Poetry: Never Stop Growing

By Monica C. Voskamp   Be inspired Never stop growing Always be learning Never stop knowing.   You can’t always be right You can’t always be wrong When you are learning You are always giving Life to the living.   Don’t waste this breathe Live it fully Don’t neglect this time Use it wisely.   [...]

Poetry: Here

By Monica C. Voskamp   What did I do so wrong To get here? How could have I missed All those bleeping signs? How did I, how did I End up here?   Broken shattered mess. They call me hopeless But still I protest Is it delusion or is it hope I don’t really want [...]

Poetry: Darker Side

By Monica C. Voskamp   I wandered through the Falling leaves of autumn gold The smell of earth rose like smoke Enticing my nose to breathe deeply. Sunlight filtered through the trees Sending reflections of glittering.   But I drifted farther down the trail I left the leaves of golden hue And wandered into the [...]

Poetry: Matrimonial

By Monica C. Voskamp   I’m standing at a distance. You’re on the other side I see the door in between. And I hesitate to step inside. You are patiently waiting You are calm and certain.   Hurt many times before Afraid to trust once more I stand in the entry to you Watching to [...]

Poetry: Hit n Run

By Monica C. Voskamp   Open the door And rush right in Think you’ve mastered well. You do the things you deem right Make it all unfold so black and white. But it’s not so simple to keep this sh*t up The daily parade of pretending love. Reality protests quite obviously Love is not a [...]

Poetry: Anxiety

By Monica C. Voskamp   Hands clutching round my throat I struggle for a breath. Heart beats pounding in my chest I struggle to get free.   Captor laughs in scorn Mocking words: “You want Free?” His grip tightens harder As his fingers interlock around me.   I writhe and struggle Gasp and try scream [...]

Poetry: Different Creature.

By Monica C. Voskamp   She couldn’t blend in. She tried. She covered her face With forest mud. She held the leafy tree Close to her chest. She couldn’t fit in.   The forest knew She was different Not a animal. Not a plant. Not a native. No, she couldn’t fit in Because she wasn’t [...]