Free from Resolutions

Keep looking forward
Resist backward obsession
Growth is my focus

Leadership

Stare into their souls
Nurture to magnificence
Grasping their true being

A kind of love story

Two sets of legs
Intertwine.
Caressing gently.
Passion, absent
Love.

Hard skin
Rattles against
Touch.
Consummation
Culminates
With consumption,
Destruction of one.

Each pair of legs
Re-divides, eight
Alone again.

Barren

You rage against me
Simply because I exist.
Windswept barren sand.

Within the heart

Strange torturous song
Delight, anguish born anew
Without it we die.

Girl’s Life

Girls spend 
Much time
Debating their lack,
Chewing their soul
With vigor.

Always some fault,
This culture determined 
To keep their place
Defining them
By false
Inadequacy.

Evening

Upon evening’s curves
Attention drifts longingly
Over her dark eyes