There’s some fresh young poets out there!


I had a dream to be a
To be me,to trust me.
I did “ME”.
All the gifts He put in me
I used to kill me.

I waved in my own nerves
I played me,I rocked me,
I sang me,I hailed me
I am not impressive but
I can condense your bloodlines

Wait!!!!! Before you judge me,
I’ll let you know one more thing.
I dreamt being a gaige Star
I rolled in my obsessions.
I didn’t really need a soulmate
But a vaydemate who would
Roll my nerves to one whole nerve
Like an amp mixer.

Just someone who would bring
Out the whole real me,every but
Of the poetic soul,hilpoet,Hildah-the conqueror.

Out on war!!!!!!
Brains distracted, just being.
So hold your judgements for a moment and let me do my thing.

I put me down I put the poet down, not singing,not rocking ,nor poetry,not my…

View original post 59 more words

April Poetry Month – 50 Words Story – Inner voice

Beautiful Work by Carolina Russo



Inner Voice

The calming sound of nature was only interrupted by the noise of my steps hitting the ground walking up the hills following an unknown trail. Suddenly the thoughts  in my mind were freed and unlocked while breathing wilderness in the wind. Let go was the insistent inner voice I was hearing.


©Copyright Carolina Russo


View original post