Remember how we used to feel? Before our world got way too real? We didn’t dress to stress, impress, just to make a glor’yus mess! Ran around all Sunday long singing just one radio song and never worried right or wrong to catch a door for weak or strong, to be a part of helping […]
Category Archives: Poetry
The writings of Alecia Shepherd are vast in scope, deep in understanding, saturated with compassion and emotion, capturing the very heart of the human condition and lending its wisdom to the improvement of all who partake of it. Within this section, explore her poetry, her articles and more.
The ghost of my future greed Returns to gauntly taunt me, flaunting her children, her PhD, Gritting her teeth with loathe by degrees against the stink of complacency, and kicks the wounds that I begrudgingly nurture. Robbed of my ability to surmise, to feel, to think at all, compromised! I struggle to stab a candle […]
The very portrait of a broken word, you languor sanguine ‘gainst a tear-stained hall. You can’t pretend anymore that you are strong, or convince yourself somehow you still belong. Fingers slip as the weakness starts to smell like purple mjyk sizzle from a shattered ward. You try with all your fright to justly sink within […]
Burbles, burbles, in the skies. Memetic soliloquy pulsing like token sighs. Hey, teach me to fly! IDIOT! You can’t fly! You are interrupting my poetic muse! Uto oh! Looks like old Alecia blew a fuse! No one uses fuses anymore! Digital allegories, romancing files, recycled lines of mundane words. Burbles, burbles…BLUE BIRDS! OMG! BLUE BIRDS! […]
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I sat alone staring at the evening haze, quiet dreaming of those long ago simple days when I would wander down solemn grassy roads and I would wonder what my future would unfold. Who would have known that I would ever be standing here, having overcome so much pain throughout the years? Everything that I […]