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My head is a torrent of tornadoes.  All I want to do is run across the land  and rescue her, to scoop her up in my arms. But I dare not…

How My Young Son Articulated His Runny Nose — My son Tyler was a funny kid. At about two, he already had a rather expansive vocabulary and could verbalize his thoughts and feelings pretty well, I thought, for his age. He would often put words he had just learned in new and strange combinations to see how it would…

13 January 2021 Wednesday Prose Poem Prompt: speechless — Her beauty escapes my internal lexicon. Her features defy my vocal cords, struck silent by the weight of Mjölnir chipping across my throat, or perhaps the brute force of John Henry’s hammer. Either way, my words are stolen from me. Wordless, my awe is laid bare. I am ruined, my…

Stories From My Childhood Part 1 — One of my earliest escapades occurred when I was only 4 years old. The time me and my brother decided to cook breakfast for my mother. My father was overseas at the time, so we kids wanted to do something to cheer her up. We were all sad he was…

A Quick Not-Love Poem — The barrier slowly emerged between them, Like a keystone, finding a way to fit Nerves feel severed. Memories fall apart. Nothing feels real, Half of the whole of heart. © 2021 Matthew Leo — Published in My Drying Ink you so much for giving me some of your time. It…

A Love Story of Wanting — He’s there. I’m here. I smile, He sneers Greedily holding What I hold dear Rousing his privilege Is his career. I waited too long, To claim her as mine, I wrote her a song, Written wrong time. I’d take her away, If given a sign. My dreams of you Are…

A Dark Poem — I see myself Stranded in a bottled ship On an ocean of loneliness And as waves of longing Overwhelm me, I wait Patiently for deaths release In my mind. As if in a dream I awake, My vision blurred and misty. In my mind’s eye I see myself Upon the…

A Love Poem That Came Out Sounding Like a Fortune Cookie — Too afraid to say, What you’re looking for Too sane to make a step For the world. Not so willing To pay the price Not so willing To sacrifice. You don’t want to wait Until thy love for her dies Reacting now Might be rewarding and wise. © 2021 Matthew…