The Muse

Sending love and light to the muse (it's been a minute, he might need it too)


A complete freestyle


Lead me to you


Cast not the first stone... (super late night freestyle remorse/regret)

The Trouble With Forever

Commitment issues are his running shoes

A Visit From Lu

A Visit From Lu Parts 1-7! An ongoing, experimental fantasy poetry series / end of the world love saga

Caught Between the Devil

Caught between the devil and the poems I keep writing...


I thought I was just a gatherer but I suppose I am a huntress as well.


Pesky numbers


Hope is a fragile thing


His indecision is final / I am the Goddess of Confusion


Dark places, dark thoughts, freestyle ache


*all the feels*

King of Sorrows

He wears the crown of suffering. Another freestyle.


Freestyle midday rhyme about depression and love


We are a modern-day Romeo and Juliet; I just hope we get a better ending, they died... (a freestyle flow)

Narrow Views

We haven't learned a thing...


His heart is cold and dilapidated πŸ–•

Holy Hour

Poetry is sacred

The Kiss

Dreaming of his kiss...

Queen of the Knight

Checkmate, please. A Queen who loves her Knight.

Truth Comes Hard

Truth makes noise (early morning ramble + snap)

Poetic Ramblings For The One

Friday afternoon freestyle freeform πŸ™‚ + a few added snaps because it's my birthday weekend!!! πŸ˜ƒ


Poem about love and devotion, the greatest subject of all. 😚

Endless Love

Do you guys meditate? This is the equivalent of me sitting in a circle with stone and giving us a journey to travel on... Freshly written this morning, freestyle. It was meant to be a non-rhyme but oh well, a bit seeped out. I hope you like!!!

I’m So Scared

This is not my best writing, but it comes from a real place of fear as I battle depression and suicidal tendencies. Trigger warning.

Age of Reason

I'm starting to believe them when they say "ignorance is bliss"... knowing things suck! This poem was written in freestyle, I like giving myself the freedom to flow. Age of reason, no doubt!!

Sad Empty Pathetic Lives

a private poem from my vault to share for April Poetry Month (raw & untouched freestyle)

Heart Failure

A poem about arriving too late for love; heart is dead.

Love Is

A poem about what love isn't


A poem for Valentine's Day