Poem – Highest of Thrones

Does it make you feel good?

Sitting on your throne up high

Glaring, staring

At the little, scurrying people below

Who jump and flinch at your beck and call?

At your every whisper

At every order


Does it make you happy?

Lies to so many

With an infinity of faces

And masks to each that you meet

Their perfect name

Or the greed that the have

Influences your heart, your mind, your actions

Does it make you proud?

How you destroy

Everything you touch

Belittling the impressionable

The kind hearted, honest

Breaking them to nothing

To shattered pieced

Of non-existences

Wishing themselves away

To make yourself feel better

Do you sleep in peace?

With actions playing on repeat

In your mind

The words you have spewed

For years

Will come back to haunt you


Poem – Glass Heart

I write because I have hopes


Shiny, happy, perfect dreams

Of places

I have been before

Where my heart belongs

When times get rough

Where it sings


When I feel like I am me

Without a fault

Without a fear

Metallic glass skyscrapers

Tall brownstones

Twinkling star wishing lights

Flashing of neon

Yellow taxis

Let me be me

To disappear with the crowd

Poem – Afraid



Running from the unknown

Running from anything


Being fearful

Out of breath, gasping


Confused, needing air

Branches snapping beneath my feet

Trying to grab

Onto anything to hold

To catch me

Within my reach

Wanting to see what is chasing

Following and tracking

Unable to stop

Poem – Life by the Reins

Nobody tells you when to stand on your own

On your own two feet

To stand tall

To be proud of you

Nobody tells you when to take charge

When to take life by those reins

When to keep the words to yourself

Or speak them out loud

Nobody tells you to quiet your voice

Or to find it

To raise it when you need to

It continues every day

There will never be any peace

Nobody tells you when you will fall

Without warning

Wishing provocation

The blackness to rock bottom

Or when to stand up again

Nobody but you


Copyright – CLS, 2019

Poem – Carry On


Carry on

Just as you are

Just as you always – will be

Carry on

Without apologies or resentment

Make no changes

No pause

Or mistakes

Hold your head as high as you can

Expect all of what you do

To repeat

Makes no difference

No matter 

To me


Copyright – CLS, 2019

Poem – Reasoning

There is always a reason to live

A reason to not give up

A reason to wake and to struggle

To survive

A reason to fight and win

A reason to wake up each day

To see the light

To feel it inside

The pounding of your heat never ceases

The life coursing through your veins

The thoughts echoing in your head

The reason to keep going instead


Copyright – CLS, 2019


Poem – Long Black Skirt

She walks the city streets

Desperate to fit in

Yet not be seen

Blond hair flowing

Her feet take her places

Where she never thought she’d go

At 3am

When the only ones in the world

Are those that feel like her

But their eyes never meet, never lock

She keeps her gaze down

On her feet

On the sidewalk

She clings to words

That flash through her mind

That she lacks courage to place onto paper

She wakes

And spends another night walking


When no words will be written

Another night wondering

Of what could be

What should be

Poem – Uncharted

The fear of what I do not know

It cannot be seen



It escapes me


Unable to grasp

Not real or tangible

It scares me to the core

That it will not be found

The uncharted

The unknown

The eerie calm

The darkness 

With the lack of having answers

To questions

Before it is time

Before you are gone


The unthinkable

Poem – Skeleton Words

I usually never post before a poem or what not but this is honestly one of my favorites. I sat down with a notebook late over the weekend and it just happened.


Unspoken, no reflection 

Cold silence

The skeleton words

Words we dare not say

That crumble and tear away

We struggle with them

They are packed and carried

Tucked away on our backs

Fiercely locked away

Throw away the skeleton key

Close the door

The words that remain in

Our heart

Just kept to ourselves 

That we replay if it is to be seen

Never to be told

Never to be spoken