Peter Pan flew away back to Neverland and maybe one day Wendy will say that she found herself a real man I have a feeling thousands of poets could have written this one, but I’ve had it in the poetry vault for a while, so why the hell not just post it 😉
Tag Archives: micro-poetry
Start Again
It’s okay to start again to shed layers of decay shake off the old weights chase the joy of lifeawaken Some relationships run their course Some careers need to end New locations await discovery New people to become old friend
Around the House
Let’s get drunk    make out on the couch Strip off our worries    buck around the house Burn off the energy    release our pains Lovers letting loose    at the end of long days 🦊 I changed one letter in the fourth line (I’m sure you’ll work the original)🦊
Supernova
I felt my heart collapsinglike a supernovaand I realisedthere’s only so much energyone can expendbefore your body gives out
Dark Crown
He decorates my hair with stars andcrowns me the queen of his heart What he doesn’t realise is that I’m the queen of the damnedand by loving mehe had sentenced his heart to torment
Sipping
She writes as though she’s drunk stumbling around on high heelscigarette in one hand mouth ready for a kiss I’d kiss her if she wanted  but she’s never noticed mesitting here sipping onher intoxicating words
Halo
I’ll be your angel – hold you hostage with my killer halo while you undo me with your wicked smile
Beneath
Beneath the insecurities I let you see I hope you glean the remarkable in me I know I show you all my mistakes underneath it all, I have what it takes So, take a chance and bet on me I’ll make it through, just wait and see This simple poem’s lines can be read forwardsContinueContinue reading “Beneath”
Touched
Artist: Henry Asencio, Los Angeles, 1971 Henry Asencio another man touched my bare skin today as I lay on a massage tableand it didn’t feel right as his hand slid over my backso I ran home for the remedy – I was only made to be touched by you
Weather
My best friend moves with the weather while I sit there trying to talk down the storm
