Tag: classy

On the Dot

On the Dot

     Let me tell you something about being punctual. First of all, the last time I used the phrase “been more punctual” my friend laughed and he proceeded to muse about how only I would choose such diction over the more common, “on time.” Actually 

Forget-Me-Knot

Forget-Me-Knot

Tie the knot of a love detouraround the turn the heart shall befriendfinding truth and simplicity galoreslowly waiting to reach the endcrawling along a tortured roadallowing only thoughts to flowerupt in fervid flame to goadchanging the light, now able to gothe stop sign stands around 

A Poet's Heartbeat

A Poet's Heartbeat

The air is regurgitated and sprawls me across the floorThe blow causes a convulsion,Writhing my thoughts together in an irregular motion.I am drowning in deeper watersAs each second dies byThe pandemonium of the irregular heartbeatClaps away from the monotonous normWe are emotionally disturbing creatures.As every 

Miss Dior

Miss Dior

Her favourite was Dior.Watercolours drip on a baby canvasThe glossy Vogue advertisement reincarnateSimilar, but I knew the difference.It feels like flying,The brush strokes danced creating colour,Across the Parisienne skylineOr is it more like floating?Delicate fingers enlace the ribbon of future,Grasping tightly to what could be,Desperate 

When the Dog Bites, When the Bee Stings

When the Dog Bites, When the Bee Stings

     “When the dog bites, when the bee stings…” Well thank you Julie Andrews for such enlightening words, but fortunately I’ve managed to avoid all biting dogs and all but one vicious bee in my lifetime. In a literal sense, this classic Sound of Music 

The Race

The Race

We race everyday.Just him and I.But usually it seems like I don’t even try.It’s actually strange, because I’m competitiveBut it makes no difference when life gets ahead of it.I usually stay for as long as is possible,Cuddling sleep like there’s no tomorrowForgetting the race that 

Broken Records

Broken Records

     From where did the ignorance start and how can we will it to stop? The slanderous stereotypes, the insidious chauvinistic implications…. To whom or what do we females owe the pleasure of dealing with so many stigmas?     What might surprise some is that 

Little Red

Little Red

Balloon Red,Pink orange yellow white,Swirling to the melody of the windLike an orange sherbet summer sunset Humorous sense of bubblyfun house mirror, round reflectioncreating what one was ten years ago —façade on a string,Thin, naïve, gangly, bright 

Oh, I'll Just Have the Salad…

Oh, I'll Just Have the Salad…

     Historically, an unjust focus on appearance has been a major factor in defining how women are viewed by society. To many, if a female’s thigh does not have the same circumference as her arm, it is easy to write her off as “lazy” — 

7:41

7:41

Stoop and a beer bottlecracks in relationshipsat the top of the bannisterhand upon lightersecond hand comfortcross-legged closed doortime to move on?crumbling pilescement and liesmorning birds chirp to each other on the stepbeer bottle and a stoop7:41 AM