Poetry

Dead Day

Halloween by JusTee There are momentsWhen you break-Like a vaseA shelf forsakes…Still the shatterDespite being strong-All in resistanceOf what is going wrong…And you begFor hurt to be seen-And hopeOf what someday will bring…And there is a planSo much bigger than yours-And that knowledgeDoesn’t change what’s ignored…Because you are humanDespite any goal-And in some casesLife is… Continue reading Dead Day

Poetry

Enemy

Enemy- Original image by JusTee Darwin saidOnly the strong will survive-But if I am not strong,Nor Weak-What am I?But the middleman…Still crushing the weak-Only to be extinguished?Survivals problem-Is the Who-Who could be helped,Or stop the inevitable.Yes Prosperity-On the backs of the weak,To build a new strength,Pushing an unknown,In the ignorance of history-Erasing what you could… Continue reading Enemy

Poetry

Illusion’s Candor

Sounds of sandpaper rubbing- Walking through drying fields Drops escaping the puddle As toes remember their feel. Noises promise company- Loneliness weighs on shoulders . . . Walking up high for peace- Leaves the body feeling colder. Pieces fit into the puzzle- Broken as eggshells on the floor . . . Knowing something is different… Continue reading Illusion’s Candor