The Little Red Book

Random thoughts from my little red book of poems, prose and art.

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  • Pill of Tears

    “If I could catch my tears…Put them in a pill for you to take…Maybe then you would understand.” I pulled out an old sketchbook / notebook from the early 2000s. There are only a few pages used. The last page with something on it has this sketch. Back when I was struggling with depression, anxiety,…

  • The First Step

    To be.. A woman in the world without a past Where childhood memories do not exist or last Lifelong friendships have frozen in time Lost to the moment she crossed the line Her future fear uncertain but true All in the name of living like you To cry and scream and love so deep Endless dreams aroused from…

  • To Know Me

    Do you know me Can you claim to unfold my tattered edges Bindings held together with stubborn lashings Years upon years repaired Reinforced What stories faded in my pages What comedy laughs in scattered chapters What tragedy scores dog-eared corners And then what too is unwritten Between each line Softly spoken tales of triumph And…

  • In the Wake of Tears

    I loved her with all my heart, all my soul I loved her more than I loved myself I sacrificed myself for her, for us But when I could no longer live without loving myself too I choose to live instead of killing myself I found the way to loving who I am Our promise…

  • Myself, My own

    Finding my place The race to be all of me Soundly in line Bold Untamed Unashamed This life of mine Edge the line crossed and left behind Full of life and love to give Hated Despised Criticized I wont apologize I am not an animal to be caged Told do live in a box Told…

  • Strength of Life

    What heart does not hurt that has not lost What day is not long that has no sun Searching, ever searching My soul the intrepid explorer The adventure of life Chances not taken regrettable but past Why do we not sleep the endless quest for self Why alone is not a part of our making…

  • The Battle Rages On.

    For those of you who know me, I have been through some wicked radical changes in the past couple of years. The specifics of change are only marginally important most of the time. Sometimes not. I am a woman of change. I have seen and done things most people cannot imagine. But I am still…

  • My Enemy

    I’ve seen my enemy Perched a thousand strong in shadows surround One thousand million shells hurled From cannons self inflicted Running furious a pace of futile design All defeated in fields of tortured beauty Lasting holdouts Breaking walls of stone and flesh Hunted down in merciless attack One by one all traces erased from fertile…

  • On the Eve of a New Life – the Poem.

    I am here now she says. My thoughts of life. My dreams are living. My world is lucid. I am here now she cries. My thoughts of the past. My regrets soft and deep. My pain stabbing my heart. I am here now she laughs. My life is beginning. My soul is set free. My…