wooden Box – 09/03/20

What’s in the wooden box? An ornate engraved chest – Does it promise me treasure? Diamonds, jewels, gold? It must with any luck.   I approach the container with trepidation, My fingers tremble with delicious anticipation, And the tremor which should rile me awfully Pushes me forth: The adrenaline is potent.   What will I [...]

Poem: Overlooked – 06/03/20

We so often overlook those who should be treasured in our lives, those stoic, and brave, and loving, and loyal, who are there for us to lean upon, exclusive and selective, they’ve been chosen and choose to be continually here for us.   Yet our hearts pull away, they are failing in many measures, to [...]

Poem: Holding Charge – 05/03/20

Will I hold charge? I wonder.  Will electricity pass through me and back out to them? I contemplate how my mind will handle the surging volts, Will it crumble or will it take the brunt?   Perhaps they do not know precisely what they are doing, How to discover whether the procedure is a success? [...]