Poetry Archives – Page 5 of 7

Devious – A Poem

M.P.C. / January 21, 2018

If you only holla when you’re mala I’d bet you a koala, that known even in Guatemala, you ain’t worth […]

M.P.C. / October 16, 2017

Surprise me. Take me to the moon so many promises have failed to climb. Show me the sunset at sunrise.

M.P.C. / September 11, 2017

That’s me — the woman with the misjudged good intentions and misused overqualifications. Underestimated by many and rejected by

M.P.C. / November 4, 2015

I think I’m ready to live my life the way I wanted. I think I’m ready to live my life

M.P.C. / October 5, 2015

To feel your flame fanning my feet. It’s these little moments for which I live. As long as I can

M.P.C. / August 11, 2015

“Are you grieving?” “No,” I quizzically said. “You only talk about sad things.” How to tell her that I’m a

M.P.C. / August 4, 2015

Walls. Sometimes, by locking everyone out, you get locked in. Walls so high it’s hard to breathe. Can’t be brought

M.P.C. / August 3, 2015

She remembers the times he rubbed it all in her face. Car payment, shopping sprees, fancy meals, his fancy place.

M.P.C. / July 17, 2015

My feet up on a table, hands writing my life. Papers, sticky notes, cheap street art. All overlapping each other,

M.P.C. / May 1, 2015

Her nights are blue, but not just any blue; it is the darkest of all hues. By her bedside she

M.P.C. / January 27, 2015

You’re like a catchy, old tune; I think I need another hook.

M.P.C. / January 6, 2015

First come the problems then it’s the fights then the denial then, boom – goodbye. One remote day, though healed