Poetry: Can you hear me?

By Monica C. Voskamp Can you hear me, she asks. Eyelids slowly lift up Intense orbs gaze on you. Time stands still in this Intimate exposure of truth.   No words are spoken at all Just a million and one shades Of questions and concerns Of worries and fears Of love clearly written.   All [...]

Poetry: Illusion of the Eyes

By Monica C. Voskamp   I watch her spin and turn She glides across the floor On tiptoe flawlessly.   I watch her fall and rise The beauty and chaos Holds me mesmerized.   I watch her dance Across the stage of life Her body soulful and sweet Laughter floats across the floor Her smile [...]

Poetry: The Contention

By Monica C. Voskamp   You can’t erase All that pain. You can’t magically Replace the hurt. You can’t undo Anything that is past. You can’t. And that you can’t Makes you feel Powerless.   Powerless, the power You’ve known so well. You can’t change All that was done. You can’t rewind And recreate. You [...]

Poetry: Blackened Heart

By Monica C. Voskamp   Blackened heart Scorching veins Smoking rooms Moving chains.   Confined soul Losing faith. Guilty wretch Of sinfulness.   Drowning soul On repeat. This desperate place So far from home.   No where to run No where to go. No one to trust No allies left.   No one but her [...]

Poetry Story: All She Could See

By Monica C. Voskamp   All she could see was the dark. Everywhere she looked was masked With thick oozing blood of black. Nothing was as she wished it could be.   She pushed hard her hands against  The thick wall of pitch black dark Her hands probed but felt nothing Nothing but heavy air. [...]

Poetry: Catch Me

By Monica C. Voskamp   I’m in a room so dark I can’t find the door I can’t even see myself Confusion clouds my mind. I can’t find what I’m looking for Cause the lights have gone out.   I’m just standing on this barren floor Not knowing which way to turn I’ve run circles [...]

Poetry: Safe Harbour

By Monica C. Voskamp   Don’t you dare give up But it’s okay to feel the way you do. Alone. Defeated. Overwhelmed. Lost in a sea of oppressive emotions That threaten to be your final Undertow.   But that doesn’t mean defeat. That doesn’t mean lost. That doesn’t mean you give up. It simply means [...]