Poetry: Riled and Ravaged

wilt and ooze, the sore it seepsthey abandon the masses and slaughter us like sheeps rank the rot and deem them fraudsunveil the famine, expose the facades amass the ailing, expel the bloatedfoster the hope and revive the corroded bestow the cash and champion the aidauthorize the payments, reward the unpaid shelter the powerless, protect […]

Poetry: unbare of thee

whispers whence the needs to beshallow hearts heed not want—unbare of theewhy no more, no less those thoughts unshownwhen tempt with fray and fates overthrown thy cruel contempt and faults well-knownvalidate the truths and lore and lights disownedfervor and flame and fancy beholdsan endless night of hunger—an ache unfolds squander the hope and lead the […]

Poetry: actual and absolute and always thereof

In honor of this. rusty nails and rabid monstersdirty angels and bloody altersgod-like heroes that poke and botherslick with sweat and rife with slaughter thankless misery and veritable peenshopeless dreams that dull and deemvaults of lore lined and uncleanbreaking hearts and spreading memes lust and love, sex and morewishes and notions and thoughts galoresense and […]

Poetry: Betrayal

Bask in the shadow of your guiltWeep in the evil of your actionsThe duplicitousness of your friendshipis indeed a heinous infraction. The manipulation you have broughtwill bring forth your undoYour meddling and dishonestyno one misconstrued Unrefined unkempt witch you areWill rue your deviousness in timeFor the he that you have takenis a perfidious partner in […]

Poetry: Deviousness

I was warned but I did not heedThe deviousness and treachery and bite of theeYou struck when I wasn’t observingAnd smirked in delightful glee The cackle and shrill of your laughterFearfully haunts me to this dayThe look in your eyes soon afterWas the source of my disarrays Inevitably and unfortunately you appeared againMore malicious injury […]

Poetry: Justice Seeks

justice seeks the higher reachdamage undone and ethics teachvoices amassed, silence begonewhen the blanket of truths becomes unknown concessions are given by the guilty and the privilegedin order to doom, withhold and to pillagefairness dwindles and abuse arrivesmoral decay and liberty declines religious fanaticism and moral corruptiongo hand and hand towards egalitarian obstructionprejudice tilts the […]

Poetry: 2020

dappled grays and shades ablazepeppered petals of red overlayedwounded warriors fenced in blooddire days that glory in no-good collapse thine heart, ream thy brainshallow haunt, hate—a stainslay and sparing, I weap, I warnFrail and fraught and base inborn lack of means and weight of duethey come undone and forced anewheft that burden, thy dream tis […]

Poetry: Alone

Have you ever really been alone?Have you ever really known?What it feels like to be?In total solitude, alone and free?Not having anyone but you?Not even a very few?A family that’s not to beHaving a close and comforting history Growing up I always knewI would only be happy less or equal twoEnjoying the silence more than […]

Poetry: Fly Free, My Friend

To my friend with the gentle heartMay we grow together and never apart May life bring you much happiness and true loveAnd grant you peace and good health undreamed of Be as you are and that means be freeNever change for no one, not even for me Live life as an unplanned kissNever go a […]

Poetry: A Letter…Maybe

What has life given to me?A severe case of curiosityWhat must I do to fill this need?I must write and take pictures of every weedCan I sustain this creative flow?I know I must in order to growWhat if I continue to SUCK and never get better?Then I’ll go back to the beginning and start with […]

Poetry: A Quiet Retreat

A silent and peaceful strollAscending a soft and grassy knollTowards a large modern country homeStanding determinedly all alone A refreshingly cool summer breezeFeeling comfortable and so full of easeA garden filled with flowersA low setting sun in the deep afternoon hours Surrounded by large magnificent treesA hammock secluded from too many eyes that seesA fresh […]

Poetry: Arg-reeably Single!

Arg! I must sayDo I want to give it away?A slave no more I have becomeBeing an excessive Miss Independent is so much funTo come and go as I pleaseNo bitching motor-mouth hard nose to appeaseI can stay up as late as I wantNo tyrannical ‘daddy’ is waiting to haunt Eating whenever and whatever I […]

Poetry: Fate

To each mine eyesThe sensation liesAs time draws nearLoathe to appear For want does theeAmongst the freeAnd fate does showFor which to know What may be shownFor fear aloneEach we braveThe love to crave For what is notIs but an afterthoughtAnd for want of fewOne must never undo. By Pamela MullinsCopyright © 2003 Pamela Mullins. […]

Poetry: Happy Mother’s Day

Inspired by this and this. 😈 Lest I forget this, since this poem was written in 2017. i ate my soni felt his gauzy bones bendand crumble beneath my teethas I chomped and fedthe murmured musclesthreaded betwixt my teethand I grasp the collapsein the tang and hotnessas his skin slides downmy elongated gullet i ate […]

Poetry: Sadness

My mind is open to sadnessFor past and future eventsThe reality is likely to cause madnessTo which I will not present To each I cannot controlThe means to be seen in such a negative lightThat hurts and destroys my soulAnd ceases me to be forthright For those that struggle like meWhose heart thirsts for love […]

