An Innocent Crime

An Innocent Crime Promisingly He took my hand My defenseless trust was in his command Deluged of empty words coated with magic shell How do I break my shackles and escape this cell? My exposed, bruised ankles and wrists now long for green land Limerick by Bschapau

A Writer’s Potion

The paper my cauldron Passion my burning fire The pen my wand Together I created my potion A half cup of nouns A table spoon of verbs Add a handful of conjunction words With a pinch of sweet words Stir grammatically correct A recipe that tugs at heart strings By Bschapau

Dear Ocean

I walked in the rain today, arms wide open and my face to the heavens, liberating Zephyros was once again rejuvenating mother nature I tasted the rain on my face as the soothing scent of falling rain filled me to tip toe My skin soaking up every raindrop infusing the warmth of home Pores taking in … More Dear Ocean

From Mama with Love

You have your grandmother’s skin tone That soft caramel skin with the scent of coconut oil That glistens every time the ocean touches it You have your grandmother’s legs With the strength to walk mountains And the ability to be walk on your own You have your great grandfather’s face A face that has the … More From Mama with Love