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Winter Haiku
Whiteness all around,
Crunching sounds escape the ground;
Breath forms in the sky.

On a Flower in the Snow

In midst of the frozen ground,
Stands one last symbol of hope.
The royal colors bright despite a
White cover raining down upon it.

Harshness that was meant
To destroy - tear down -
Could not seep into
The unfrozen stems.

Through pain
The royal
Head stands,
Proudly alive.

None
Can
Drain
The
Life-blood
From
It's
Veins.

Alone Again
Are you ready to be alone again,
My friend?
For the long days in silence that seem
Never to end.
For the crying yourself to sleep
In your pillow
So your roommate cannot hear
Your sorrow.

They said they understood,
It would
Never be that way again.
You misunderstood,
This pain is caused by their hands
Just as before
When you were young and the
Same pain bore.

Now put your head up dear;
Stand strong.
"Night comes before the dawn" and
Night is long
But you still carry on, this night
Will end.
Am I ready to be alone again?
No, I miss my friends.

Russian Roulette

Metal glistens in my hand,

Like the sparkle of the sun

Reflecting off a car at dusk.

My shoulders are heavy

With the weight of the world.

I know this is the solution

To all my problems.

The answer is light,

Compared to the burden

Tied tight to my back,

And overwhelming my mind.

They scream at me not to,

As I spin the chamber -

Clicking as it turns.

As the waves of the ocean

After a storm, I am calm.

Clicking and screaming

Fall on dead ears

As I pull the trigger back.

Numb
I feel numb.

Is my heart even beating?

Faintly now, 

Thump-thump 

My fingertips are cold,

The blood barely gliding 

Through the smallest cell.

Take my hand, dear,

And warm me up.

Relation

I.
She lived among the fairy girls
Dancing and prancing
Nary a care in the world.
II.
Young lovers caught her eye
Using and abusing,
And left her, battered and empty.
III.
A handsome prince went to her door
Knocking and beating,
Begging for her delicate hand.
IV.
But fantasy turned to nightmare
Sneaking and lying
Her prince was a fraud, and inside she was dying.
V.
Long nights turned to cloudy days
Sighing and crying
As five little beings laughed and played.
VI.
Older now, her children gone,
Loving and breaking,
She’d finally had enough of him.
VII.
And now she lives among her fairy friends.

Of All the Things

Of all the people in my life that would hurt me,
I never thought you’d be one.
Of all those that would let me down,
To you, I always wanted to run.
Of all the heartbreak I would have to endure
I thought it was you I could trust.
Of all the things that could have been done,
Our relationship has been turned to dust.

I want you back, daddy.

Vilanelle

Shambles.

My life is a house set on fire,

I watch as the frame crumbles.

Beneath me the ground rumbles,

My fate becomes that of my home: dire

Shambles.

I run away and my feet, the house, trample.

Yet, I stand in the same place, viewing things transpire.

I watch as the frame crumbles.

A crazy man, struggles to put out the light, humbles

Himself to save the burning pieces before they expire.

Shambles.

I watch him, warily, as he fumbles

The dying light of my life, uninspired.

Shambles.

I watch as the frame crumbles.

Sonnet: Dreams of a Child

When I was young it was my dream to get married.

I drew a picture of myself walking down the aisle.

My groom is tall and handsome, smiling while I'm gliding.

Mom dabs her eyes and dad beams while holding my hand.

We dance all night, locked tight in each others arms.

I dream the night with no end, the moon shining bright.

We leave to fly to distant lands; my life begins anew.

But, those were only dreams from the mind of a child.

I grew up, as children do, when a man broke me.

Love ever lasting was something I gave up belief in

When my best friend kissed and lied to me again.

But now, what if I've found him, My true prince charming?

What if now, my childish dreams can come true soon?

Nightmares

My flesh is on fire,

And my lungs are desperate.

        While I stand and watch,

                             One by one

  My family is killed.    

  Then the ground rumbles

And my friends are swallowed

                            Into the belly of the earth.

        Spiders crawl out of every crevice.

Someone is hunting me down.

        And I’m on my death bed; lying

                            All by myself.

But, I think, what I’m most afraid of

        Is that I will give up on

Struggling to survive. And one day

                            I’ll take my life.