Kay L. Rice

March 09, 2018


If I walk behind and you don’t know,
do I disappear in the shadow?
If I can run beside at your pace,
will I find that spot of everlasting grace?
If I become and go my own way,
Will you forget, and let me fade away?

I am screaming frantically, inside my brain.
I am drowning, drowning in my own pain.
My scars growing, covering me whole.
Encasing me, binding me, devouring my soul.

Is this just a game, am I the pawn or the queen?
Am I forgotten or on a pedestal to be seen?
My shame and horrors left open on display.
All the while cracking, crumbling fading away.

If I wait, in silence, patient, holding my tongue,
Will you arrive at my window, will you come?
If I hold on to promises made in the night,
Will you stand true and make them right?

I am screaming, frantically, inside my brain.
I am drowning, drowning in my own pain.
I feel my scars growing, covering me whole.
Encasing me, binding me, devouring my soul.

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A fire is burning,
Awaking, longing, yearning,
Splitting in two, one stays, one runs.
One embraces the night, one dies in the sun.

A dream is coming to life again.
Once cold, alone, silently she mends.
Scars like webs, weave with precision new life,
The heart grows cold, becoming sharp as a knife.

The once fragile soul left alone to die,
Now has wings to soar with no fear to fly.
Watching and waiting, perfecting her sight.
To rise once again and set things right.

The fire is burning,
Awaking, longing, yearning.
Brushing away the old like dust on a shelf,
Rising stronger as she finds herself.

Kay L. Rice




Kay L. Rice

December 22, 2017


Walking silently, wind whispers from the past.
Lovely, flowing softly, feathers without haste.
Do you see her among the falling leaves?
Do you see the lies she learned to believe?

Walking silently, be quick, look so a glimpse you can see,
Precious, generous, turning away from all she could be.
Willingly, letting go of dreams and desires, no regret.
For promises that were never meant to be set.

Walking silently, her form emerges in the rain.
When needed she comes to calm and quiet the pain.
When the sun returns and there are no more clouds,
She fades into nothing, even her tears make no sounds.

Walking silently, kneeling down to lift up those that fall,
Appearing in a moment with a single cry and a call.
Quickly forgotten, let go, as if she was never there.
Fading away, no one left to return the care.

Walking silent, wind whispers from the past.
A heart that was born to give a love to last.
Fades into the night like a ghost at the grave.
Too lost and alone to ever be saved.

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Kay L. Rice

My Desire

Kay L Rice

April 11, 2017

Eyes closed, heart tied to the sea,
Take me to where the wind speaks to me.
Where the rain paints like watercolors,
Where the sky makes the land seem smaller.

My dreams return me home as I sleep,
To where the dolphines play so deep.
Wash me away under sun and sail,
Grant me peace, freedom, without a care.

Eyes closed tight, ears straining to hear,
The sounds of the waves, no more fear.
The wind and waves call out loud to me,
“Return to your home. Return to the sea”.

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Dark Path

Words from the Ashes


Dark Path
Kay Rice

Do not wonder from this path at night,
Nor ask a stranger, your candle to light.
The forest around us, comes alive, you see,
And will gobble you up, among the trees.

Be sure that your eyes are not playing tricks,
Stay on the path as the brush grows thick.
Things live here, that are born in bad dreams,
And will chill your blood, like ice covered streams.

Do not stop for a quick, curious stare,
Ignore the movement you know you saw there.
Leave alone the rustling, single small branch,
Now hurry on home to your safe, warm ranch.

Do not stray from your path so dear,
Creatures of long ago live and hunt around here.
Stay aware for that tug on the back of your cape,
And resist the urge to take curiosity’s bait.

Run home, before the moon replaces the sun,

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Kay L. Rice

The World Says…
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend.
Yet I hear you say,
You are the diamond that shines without end.

The World Says…
Money and wealth is the what should fill our day.
And you tell me,
The treasure most sought is what is given away.

The World Says…
Push and force your rights and views on others.
And you answer softly,
Treat all around you as they are your sisters and brothers.

The World Screams…
Hoard what you have, take what you can get.
You quietly open my hand,
“Give what I give you, needs will be met.”

The Noise of the World,
Loud, chaotic and angry carries through the land.
Your voice gives me comfort,
Peaceful and Restful I become in your hand.


Arms wide open she walked to the wave,
She had grown tired of being alone and brave.
Her ears grew deaf of the growing crowd,
Her eyes fixed on the waves roaring loud.

She kicked off her shoes and wiggled out of her smock,
Moving in poetry as if her cell lost it’s lock.
Arms spread open, embracing the salt air,
She danced as she walked deeper than anyone dare.

As the wave crashed down over her head,
Onlookers screamed fearing she must be dead.
A strange sight as the waves displayed it’s rare treasure,
A creature so beautiful beyond all measure.

Rubbing eyes, holding breath, only able to stare,
At the beauty that returned to a world without a care.
With a wink and a kiss she was gone in a flash,
The sun kissed waves hid the maiden’s last splash.
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