The renditions are the same Bland, severed and mundane Yet they want everyone to be sane Except there’s no conductor for the train I jumped from the assembly line And lived a life full of divine One that my own, where I shine Where I can be myself, not charged a fine But lately from…
Tag: Poetry
And She Wore Black
Instinct is floral print or pink Soft, large eyes. Beautiful full lips Curvy, naturally sensual. Not yearning, existing Everyone wants her. She turns her head to smile at men passing by Most of them married, staring into her eyes. No intent for none Just number one He’s wrapped up in her entirety A job well…
Protection
“Why do you go this route?” Why when I want to feel pretty like a flower, you decide to remove me from my garden? Don’t like the spikes, spiders, gore and lace? Treat me with decency. I do so to cause shock and awe. To leave certain individuals…appalled. To have them question their faith…to be…
Recent WIP
Ribbons are a favorite thing of mine to illustrate. Blending the colors, twisting them all around. Sometimes I add bubbles or flowers in the background. They’re perfect all on their own. I can’t tell you why I started illustrating them – it sincerely just happened. And I don’t believe I’ll be stopping anytime soon. I’ll…