Ericka Arthur – FEMININE COLLECTIVE

WANTED

April 22, 2018October 15, 2018 Ericka Arthur

I want you in my life more than what you are But I don’t know what that’ll look like It’s as though I’m surrounded by the finest of china and rarest of art but must keep an arm’s distance. I don’t know I just don’t…but I do know I want Read more

17

April 2, 2018October 15, 2018 Ericka Arthur

And then I thought… How can I climb this Mount of Ever needing Rest? Shall I start one stain at a time? Jealous of the 17 chosen to immortalize moments. Ink the language. Skin the canvas. Mouth(s) water walking a fine line. I assured no accent required. I insisted only Read more

Naked

March 17, 2018October 15, 2018 Ericka Arthur

I feel naked without you So very As if I have been exposed Others here have knocked on my doors, scaled my walls and attempted to climb my every hidden tower As if the gods who live under the earth has told them that my lover needs silence. I do Read more

NIGHTWALKER

February 1, 2018October 13, 2018 Ericka Arthur

Tossed and turned vehemently again. Apathetic and stoic you show no signs of a struggle. Our what feeds our why halted only by our when. At the scene of our crime remains unsolved our puzzle. Your guilty feet leave no new prints behind. I hate that, yet again you’ve overpowered Read more

LOST

November 29, 2017October 13, 2018 Ericka Arthur

How can the voices I don’t hear compete with the voices you do? For loving you has become difficult and the wanting of you now feigned I walk in truth and lie beside you in regret For you rehearse layers of lies and dance erratically to the syncopated rhythms of Read more

Thought

November 4, 2017October 13, 2018 Ericka Arthur

Thought …about what made me happy, was making me happy; makes me happy. Thought …about what made me laugh the hardest and when I laughed the hardest. Thought …about when I smiled the most; smile the most. Thought …about who, what, when, where, why and how I was my best Read more

HELL-O

April 4, 2017April 15, 2017 Ericka Arthur

Drawn to the scorching And then your Spring showers From choppy singed waters To smooth sailing From Summer tornadoes To dry Autumn winds Enveloping Winter Underlying our laying Our S’mores Our invisible foundation Shook Volcano erupting You appear to take pleasure In having burned me Heart melted Now decaying Read more

I Am Afraid

November 12, 2016October 6, 2018 Ericka Arthur

There. I said it. Bring on the Calvary! Sound the alarm! Blow the trumpets in Zion and quote every single scripture on fear you know and I will say them right along with you. Yes, I am fearless, fearfully and wonderfully made but I am also afraid. Of what you Read more