Be willing to put the hard work into yourself. Look at your own actions and thoughts with a clear mind. Forgiveness is hard work. Being honest with yourself is hard work. Stepping out of your comfort zone is hard work. Admitting You Were Wrong is hard work. Change. Growth. Relationships. Silence… it’s all hard work. […]
the blackening, a holding back a build-up to future betrayals lines covering over whispers of a heart the twisting of realities the lighting of one lamp while calling it by another name the shift of dirt-caked fingers first here then there the pulling of an ear and wringing of hands the smirk while watching a […]
I can feel them, the icy cold hands, my inner demons. They’ve taken a hold and are pulling me down. I don’t think I can fight them this time. I’m not strong enough. Not only am I not strong enough but the old doubts have risen with them as well. What’s the point? What’s it […]
I relate to J Matthew Waters’ poetry more often than not. And here’s a perfect example. you’re a producer an individual & an artist an entrepreneur cut from the same cloth as a perfectionist redoing & undoing & redoing for goodness’ sake you live your own life believing it’s furthest from a lie for no […]
I’m a temporary fix You’ve got a hole in your heart She hurt you, right? She neglected you She doesn’t meet your eyes any longer She shrugs her shoulder When you reach for her So you look around I’m standing here And it seems the stars have aligned You’ve got special glasses You see what […]
Sometimes I want a hand gripping my wrists as you penetrate my core with vicious thrusts, bared teeth, and filthy words. To be ripped apart for your pleasure, which is also mine. But there are times, too, when I want you to say I’m beautiful, even though I don’t believe it, but just to know […]
my heart is melting in my chest everything is blurry I’m constricting, constricting, reducing the pain is so large but I have become so small a tiny insignificant thing you never noticed my disappearance I’m a ghost now a shadow of former things a former me maybe I was never real to begin with tara […]
The dark veil descends and I find myself unable to lift it. It settles quietly. I close my eyes. Something whispers. I am wicked so I shiver. It coils around my shoulders. I am shrinking, shrinking. I am afraid eventually I will disappear. tara caribou | ©2020 Read this and more in my poetry book, […]
First, the wind gently tugs then whips her hair, wisps slashing across her nose and cheeks. She stubbornly tucks the loose strands behind her ear in vain; she refuses to tie it up. It’s been far too long that she’s been tied up, knotted, wound tight for someone else’s expectations. Tonight, at least, she stands, […]
There are some amazingly good lines in O.D.’s piece and I look forward to seeing where he takes us next in this series… I ruminate over an unearthly amount of time here, This medium and I bleed into each other, A testament to our unspoken blood oath. Quite the task, … Thoughts Like A Theme […]
