What If They Died

What if they died? What if that artist Who painted their works So great, yet shunned For personality quirks What if that singer Who hit impossible notes Wasn’t caught up in drama Or the brunt of your jokes What if you focused On content they write Instead of the bullshit The cheap and contrite Why … More What If They Died

My Life

Monday, Friday Every day through the week Working, writing Never hanging with the weak Paying, my dues Those that came before me Same grind, same time Time off? Please that bores me No sir, no ma’am Sure, I talk politely At night? All night Writing, it consumes me Let’s take a break A break from … More My Life

Forward

It’s often that i see this If truth were to be told Despite the goal: inspire It turns warmth to bitter cold If ever you are struggling If ever you are down Remember they don’t matter And that words can’t bring you down For often will you hear, when You are looking far ahead That … More Forward

Family Ties

It’s times such as these When you want to say please What more can I do? What else will appease? All you want is a pat Maybe “Hey, way to go” Or “I’m proud of you, son” “It’s hard work, that I know” But none of it fits Beyond all my wits I can’t do … More Family Ties

Become

Frustrating, it is To retreat to the hole As you narrowly focus On your one, divine goal A life you desire Yet you know you can’t grasp As attentions diverted  The white fence, it won’t last And how hard can it be When to God, you enlist  When you tormentingly believe  That He might not … More Become

The Writers Marquee

The gloves are off!  It’s heating up And when you think They’ve said enough They bounce right back  To add a punch A right, a left This scribbling bunch Some shout, some SCREAM! Yet others wait Through subtle pokes  Their points, they bait Until they land  That final blow When socks blow off And minds … More The Writers Marquee

The Writers Group

There exists a place  In fabled lore Where writers race Both rich and poor  Some ask for tips Some say hello With wine-filled sips True colors show Some fight a lot They bitch and moan More oft’ than not They’re sad, alone And in this land The fun, I sing Is throwing sand And arguing  … More The Writers Group

Jellyfish

Oh, won’t you just look How she swoons. Don’t you wish She’d just get her own room? That smug, prissy, pompous fish Ugh, all the glamour  All the glint, all the glee Get over yourself, fishy You think you’re pretty? Ha! All we fish  Swim around, making fun As you duck lip your way Thinking … More Jellyfish

INSPIRE

Here I think I’ll sit, and Here I think I’ll lay, As the words come out to join us Yes, the words come out to play Softly striding, saddled  Are the hooves I hear today Alas, the mare has joined us As it snorts a jolly neigh So wait no more! Get out here ‘Tis … More INSPIRE

Mission

The focus settles, nestles in I sit here waiting, lights are dim  And though I know what must be done  I always feel that loaded gun  The push to work, this call to act For naught fulfills a ghost’s contract Forever now, forever then, Armed with paper, bladed pen No fear of future, charge ahead … More Mission

The Gentleman

Chivalrys dead! Or so it is said On this, I ponder quite long It’s really no chore Kindly holding your door Yet you glare, like something is wrong  It’s fine! Some will sneer I’ll get it! They’ll jeer Independent, a woman am I Your help? I’ve no need These mouths, he shall feed Career driven, … More The Gentleman

Ms. Scribbler

Hello my friend! Please lend an ear A tale have I For you to hear Once upon A timely time A maiden lived Who loved to rhyme She’d sit outside As sun shined bright Observe the world And write and write Her rhymes were filled With love and fear And all the things From there … More Ms. Scribbler

Cultural Evolution

Traveled around, we used to abound  Till one day learned how to farm A fire was sparked, and then one remarks  Hey guys, come under my arm We fell for this slight, believed his birthright Succumbed to his law and decree Till fine’ly we fought, and freedom we bought With our blood. Now none bend … More Cultural Evolution

Vengeance 

Your sticks and your stones May break all my bones  But these acts, I swear you’ll regret For time heals us all It builds a stone wall And this, we shall not forget You came here to slay  To take mine away All that, which we hold close and dear Yet here, I still stand … More Vengeance 

The Con of Cons

To give a little context, below is a reflection of my experience (as a volunteer) at the first Game of Thrones conference ever held. Working the Con provided a pretty good view of how things went administratively. I daresay the vast majority of the weekend was a massive success, but there was (understandably) a slight … More The Con of Cons

Dear Mom

Dear Mom I want you to know, Mom I’ll never forget  The pain and the hurt Nary thought of regret For all you could do And with all you could give You gave to us three In hope that we’d live The life that we dreamed  Where good turns to great When happiness soars And … More Dear Mom

The Fly 

The Fly Confusion consumes me I know not what to do  I just watched this small creature To my trap it just flew  This fly, it has fluttered  And flittered about So to end all the buzzing I set flypaper out Yet, now, as I watch it My conscience, it sees And begs that I … More The Fly 

What If?

What if the rules were different Than the ones we know today? What if our laws amended Would we think it was okay?   What if women couldn’t vote No voice, no rights, not free? What if the status quo was still That blacks were property?   What if our reps ignored us Serving only … More What If?