May I Breathe…

May I breathe through this pen? Or maybe paint you a picture of Love that takes you back in time again? Perhaps I can sing you a song that’s the theme of your life? Maybe a dish that springs a tear from your eyes? May I breathe through this pen? Possessed with the need to

Guess What Day It Is?! Yepppp You Guessed It

Guess What?!?!  It’s October 8th….National Poetry Day. Woot Woot  Create!!! Express!!! Write on!!! 

Pen Name Expectant

The overbearing stale smell of cinnamon red hot invades my nasal passages A failed attempt at clean and sterile. The lack confirmed by visitors that didn’t pay board. A rumbling of a dinosaur set to 73 degrees disperses the remainders of previous occupants. This damages my bill of health. This box is mine for the