remove what ails you you can rig up those sails, new hearts on trial, grew we did without further ado austere, clear, taboo don’t need the money, the image, the froufrou a strengthened worldview (restful) get to your dreams before curfew (c) Michelle Black April 2012
Category Archives: Poetry
Crystal Clear: What’s evil, what’s fear Who’s real Who’s been there all along Who’s strong Who’s only waiting for you to mess up Who will actually take the time to see [more than what they want to see or thought they saw initially] Crystal Clear: The wars of words and lies are...
20×30 fine art poster print with text, $100 20×30 print on textured paper with additional hand-painted texture, no text $250 cold breeze moves across your skin and suddenly you feel alive again like dreamers dream and children pretend your heart opens up and your hands extend falling you dance and dancing you fall nothing left...
The exhale of winter Against skin Marching trees Stand still Cold season Puffed up with pride Condensation When my breath hits the window As you drive away © Michelle Black 2011
PILGRIMS It is always the same quest And the forest is heavy with wrongdoing. Look; Hindsight. Your ego was lying… One perfect day You were defeated You became small You met your match Little did you know He would latch on Make sure you were deserving (You deserve it). There is good news today A...
, originally uploaded by Michelle Black. illusions delusions of grandeur I’ve been wrong before chosen the right keys to the wrong doors been washed up onto shore only to slip on wet floors floors drenched in bad decisions rotting away all possible provisions infected by love’s incisions and left to wander in distraction the result...
The empty tin watering can sits proudly on my front porch, like the personal greeters at WalMart except far less intrusive and much more visually stimulating. Not to say anything negative about personal greeters at WalMart -the level of tolerance they must have in order to carry out such a task is enviable, and to...
