In this time of uncertainty, things are fucked and twisted. We’re at war with a germ, the that has never been listed. People are struggling to deal with the new reality, while others succumb to life’s finality. We heed the warnings, that change every day. One minute there’s Hope and within an hour it fades... Continue Reading →
Unlearned Lessons
Self doubt...It's a cruel bitch.She sneaks in and strangles me.Sucking whatever is good from me.She leaves me a shell of a person.Quivering in my skin,questioning my very existence.Why do I let her torture me?There is no easy answer.Or, maybe there is?I never feel...Good enoughStrong enoughPretty enoughSmart enoughFunny enoughI just dont feel...enoughThat's a lie...I feel too... Continue Reading →
Wilted
Yellow and blue White and green Colors fading Flowers wilting The water Once fresh and clean Now stinks of rot and decay Gone is the delicate scent of summer © 2019 Brooke Lee
The Man in the Moon
Before the dawn, it was just us. Me and the Man in moon. Together we wait. We wait for the sun to greet the day. We wait for the world to wake. Together we dance. Me in my seat to the music playing in my ear buds. The man in the moon dances in the... Continue Reading →
Chaos of Morning
There's a storm rolling in. It's threatening my sunrise. An angry growl echoes around me, warning me to seek cover. I don't listen. Instead... I walk towards the flashes of light. Into the gusts blowing off the ocean. Looking for my perfect morning. I'm alone on the beach. No one around but me, save a... Continue Reading →
CAPTURE
I wish I could capture the beauty that I see, the colors and lights, the flowers and the trees. I wish I could share the beauty with you, the sparkle and shine of the sun, stars and moon. I wish you could see the beauty I do, it would be the purest gift so honest... Continue Reading →
Fallen Angel
Fallen angel Do not cry Your wings will mend You'll once again fly So dry your tears Look to the skies The strength you seek shines through your eyes Fallen angel Do not cry Within your soul The answers lie. ©2019 Brooke Lee
Morning Rush
Toes flared Body tense Voice inaudible A morning rush Legs stretched Muscles clenched Eyes tightly shut A morning rush Convulsions begin Waves of pleasure Rip through me I am soaring A morning rush! ©2018 Brooke Lee
Life is to Live
A friend once asked when do we live? Not merely exist, but truly live? I smiled to myself, Knowing I have the words for An answer to give. We live in the small moments of life that make us smile. We live in the times between contentment and hard trials. We live life for today... Continue Reading →