Raw Earth Ink
spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Category: Poetry
Notes from a Dying Woman
Tossed and turningI am worn out, wrung outLike a dirty dishrag done its workThe beauty of youth, fadedThe wisdom of time, unreachableA tear on the cheek, wastedReplaced by liars and outward appearances Love whispered from the corner of lipsAt convenient moments in the darkLove… Continue Reading “Notes from a Dying Woman”
Seed of Hope
Bravely she took his outstretched hand And folded her own into it He offered her solace Peaceful rest Beautiful lyrics An open heart In exchange for…. what? He asked nothing of her Just simply and inexplicably Held forth his hand A soft light shining… Continue Reading “Seed of Hope”
Cracked Obsidian (life & death of a volcano)
What started as wild molten nights of passion quickly cooled to black flows of cracked obsidian ERUPTIONS It began with sweet lyrics Staying up far too late Everything she wanted to hear Flowing forth from his saccharine lips (The same ones she loved to… Continue Reading “Cracked Obsidian (life & death of a volcano)”
A Daily Prayer
May the Light of Love blind us to the faults and imperfections we each have, now and forevermore. tara caribou | ©2017-2021
I Never Could
“You are more than the sum of your pasts… you are your future as well” His words whispered in my ear One warm summer evening And the tears that shone in his eyes Told me all I needed to know: I had already lost… Continue Reading “I Never Could”
Pollution
My lips burn to say the words I love you It almost doesn’t seem fair Dragging you down to me See you’re wonderful Incredible Amazing Not perfect but you’re simply you And I contaminate you with my filth My sins and my darkness I’m… Continue Reading “Pollution”
Moonlight Kisses
moonlight kisses your shoulderand all my dreams are realizedin one gentle sigha breathe of exhalethe shadow of a smilememories and fantasies like a webmy fingers stroke your cheekas you turn into my armsand love blooms again tara caribou | ©2021
Spiral Artist
I was flying amongst the clouds Floating and one with the salty sea air The breezes ruffling my feathers The sun upon my wings and my beak Turning my head First one eye then the other I spied from high above the oceans swells… Continue Reading “Spiral Artist”
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