Category: My Writing

Screen

by Robin LeeAnn, posted in My Writing

It's a strange fog to live life in the backgroundto invest so much but also not move a muscle to watch the world change as I sitto cheer on a revolution from behind a screen The world tumbles and tumbles,and I probably should be tumbling too,but I end up in one position,looking through a blue … Continue reading Screen

I hear you

by Robin LeeAnn, posted in My Writing

I hear you howland I wait Cause I don't know how much I can take The forest is on firebut so is the ocean If I only I can figure out the notion I hear you screamand I wait Cause I'm still waiting for the storm to take If the hurricanemeets a tornado I just … Continue reading I hear you

Society

by Robin LeeAnn, posted in My Writing

Society demandsbut I don't listen to thosemanipulative words Pushed to the backgroundwho notices their staresif no mirrors are around? Society begsbut I've left themin the rearview mirror Shoved to the dirtwho notices their threatsif no one's around? Society screamsbut I've put onmy headphones, full volume Squished to their moldI decided to be my own societyto … Continue reading Society

Memories (haiku)

by Robin LeeAnn, posted in My Writing

Memories over-lap, rewriting the past withlucid reminders Copyright © Robin LeeAnn I feel you by my side when it rains / Brings back my precious memoriesWhat do you wish / What do you wish / What do you wishPlease let me hear—Man with a Mission, "Rain"

waves or wolves

by Robin LeeAnn, posted in My Writing

Standing on the edgeThe waves crash against the rocks, breakingMixing in with my insecurities Behind me, the screaming continuesPolarized, dehumanizing, soul crushingThe rage in the wolves only grows One side has poison dripping from their thoughtsWhile the other side stands like statuesA sterilized last line of defense The crashing waves bring me backAnd doubt pokes … Continue reading waves or wolves

Musical hearts

by Robin LeeAnn, posted in My Writing

Out from my heartcomes a song no one hears It wanders around my headand slips out in a word or two Everyone hums their own song,another word or two to another tune They stumble their feet to mine,while I hop in time to theirs But we never really hear each other’s fully,not enough to know … Continue reading Musical hearts