People don’t remember you When you’re always passing through. From one harbor to the next Always there are secrets kept. Every party has its drug, And things swept under the rug. Some people tell, Some people won’t. Karma knows Which hands are dealt. I’m not around when justice calls, I hear rumor of great falls. […]
Read More Responsibility CarriesRelax and fall Into slumber Where the giants still do sunder. Let the fay lay your head Onto a wonderful waterbed Where merfolk do abide. Take some time To take your time And do not give a damn For rhyme.
Read More SlumberSweet promises of holiday Call gently from a well-made bed. My honeyed tea calls the dreams From the hollows of my head. A silver chain protects my sleep. I have no reason For to weep.
Read More Sweet SleepI am a figment Of my own imagination. A simple parcel of perspective. I say let the imagination run Wildly into heaven. And drag my Earthly flesh Behind.
Read More Figments and ParcelsBlessed Be the Sky. Blessed Be the Sea. Blessed Be the Bonds, Between You and Me.
Read More Blessed BeAs the dawn breaks through Another cloudy sky I’m remembering “I”. Who I was before the throws Of life scared me So much so that I escaped to the sea. All I found were mermaids And every day my memories fade Of their cool bodies and jellyfish hair. They really decided to care. And then […]
Read More SavedSage green Is most comforting to me. It reminds me of the forest Where I used to rest And find refuge from Those with extra-large thumbs. In palmistry that means That the ego has the reigns And is running the show Without regard for how it goes. Sage green Saving me from those Who were […]
Read More Sage GreenYellow means that I am mellow, Happy for a time. I process energy from the universe, Efficiently, effectively, and effortlessly. Knowing well how to manage Every advantage That I’ve been gifted. And no, it is not thrifted, This yellow that I see Is originally me.
Read More YellowAll of the nice things That I’ve yearned for so long Are flowing directly To me. It is not a game of ping-pong, Or a tit for tat. It’s more of a flowing river And I can get directly Behind that.
Read More ManifestationA ballpoint pen Is really quite divine When you want to spend a little time In your den Contemplating when The expansion will arrive. And when it does come in, Where will I be then? I’m guessing at home or the gym. Somewhere nearby, So I don’t have far to fly When the news comes […]
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Brigid Faye, Reader 