Biography of Violet Val
Every work of art published here has been inspired by true events, there is one current which came to me in dream.
Every poem has survived me and gone on to be viable without me.
Here with other poems where through them I have the great honor of relating an reminding others of forgotten delicious memories or hold them and remind them they are not alone.
I welcome your messages, feedback and of course your votes.
These works of labourous love have served as witnesses to who I am who Ive been and whom I may become, should I see past tomorrow. There are several more experiences ready to be purged out from me and onto paper...(poemhuner) and claim their existence. Through them I hope to inspire, teach, and serve.
Violet Val Poems
This cage I call consciousness Reminds me everyday Of mistakes I have yet to pay
Face to face Do I dare? Standing so close Toe to toe
the gypsy said it looking in to my eyes “He” is your soul mate… I tried not to laugh How silly to have thought you
Prayer For My Demise
I pray for instant death I pray for slow sweet death I pray when I join him in the afterlife my love will know of my arrival
I find myself here again At the edge of this cliff Again
Back And Forth
Rocking back and forth Metronome Back and forth
I'm playing with fire I take a chance Of being reborn, from my ashes like a Phoenix rise Or Being engulfed, burned alive.
Population: Not You
When I was younger they would tell me I had no clue as they nodded their heads from side to side As I would skip on by yelling ''Viva la vida! The world is mine! ' Now I know what they referred to...
the gypsy said it looking in to my eyes
“He” is your soul mate…
I tried not to laugh
How silly to have thought you
the knight who would fight my fright
Falling deeper into your trap
I thought myself lucky