morning rainsong

I woke up to the rain pounding the pavement
streaming out of the storm drains
ting, ting, plop, plop, ting, ting, plop, plop
I took it in in one breath
rolling over tucking my chin deep into my pink sheets
I should be like the rain
filling the world with mellifluous music
instead I take a peppermint bath
sinking deeper into the chorus of nature
what will become of the day
I do not know
but I will take it on with an innate since of calm

Tequila mockingbird

Long walks under the  moon when the lights turn out
empty rooms vacant where love was once found
Tequila mockingbird
Just for those deep emotions to be heard
hiding under the cover of strength
we all become naked under the laws of a fifth
He asked me what I'm sippin on
while I laid on his front lawn
a little taste
a little something for those tears to waste
too proud to say I miss you
 to proud to say it's not just you
independence can leave you lonely
a cold heart not concerned with what we should be
a family broken
two paths unkindly chosen
a ripple that effects things that can't be seen on this  night
thoughts that will reveal themselves once I take flight
my heart wasn't ready for this change
tequila mockingbird the adult way to mask this pain

handshake with my vices

Forgive me body
For I have trespassed against you
"Do it Do it" she whispers
Temptation feels good
like getting fingered under the table in public
oh but I shouldn't
inhale relief exhale health
Tobacco old enemy dance with me
"sniff some more who are you to fight me"
my vices are the only thing that invite me
excite me, ignite me
Forgive me body
my youth says I'll live forever
recklessly if I have to
a slave to the fire's light
please want me and touch me like you mean it
desperation picks at my skin
Oh God I can't stop
Forgive me as I get entangled with my struggles
it feel so good to drown my sorrows
to drown in my sorrows
Forgive me  body this won't be the last time

southern summer

Scorching hot babes bask in the summer sun
naked skin polishing the grass
the heat picks their faces and melts their skin
toxins drip off your fingers and the land has a drink
a dip in the pool to keep your mind cool
your lungs feel heavy
this hell shouldn't feel so good
you think as you lick vanilla ice cream off your thighs
you are never to old to run after the ice cream man
here comes that boy from down the street
his tattoos glisten like a picture book
I wander if he'd like to take a plunge in the depths of my desire
summer madness ravages your loins
sweet apple pie oh me oh my
I'll eat you another time
tonight the ladies will be free to do as we please
daisy dukes and a chilled beer never go out of style
our grown up mask dissolve once the sun sleeps
the time has come to dance and sing
let's see what this summer moon will bring

night worrying

Birds opening for the beginning light
its 4 am
I don't know if it's worry or insomnia
but my eyes refuse to close
I have doubts
doubts that play violent scenes on the blank tv screen
should I have let you go gallivanting into the night
my age shows in these shadows
is this what motherhood feels like?

night breath

It's nice to sit in the middle of the road
when all the world is deep into their subconscious
dreaming is living living is loving
just breathe in the still energy of a summers night
clear your thoughts and focus on the magnificence of your breath

perspective

Through the looking glass I see
high cheek bones and big dark eyes
covered with endless dark chocalate skin
a big smile that brings my eyes to slits
with teeth that gleam but could be whiter
flurescent in appearance would be nice
nothings ever good enough
tiny little breast that already hang in my youth
thighs built for running marathons
but lack in actual muscle ability
big trunks with little branches
that sprout form the end like a tree standing on its' branches
skin riddled in history lacking an even smooth texture
but that's alright with me
through the looking glass i see all the things I am and all the things I want to be
my reflection tells a story of triumph
running through life barefoot and blistering
hoping not to step on glass
pulling it out with my teeth if i do
I've gotten lost and made my way back home
In a cycle of too much time and a restless spirit
with a bag full of stories and my back a little stronger
walking tall on the sunny side of the mountain
I  follow the fire the emperor of yang
wherever it burns
save your comments, thoughts, perspectives, and judgements till the end
I don't care and neither do they matter
for I doubt we see the same thing
and the only thing that matters is who do I see?
through the looking glass I see all the things I am and all the things I want to  be