Tags : Transition

Old Ink

Old Ink

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Old Ink Oblivious in her nature, she can stand in the circles of the sun. Naked in the way she thinks about politics, reading newspapers, ..
Everyday

Everyday

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Everyday Remorse, and strong feelings of regret, I have thrown myself down the stairwell, again. In hopes of mending fences, I have burnt..
Sand

Sand

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Sand I write because I write, she thought, in a round about sort of way, and jotted something down on paper. Her beer cold, and over ice,..
Open Spaces

Open Spaces

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Open Spaces It looks like I've been outed. In the evening while sipping coffee, I got the news. And thinking about hiding in a hole. I..
Water

Water

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Water Illumination in a breadbasket, and I stole away, with forever in my hands, walking away with whiskey. Another gloomy day at the beach,..
Window Shopping

Window Shopping

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Window Shopping Hypocritical, like the falling of the dove, a tried and true revelation; sometimes in summer time, lost in the fold. Beate..
Paper

Paper

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Paper Always falling backwards, enough to lose my breath, and in the pain of life, I find an apprehensive truth. Looking through cheap li..
Bird Cage

Bird Cage

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Bird Cage Walking backwards, in grains of sand, endlessly looking for just the rite reasons, settled, in bottles of fine wine. Slipping on ..
Wonderland

Wonderland

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Wonderland In walking downunexpected paths,a sound songof revelations.And in the silhouette of the sun,transition,from meaningful misfortune.The know..
House Call

House Call

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


House Call Aspirations' of integrity and the world has a glow, radical, in regretful assumption. The taking of morning breaths, deep and ..
Trumpets

Trumpets

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Trumpets It’s like the sound of airplanes passing, through thick morning fog. The righteous indignation of someone’s silent..
Gorilla

Gorilla

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Gorilla Edgy insults, in the absence of air, and I have smudged my eyeliner, again. Walking in no mans shoes, for forty years, never in m..
Reflection

Reflection

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Reflection With fine inspiration, I sip coffee every morning, looking for the words that play tricks on my mind. Otherwise; cold and cloudy..
Crisis

Crisis

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Crisis Transition, endless moments in the sun, turning over fallen leaves; assumption, life in a steady supply. Wishing moments of freed..
Morning Wine

Morning Wine

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Morning Wine Looking for abuse, in a foggy summer sun, watching the paint peal off well worn walls, she walks carefully down the street, fo..
Quality

Quality

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Quality Aggression; the quality of men in a dimly lit bar, split personalities like vodka or bourbon, an unlikely escape for someone so fr..
Designer Shoes

Designer Shoes

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Designer Shoes More than water and glass the pain supersedes everything, eating the apple core and the center, decay; the deep eyes of a ..
ALL

ALL

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


ALL Letting go easy forthright and courteous, a stagnant example of sunshine, held in rough hands. And the grip is not contemplative, alwa..
Locket

Locket

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Locket The idea above granite, or in the center of it still, where I hear the faintest of heartbeats. A tiny locket bought in a pawn s..
Kisses Hello

Kisses Hello

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Kisses Hello “It’s nice to meet you!” I haven’t heard that in a while, shaking hands in public places. A kiss? M..