Island Hippy : Writing

You call yourself a superhero

You call yourself a superhero

A Poem by Island Hippy


hey batman, why don't you come to my side of the tracks? my neighbour, puts -- needles in his arms. & the mom downstairs with three k..
After all

After all

A Poem by Island Hippy


I spent months and months not writing a single word and then you came back into my life, long enough to balance my happy with your mise..
I need a drink for this discussion.

I need a drink for this discussion.

A Chapter by Island Hippy


I studied the map closely, my husbands broad frame leaning over mine. A calloused hand skimming the map. Landing on Congo. "There it is babe" ..
Solitary

Solitary

A Poem by Island Hippy


she sits there solitary, in a concrete castle. metal where you rest your head, bathroom at your feet. no light of moon no flowers or t..
Dance with me

Dance with me

A Poem by Island Hippy


take me dancing on Saturday night when the fever starts long and slow my night potion; physical, spiritual emotion - always arriving ..
The fence

The fence

A Poem by Island Hippy


the fence around my heart is high still I climb, splinters impale my skin I need their piercing touch to remind me to begin & begin frankly, I'..
Made for you - a conclusion

Made for you - a conclusion

A Poem by Island Hippy


Part two of the poem "Made for you"
We will remember them

We will remember them

A Poem by Island Hippy


the dawn was still, hushed silence ascended as every kind of people stood side by side. young faces; pretty & fresh, old faces that wore years in ..