Lydia’s Poem

(I met a girl named Lydia by the pool in San Francisco. She said she was a poet. I said so was I. We drank beers and swapped lines of this poem. One line is hers, and one line is mine, and so on. There was never anything sexual or anything like that, just poetic. Then, we went our separate ways never to be seen or heard from again. Cool chick. Poetry. The writer’s version of a jam session.)

Her wings drip tips

Sweet angel lips

She flies, sweet grace

Through angel skies

In true, she flew

Around you

Maybe you knew

That place in space

That captures every hue

Of power, magic, joy and love

Singing sorrow from above

Pure as the dove

In her god sent flight

Showering the sign

Of peace and light

As we wandered into the night

But we’ll be alright

Just turn you yearn

For being victimized

Hypnotized

Fantasized

In the steam of dream

All that you’ve seen

Or all that may seem

In angel world

Time is swirled

The knowledge in your heart reigns

As for once, pure freedom is obtained

and all that you’ve been caught in

Or taught in

Like a memory it swims

Published by GonzoWolf

C. Derick Miller is an award winning Splatterpunk/Indie/Cult/Horror/Dark Fiction author, Gonzo journalist, freelance A&E journalist, screenwriter, poet, ordained minister, and songwriter born in the town of Greenville, Texas. A seasoned paranormal investigator and administrator for the fine art industry, his influences include Hunter S. Thompson, Kevin Smith, Shawn Mullins, and Del James. He is currently signed with Death’s Head Press and is Sr. Writer/Jr. Producer for AtuA Productions. Chad is also an active member of the International Thriller Writers organization, the Horror Writers Association, and co-host of both the “Butterflies Make Me Angry” and “American Justice” podcasts. He resides in the Bishop Arts District of Dallas, Texas and has a price on his head for his short story “Hell Paso” contained in the #1 Amazon Best Selling/Award Winning Death’s Head Press Anthology “And Hell Followed”. He wishes he was making up that last part but…it’s nice to be wanted.

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