Poetry War – I Want A Partner
I Want A Partner What can I say, I’m a sucker for love. I boo for the dark horse and cry for the dove. I want a partner, a partner who loves me; a partner… Continue reading
Category Archive: Dreams
Poetry War – The Aftermath of Misunderstanding
Imaginational Conflicts It all starts with glitter and hype the big day dawns and skys are bright. Friends and family gather round forming a mantle of comforting sound. A special someone holds you tight,… Continue reading
Poetry War – Free Your Dreams
For some reason I have been in a strange frame of mind lately. I guess the holiday season brings me closer to a sense of the passage of time and a feel for… Continue reading
Poetry War – What is Happiness and Why Do We Need Some?
Floridaborne made a statement in her last post that one can not base their happiness on another and this is absolutely true. It made me stop and think about my own life and… Continue reading
Poetry War – Condensation
. Have you ever lived . in a small, constricted space? . Have you found that, due to circumstances beyond your control, you have to somehow make space for more things to fit… Continue reading
Poetry War – Depression Strikes Again
I’ve been on an inner trip for the last few days. To a place I try to avoid but sometimes get sucked into against my will, kicking and screaming all the way, arguing… Continue reading
Poetry War – Step Into The Future
What is my dream? No, really…What is my dream? Through my life I’ve always had many goals in sight – from daily goals to lifetime goals: Share life, the universe and everything with my… Continue reading
Poetry War – The American Dream
When I was young my parents worked hard to build a home, improve their situation, provide a place for us, and ‘get ahead’. As I grew up I watched them adding rooms to… Continue reading
Definitions fractured by time
I’m taking a break from poetry wars to present to you the culmination of a calisthenic dream state. Why my mind does this to me, I doubt I’ll ever know. Probably some form… Continue reading
Running in Circles
Over and Over, Again and Again, I understand the message but don’t know what it means. It’s 1:13 in the morning, God, the creator, the maker of all things or a sadistic subconscious.… Continue reading