Pretty Things



We see the pretty places
With sun and sand
Upon a beach hand in hand

Gloss over ugly things
Averted gaze we look
Away from what we took

Security just an illusion
Seeing what we choose
Never seeing what we lose



In The Details


Courtesy: Frida Hermansson Photography

All that distracts
Candles and wine
And wasting time
Fashion and more
Love and deplore

Lost in the details
In ear’s it rings
Of made up things
The joy it will buy
A beautiful lie



It is cold
I am cold
In more ways than one

A world pulls
Take the bait
In shade without a sun

“Pain is real”
I tell myself
Yet I am still here

So I walk
Each little step
And every tear

Life up close
A narrow lens
A world within a world

Belies a truth
I have known
Forgive this life and unfurl