Today is one of my Quill Fated Scribes, MK McWilliams Birthday. I\’m sure all of you by now have picked up on my birthday theme posts. Our life right at present is riddled with so many inconsistencies — it\’s nice to be able to focus and share the poetry of a writer I simply adore. MK so graciously furnished me with these powerful pieces from her chapbook \”Jagged People.\” How\’s that for a powerful title!! Which is actually available in MK\’s store Ink & Earth on the blog. While you\’re taking a look at MK\’s chaps look up Stereospace her latest book — it\’s utterly brilliant and explores various depths and types of space.
Dead Flowers I love flowers but not when they sit on your tongue That mouth is filled with poison and all it does is corrupt I knew it in my gut, knew it long before the rest of me got caught up But we tend to never listen when it comes to matters of the heart, and everything I did just led to getting cut Like those flowers that sit, wilting, drying out loud, I pull them from your mouth, your lips tell lies and your tongue becomes a shroud
Gentle Sometimes the only thing to do is survive It takes our strength, more than we knew we had It takes our time, more than we wish it would It takes gentleness and care and will and might Coming out of the darkness does not happen in one step It is a long journey of murky gray before the dawning break of day So let’s be gentle with ourselves
Middle We weigh ourselves down with these trivial burdens And focus on the burn when there’s a world out there filled with soothing relief But I don\’t explore it Instead I hide I hole up in darkness I listen to the silence I cry out my agony And I bleed I bleed I feel the life drain from me And I think, this is where I belong In the middle of life and whatever else exists