Poetry: Solo In Need

A tug of warA constant doubtIs less more?Isn’t that what it’s all about? Alone in a cornerHungry and coldA wish to be warmerFor someone to hold Happiness to craveA want to beA bit more braveAnd not in captivity Success a thoughtUntil then to liveConstantly foughtHungrily competitive. By Alex Shea/Pamela MullinsCopyright © 2003 Alex Shea/Pamela Mullins. […]

Book Review: Salt by Nayyirah Waheed (Poetry)

Last month, I found some of my old poetry from the early 2000’s and started posting it here on this site. This poetry was written at an illusive indecisive moment for me. It was mostly an outlet for larger issues—therapy writing, if you will. All of it bad—really bad; some so bad, I’ll probably never […]

Poetry: Death of my Father

The death of my fatherWas shocking to someBut it seemed like a botherTo someone so young Death happens for a reasonThis so I’m toldThe answer could be treasonUntil you get old An acceptance from meIn the form of this rhymeAn attempt to seeTook quite a long time To release such painIn an attempt to growAn […]

Poetry: Birthday Thanks

To celebrate my 50th birthday last week, here is a poem I wrote to friends & fam on my 33rd. Apologies to allFor not returning your callAnd thanks for the birthday wishesI was in the midst of doing dishesI turned off my phonePerhaps to be aloneNot really – Went off to peeNo – not under […]

Poetry: The Simple Life

What I want is a simple life for meBut love and happiness is never a life guarantee A child of passion I can honestly sayThat the path of my soul was to dream all day I was jubilant, cheerful, high-spirited and carefreeBut the one thing above all else was my unwavering curiosity Over the course […]

Poetry: Temped Trot

Love is not but a temped trotUntil you fall on your face and rotThose who tend to get up againHave surely yet to mendFor they start with that trotAnd think certainly notTo think they will have a pick from that potThen the one they want is not the one they caughtThe story then goesTheir happiness […]

Poetry: For Me

The RomanceThe LoveTo take a chanceOf which I’ve dreamed of The InspirationThe written wordThe Exquisite sensationOf which I’m not deterred The tearsThe hopeThe prayersThe need to cope All in my heartThis adoration is trueI’ll conceive the artFor you and only you By Pamela MullinsCopyright © 2003 Pamela Mullins. All Rights Reserved.PayPal Me | Cash Me | Venmo

Poetry: Iraq 2003

Written in 2003. Dedicated to the Iraqi people—their resilience and endurance—with apologies from those of us who fought like hell against this illegal unjust war; to everyone that lost their lives; and to the soldiers on all sides forced to swallow this farce. Fuck George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, Donald Rumsfeld & all the other […]

Poetry: Tired

I’m tired of living for othersI’m tired of standing aloneI’m tired of going through yet anotherI’m tired of trying to atone I’m tired of not having controlI’m tired of being discouragedI’m tired of giving heart and soulI’m tired of inadequate courage I’m annoyed by misinterpretationsI’m fatigued from the mental distressI’m pooped from the bad situationsI’m […]

Poetry: Yet I Roam

Sleek and nakedYet I roamTo seek the heartOf that one unknown Sensuous and sereneThe mouth does tasteThe sweet unseenTo summon in haste Soft and warmAmidst my touchSilence to formTo share as such Subtle and strokeTo soothe your soulTo submit, To provokeSurrender is the goal. By Pamela MullinsCopyright © 2003 Pamela Mullins. All Rights Reserved.PayPal Me | Cash […]

Poetry: Presence

Deep pools of chocolate brownSoft waves the essence soundTender touch the gentle covesWarm roves the treasure troves Serene scent of tranquil peaceDelights seek the anxious releaseAwaiting sparks the desperate pleasImagination with expertise The opaque wake of ominous shellsNorthern stakes the ancients spellsShimmer shows the irony flowsMassive courage the enemy slows Amazing dreams that can be […]

Poetry: A Monster In Darkness

a monster in darknessunashamed in lightsimmered and lingeredunapologetic in fight endured and survivedsuffering untreatedangry and lostan exception undefeated whispered and witheredtaming the wildnessgraced by devotionbrooding in blindness a love exposedan emotion rarea soul ravagedcourage stripped bare rising thru the ashespenetrating the throesascending thru shadowsbenign hope arose By Alex Shea/Pamela MullinsCopyright © 2013 Alex Shea/Pamela Mullins. […]

Poetry: The Hanged Man

The Empress seeks the Hanged ManTo save him from the doomed and damned He cannot move, He cannot touchFor his fear to love is far too much His weakness comes from lack of trustHis life unfair, His blame unjust She wants to hold, comfort and careAnd help him see that love is fair He holds […]

Poetry: The Sea of Solitude

All alone and totally freeI stand and stare out at the seaThe softness of sand between my toesThe just-right breeze that tickles my nose The feeling of the sun as it covers my faceThe sand giving way in a never-ending chaseThe rush of the water as it touches my feetThe coolness it supplies me in […]

Recalibrate – Potent and Worn

Potent and WornPeyton Marlow fresh and newcome again, this wari climbedi surfacedyet another encore potent and wornthis body, this whoreit mendsit breaksin this, we’re born flay the skinthem, the saboteursthey reekthey paleand live no more fade and decaytrue pain, be schooledhe screamshe criespacks be ruled flesh of menplague, we chewwho bowswho breakssisters, cleave through silence […]

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