Chaotic Poesy

Expatiate

  I never asked for this skin One I don’t feel comfortable in. I never asked for this sin One I’m destined to live in I never asked for this fight The struggle to reconcile black with white I didn’t ask for this weight Or…

Colors

I Can’t Breathe… by Bahi Writers World Events/Social Commentary I can’t breathe… Don’t think… Don’t hear… Follow… blindly.. believe… Don’t hear the words… Don’t understand their meaning… Power… Death..Deciet… Invasion… Occupy.. Torture… Chemical Warfare… White Phosphrous… Charred flesh melting from bodies of babes… The agony……

I Can’t Breathe

Some wrote their names ritualistically as a reminder they had been there if only as passers-by mocking the film that dulled the shine Others had no idea what they peered upon, Lacking note, other than to wonder why it was on display at all There…

Pledge

He built the walls high and tight. Their words his bricks. His pain the mortar. His work held for him unending comfort. Distracting him from feeling the pain of words used as talons. Each night he lay down in his bunker – safe. The light…

Bunker Down

Emerge Educate Err Exonerate Evolve Exodus  Photo Credit: Music notes dancing away by Andrei Krauchuk © Copyright 2013,2014, Copyrighted.com Heather M. as Divine Chaos All Rights Reserved

Life in E-Minor

I saw you there In the corner Frigid air embracing your form I walked on with no word Squandered Fury I saw your eyes Lingering on my lunch Looking to the part left untouched I threw it away without a thought Squandered Fury I saw…

Squandered Fury

Crossed lines and one way streets Deception lies in the space where they meet Charming manipulations and pretty little lies All the while staring you straight in the eye Smoke and mirrors in the present and the past Cracks begin to stem across the looking-glass…

Leviathan

A strange thought took a walk through my mind this morning. I was on my way to the corner store for a trifle, walking carefully and purposefully. Mother Nature sent rain while Jack Frost had sent frigid air, coupled this equaled the major possibility that…

Another Mother’s Son

Finding rainbows despite the storms Hearing music above the din Catlike stretches and bigger yawns Choosing crayons that don’t match Twenty Fourteen Spinning in the rain Swimming in murky puddles Counting moonbeams Chasing unseen rabbits Twenty Fourteen Finding shapes in puffy clouds Blanket forts Hide…

Twenty Fourteen

She danced wildly that night arms akimbo her body took flight. Her head fell back and lids softly closed Never–no, never had she been lighter on her toes Every care within her mind had carelessly been left behind Each sway turned up the clammy hand…

Trip the Light