Strange

You don’t fit into their bucket?They don’t want you on their boat?A square peg like you can’t fitJust anywhere, you ought to know.But darling, that’s the magic, Strange beauty is not a malisonIf sameness refuses to abide The brilliant poetry of the sun.Striving to blend into shadowsIs not meant for everyone. –Joan Wiley

Truth is a Bitch

Who are any of us at end of day, when the spotlight fades, And no one lingers to give us alcolades?Can we sit in darkness, alone with our thoughts, and listen to the voice that comes straight from our heart?Inner whispers tell truths hidden, threatening to tear us apart, After the party’s over and theContinue reading “Truth is a Bitch”