it hurts to breathe.

my lungs are gasping for air, like there's not enough to spare.

I start to panic, my mind is manic.

I start to pull my hair, I wonder if I were to go if anyone would care.

is this life fair?

I have been so sad, even so mad.

but I know being a part of life is rather rad.

I'd be missed miserably by my mom and dad.

they have been all I've really ever had.

I miss the people I've lost, but life has a cost.

I keep wishing them back, or a trip to the clouds is where I want to pack.

just to see if there's something so much more up there, it is what I think about while just sitting here.

my demons can smell my fear, my head isn't all that clear.

I have to calm myself down, I want to smile instead of frown.

I feel like if I don't I'm gonna drown.

(k.m.m)

we weren’t together long, but our beautiful bond was strong.

your intentions were never wrong, your laughter was like a beautiful song.

your smile lit my soul,

your eyes made me see the light of love.

I hope your eyes light up when you look down on me from above.

the sunshine I feel on my skin, the warmth I feel from within.

why did you have to leave me so soon?

when I think too much about it, it makes me swoon.

you were the kindest, sweetest soul.

I always thought you were so cool.

I was so proud of you, for how far you had come.

maybe your proudness you felt towards yourself was numb.

what a horrible thing, addiction is what I wished you could’ve overcome.  

I hope you know much I loved you, I hope you know how much I cared.

so many more life’s little moments I wish we could’ve shared.

tears are shed, and along with the pain comes rain.

but I forgive you, my love.

...until we meet again.

(k.m.m.)

the sunflowers are blushing, longevity

the crows are glossy black and raucous

the shrieking sun peeks through the ghostly clouds

you can hear the blood-curdling howl of the werewolf wind

you can feel the fall colors wrap around you like a tartan backdrop

cider is at cedar

the apple trees are honeycrisp

the ground we walk on is caramelized flannel

a flannelette latte

an autumn auteur

a burnt umber umbrella

(K.M.M.)

Cancer

her zodiac sign

her insomniac deign

living life lifelessly

wishing life could be leisurely

bored

barred in hospital band bracelets

chemo and chemise

radiation and radio music

infirm in an infirmary

but she wants be

blooming in burgeon

dancing in the daylight

scaring the living daylights out of her cancer

Tiny Dancer

hairless

heiress

wanting to be tangled in locks of love

any color

any type

she'll be hyped

(K.M.M.)

flowers in our hair

refreshing Spring air

birds singing

abloom ablation

green grass

where

soft-hued

Easter eggs

hide

basket

treasure

(K.M.M.)

aspiring,

pastel pastoral

cottontail rabbit

gnawing carrot

floppy ears

camouflage

tulips

rebirth

refresh

hop

hope

(K.M.M.)

soporific

fabric

calmative

superlative

living in knitting

the craft of life

material world

material comforts

softener

softer

confectionery

comfort

cotton

fine-spun

silken

linen

(K.M.M.)

a blue-flowered lupine

supine

framing her paper doll face

point lace

glacé grace

wood pulp pulmonary sprigs

spring sprouts

like butterfly wings

spread with butter

on her wing bones

she wears moth cloth

and lives in a molasses moss country house

with primitive gingerbread tea stained paneling

tomato canning

and sun tanning

channeling her inner

breadwinner

Blue Apron

dinner

blueberry muffin

tuffet

natures treasures buffet

country preserves

blueberry

backcountry

living

crockery

cookery

(K.M.M.)

invitation

indicating

destination

hearts and tarts

date and time

a bouquet of Van Gogh sunflowers

golden-rayed frayed fringe

like drooping dripping honey

persuaded me

to stick to Him like honey

the cards date read, Feb. 13 at 6 PM

send me a 'yes' or 'no' DM

I never sent Him a Direct Message

I wanted tonight to be a surprise

I'm not vainglory, but my vanity gave me confidence in my appearance

a rose quartz stone dangled from my sweetheart neckline

petal pink

chic

the moon cradled me in crescent incandescent

as I leisurely saunter along

creeping raspberry

I see the carnival

I can smell the mass of fluffy spun sugar

I can taste ice cold lemonade

my Mary Jane's found chewing gum

I am pathetically immovable

I am saved by the touch of a hand

"It's a shame, I was hoping the kind of Mary Jane you were parading would be the kind you smoke. Too bad shoes can't blow bubbles, you could've levitated yourself out of this predicament."

there He was, mischievous and marvelous

I smiled, "have you been watching me?"

He snickered, "I've been expecting you, miss Kate."

I gasped, "you're my secret admirer? I don't understand why you'd want to admire me, I'm a bookworm who loves anthology and biology. An introvert worrywart."

He stared, "you're beautiful. I have a surprise. Close your bashful eyes."

I closed my eyes

a carnation was planted behind my left ear

clove pink

spicy scented

titillating

captivating

I was about to ask, "..."

when he asked, "will you be my Valentine?"

I answered, "yes, you've always been mine. Valentine."

(K.M.M.)

A string of twine

A potato rind

woodbine

tine

corolla whorl

curlicue

threadbare

ticking

homespun

country-fried

piggy tail

tale

(K.M.M.)