Writing through the ache, the joy, they lessons I seem to repeat—trying to find meaning and light in the dark. Always from the heart & honest even when I look bad.
Feedback is always appreciated.
west clock still has hours east coast inches from midnight Man-in-the-Moon sighs
By Tina D. Lopez20 days ago in Poets
mind is a dessert high calorie words swirling fueling on ice cream
fingertips clank loud words filling computer screen ideas flooding
Sunday finery grandmothers and gardenias whiskey in their tea
the clock is ticking regulars are submitting Harper published "Mess"
sweet honeysuckle bees hover over the blooms buzzing fills the air
bombs dropping on schools gas prices climbing fumes drifting through hoods
By Tina D. Lopez21 days ago in Poets
oh, fudgy delight eating ice cream for dinner belly softly jiggles
smiles bloom across sky laughter chasing away clouds kite drifting on wind
Light as a feather. Light as a feather. Stiff as a board. Stiff as a board. Light as a board. Stiff as a feather.
empty streets at dusk doors locked, curtains pulled tightly dogs mimic sirens
morning light on deck icy coffee meets my lips sun teases summer
