Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
You scream out and they forget why You awake and start to cry -Oh this earth, I longed to view Oh this earth, has room for but a few And I was chosen And after the choice I was frozen For hearing my new voice So let me scream a moment or two For soon…
[Draft 7/2013] I was determined that it was O.K. that the government was making a big deal out of nothing. Like the tornado sirens that were never followed by a tornado, flood warnings, and ‘terrorist attacks’ that never manifested. I had a test the next week. It was finals week. I went to the corner…
There it goes Hiding behind logic and what it knows An idea that’s not fully formed The thought changes and grows Quietly lurking in a corner of my brain Not ready to scream out its name
I found the magic Hidden Underneath a rock I found the pieces The big bang had left Scattered in my hair And I knew then I was as old as this universe And as young as I liked to believe I was . . . image credit HERE
They made sure that her new glasses blocked the rays she used to see That the magic that distracted her as a child, can no longer be And so she saw the red, yellow, and green lights But
The creature crawled out of her book And the painting stepped out of the frame