Calia's Poetry Corner

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Fall Cleaning

Today I will sweep out The dusty corners of my mind Stacking all the treasures neatly Discarding the things That are no longer useful Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, August 31, 2014


Dark hearts wrapped in gold Mystify, manipulate Push dark agendas Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014


In this life, Each of us must be givers at some points And takers at other times I believe that the trick is to do both Humbly and with grace Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Poisoned Sweets

Your goodness and love Is interlaced with such rage Like poisonous sweets Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Reign of Darkness

Stars so far away No moon holds the tide in place The night is chaos Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, June 14, 2014


The words swirl around Turning to poison The words themselves weren't violent Until they waited for so long Then the mood turned to ice The story turned to murder The characters crowded And grew tired of one another The pressure release valve popped And they all flooded out Spoiled, angry, and free Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 30, 2014


There was once a small town With pristine waters and lush land The farmers yielded beautiful crops Family, community, and love A farmer hit the lottery on his field one day It felt like an artery of the Earth itself As his scythe hit the ground The black blood bubbled from the wound Suddenly the... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 3, 2014

The Hunger

Junkies they come From where they were before Dying inside, anger welling up With all pretense of civility They sit, we stand The boldest and basest of dealers Choosing their fix The time bomb starts At best, they wait impatiently At worst, the jones unhinges them The universal addiction The... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 15, 2014

One of Those Days

Searching for the sunshine Through the raindrops And a cop gives me a ticket For the speed I wasn't paying attention to Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, December 8, 2013


My hands disassemble All they come in contact with Like a nervous tick Twisting and pulling, making it different Assembly and reassembly Sometimes never quite happen And the ruined beginnings Of projects long abandoned Stand ungraciously, a junkyard Of unfinished thoughts Unexpressed energy And... Sign in to see full entry.

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