The Mask The epidemic came, people had to wear them They learned many many things from it You could hide things- a smile, a scowl, even a pout Some even learned what it was actually like to become it I learned at a very early age about the mask But this mask has no cloth, …
Author Archives: Joel Prickett
Robbed Childhood
Robbed Childhood I understand robbery And lives flexed from a good reality A rubbery existence A hollow place leaving difficulty to stand Children deserve the very best Of what a parent can give A reality ground in loving communion A life that healthy parents together planned Children don’t deserve dysfunction And being the canvas for …
End of my Rope
End of my rope I remember joy, I remember light Lightness as light as the lightest feather I know darkness And I know pain And I know the tightness of a tightening tether I remember laughter, I remember smiles Smiles as bright as the brightest ray of hope I know sadness And I know tears …
Loss
Loss Above all else My pain is worse. I need a moment to dwell in myself. This may take years. This is not new to my self- It’s not my first. It’s no one else. Before all is said And many thoughts left undone, Many aspirations turned to ash As bridges burn- I’m only left …
Thin Blue Line
Thin Blue Line I understand the concept of the thin blue line, a little- It separates good from evil with the cop in the middle. Without it we would know a very totally different existence. But there’s a spot on this thin line that to me really doesn’t make sense. The day of reckoning will …
Soul Scab
Soul scab Have you ever had a well healed scab ripped from your soul? Have you ever stood in the middle of hell and still felt cold? Have you ever prayed for the very best for those who tried to destroy you? Have you ever had loved ones who love you so much that they …
Impressions
Impressions The footprints 👣 of Jesus in the sand The grooved sidewalk shows a shape of a hand The mighty ocean crashes onto the land The pale white skin under a wedding band These are all impressions The tear streaked track down cheeks skin The accusing question of “where have you been?!” The gradual loss …
Hate
Hate It’s when you’re blinded so much by your own hate which you hold so dearly That allows others to see the true nature of your heart much more clearly Hate’s a self-serving proposition which some cling to with lavish intensity Hate’s a lie which should never be adorned as our human nature’s true propensity …
Rubber Soul
Rubber soul The treads run thin at times in our lives The pain sneaks through like fresh sharpened knives Should I sell my soul? Should I give in and fold? Or kick back with a fresh step of my soul with a goal to revive We scream at times I can’t take anymore or go …
Forgive and forget
Forgive and forget You forget by forgiveness Not forget what was unforgivable But the part which contributed To your madness The slope is slippery on this one If you don’t grasp the truth You’ll slide off into oblivion The pain is real, it’s undeniable But the grip you place upon it Leaves your own self …
