Creeping, Searching and Lurking

Creeping, creeping, ever seeking

Lurking, lurking, always searching

Gone, gone, where can she be

the girls is lost, the girl is free


Crazy, crazy, do you hear them whisper

Calling, calling, why won’t she answer

Crying, crying, she is crying

She is crying, I am dying


Hissing, hissing, they hiss at me

The hiss at me, I cannot see

I cannot look

I cannot find

I cannot find her, she is mine


Creeping, creeping, ever seeking

Lurking, lurking, always searching

Gone, gone, where can she be

the girls is lost, the girl is free



by Bonnie Jean Higgins



Kinda my tribute to the Dr. Seuss style of writing LOL

Road Map Of Contradictions ~ 2010 ~ In Memory April 13, 2012

As asked I am re-posting this poem in the memory of who it was wrote for.

To those who requested this

I love you all very much

Originally  Posted  April 12, 2011

Road Map Of Contradictions


You cannot see what I see
And I cannot feel what you feel
A loss as to the outcome
A conflict that is much to real
Pain for you I cannot fathom
And my fear you cannot grasp
We dance on a sharp edge
A complicated mess
Is it normal what my eyes behold
When you feel no pain
I can only look to the past
Of what I know
And you do not seem the same
Many years have passed us by
And changes have been made
Still you change every day
It is hard to comprehend
I look at you with loving eyes
You fail to see I care
I want to help
To ease your pain
But the cost is hard to bare
Yes this pain is yours my love
It is in your hands alone
You are unable to let me share this burden
You say you must do this on your own
Sadly I am unable to understand
The road map of your thoughts
I will stand and wait for the day
When you can take me along.

BJH ~ 2010


This was inspired by someone whom I loved dearly who struggled with addiction. Sadly not all can be helped. Eventually you have to walk away to save your own life. Good Luck ALP

April 12, 2011

Sad to say the addiction took over and he passed away. Rest In Peace ALP

April 13, 2012


Sagittarius Musings

::Flip-Flop Tan Lines::

White waves rush

to greet coral toe tips

Sand of white powder

Sets off flip-flop tan lines

Silver moon

Illuminates ocean waves

That hum melancholy Chopin

 moon shines down

On receding waves

Powder white sand glitters

Setting off a single pink flip-flop

May 6, 2012


Seashore Daydreams by Neptune’s Daughter

:: Seashore Daydreams::

White caps break long before they reach the shore

Sent from the churning ocean

Kissing an endless horizon

That I can only dream of following

The Sun sets in hues of cornflower blue

Calm and serene

Above Neptune’s restless realm

The horizon I long to go to

To sail to

I want to it follow forever

Seashore daydreams

Just a fleeting passing shimmer

When I wake up in the morning

The white caps

Crashing and pounding

Will fade away to become

Just a picture in my camera

~ ~ ~

Bonnie Jean Higgins

Rehoboth Beach Delaware

March 2012


Her name is unknown… followed by crows

:: Followed By Crows::

There are mornings when the Sun is not welcome

When the day should not come

When I do not want to greet Dawn

This morning came like a criminal

The big yellow eye

Broke through his window

Fought the skeletons

And caressed my hand

The feeling cold and numb

When the Sun steels my Moon

I know I must go

My time in his bed

In this peace

Are at an end

And minutes will turn to hours turn to days

Until again

I hear his heartbeat in my ear

The whisper of his breath on the crown of my head

This was my home

Outside it is cold

Hearing omens brought by crows

As I head south

Far away from home

Bonnie Jean Higgins

March 2012