The Moon And I

Me and the moon, we have a history. It shows me things in sunlight unseen. *** Night it consumes, it does cool down, what sun scorched under feet ground. *** The birds a silence, the trees but forms of shadows lit glow the lit moon adorns. *** Today I rise in here then lay my…

Man Of Steel

I feel again this before. Hide my lies shut a door. All torture some things learn quick; rain it stings. Is the end in sight see past shade above trees? The view I take swing by rope a blind thing. Steal cold it I do embrace. Here I’ll live in this place. Cold spin a…

Forward Motions

Let’s not get disturbed for simply put we are human. God gave us some minutes; we choose how to use them. I am perfectly imperfect. I bleed just as well as you. I know that I do not know if I bleed at times what do. My substance is substantial but paradoxes make me weak….

As We Decompose

We fight in a fight now of reason and just cause. Because we fight this fight against our flaws. Everyday is a lonely lane that I do discover ends in a dead end that takes me to another. Solving the riddle of my own making it shakes me to my sore core so my hand…

Death Makes Us Kin

I’m far from being damn special. Yet the reaper finds I’m acceptable. Let coldness for it be reciprocal, it brings us all to be connectable. Berate fellow souls we should not for we can see our common spot. In large fields of tombstone lots we’ll be what the earth has forgot. The grave’s our common…

In The Age Of Bitter Rage

What cost can I anticipate to pay for the ransoms of this long day? My blood, sweat and tears say, until end of days I’ll live this way. Mortar and brick of tainted walls that stand in my way so very tall, stand they where people do fall. A heart do the walls have not…

Versatile Blogger Award

I have been nominated for the Versatile Blogger award. I humbly recieve this nomination with deep gratitude. I would like to thank Dwight at Roth Poetry for nominating me for this award. Click here to visit his site. I have to admit I started this site with the intention of it being something to share…

3 Day Quote Challenge: Light In Darkness

I was mentioned in a 3-Day quote challenge from Awakening Wildflower. I would like to thank her and accept the challenge. Awakening Wildflower is a wonderful writer full of positive energy. I’m relatively new and don’t know that many bloggers so challenging other bloggers I regretfully will have to forgo. Though I shall myself take…

My Bedside Table

Greetings my fellow bloggers. When I first started this site I didn’t expect the direction I was going would go anywhere. I took some classes in college pertaining to journalism and there was some part of me that wanted to stay true in that vein. Yet over time the words I wrote about current events…

Underneath The Skin

There are times when we look back. We see burdens strapped to our backs. The capacity for vision can’t be found. So we must put both feet on the ground. But what I see as the day creeps slowly by, at times softness can sustenance not supply. So I tear out my cordially met manners….

Not Born Alone

In the beginning so the story goes, was a great sin so burden arose. Wise are we now, we clothe ourselves. Aware are we, now here we do dwell. Allowed to us were minds to discover where the err slumbers; how to wake each other. So the story goes, inward we crave more. Fine tuned…

Why

I am but an earthen vessel drawn from dirt I stand still. As the rain falls I do weep. As the earth turns I do sleep. I stand and look at the sky, as I move forward I ask why. Such a place as this is irony tis why this earth’s a part of me….

Meet Me There

What right hath the world to make it’s demands on me? As it were I have mentioned it’s cold facet and madness. We scramble to assemble order throw arms into open borders. The line between surrender that would tear a soul asunder. Have we the strength of mind to lovingly give meaning and define? What…

Contemplation At Eden’s End

This tiny earth you should know where you are is bit by the snow. The land is so rife, stiffled not nice. There’s bitter ice cutting as if a knife. So sayeth God our hearts are odd. We take breaths often to breathe smog. Since original sin, what a way to begin, a starting clock…

Through A Page Dimly

It may take a book to see how lofty I tend to be. Could I ever even see it then as my life spills from a pen? Shall I write myself amongst stars? Above the fray, fast past all the scars? I can surprise myself how so easy the little things serve to please me….

Passion’s Fraught Trip

What was made was made able. We will rise becoming stable. Sweat and tears tear at the seams; whisps of kindness help sew dreams. Drawing us out to fight the fight where we see our heart’s delight. This is called passion. When your work is driven by fervant gestures giving splendid vision. The world conspires,…

ESSENTIAL, My Thank You To You

I can’t seem to get out of my way. I rely on a supply of strength for today. It comes to pass my insecurity bleeds. I try to soocher but what made cuts sees. Losing faith I bind my operating hands. My feet don’t move as if stuck in quick sand. I can recall many…

Death’s Remedy: What We Choose To See

I cover all the clocks just to see it not. But time moves so quickly for me it will not stop. Children keep dancing their youth so enchanting. As they laugh, sing and dance they speak as if commanding. You can’t live life too much fear not the reeper’s touch. Dance and sing and jump….

On What We Dwell

Morning dew upon my brow, soft sinews bring softness out. All pride self consuming, as time is sharply looming. Is the world blind to the kind? Will the mind remember in time? Of the times as warmth champions winning fights over spite’s ramblings. Do we hold close innocent time or do we brood over anger…

Farewell Darkness My Old Friend

I’m not always so clever; sometimes I seem a little cliché. Shall I go on pretending others will not beg question my ways? I wake in the dawn. I write while sipping coffee. How many more days, will there be until it stops me? A phantom entrenches me, saying my words are uninspired. When I…

Seek Within

I ask the sky why do you allow, in your expanse familiar clouds? Will my mind bend at your whim? Where you start; a place with no end. So I walk miles in an upright style. In your watch look what defiled. You are constant should I follow you? I can’t be there where once…

Where I Retreat

Watch I do the masses celebrate. I can’t comply I will not commiserate. I will withdraw to my place and draw. What my mind while in darkness saw. The embattlements that I have battled would make any soul become sadly rattled. So I retreat so I can serve to stand on my feet. Away from…

Howling At The Moon

Have I died enough to stave off nights I’ve cried, you in my thoughts? I remember when you gazed at me and said that I am one; not just a talking head. I remember when nights, the thought of you. Thoughts of holding tight in nights I never slept through. Would I be one you’d…

Where The Heart Bleeds

I saw a man, bones shown through his skin. I said a prayer for the pain that never ends. The tears fall on cold cement streets. Those cold places where the heart bleeds. Dreams lay bear, they separate and cry for some reason why some dreams die. Eyes turn away what logic won’t face. This…

What The World Can Not Touch

In the light all I do can be seen. Thankful am I for times I can dream. All the weight the world can compile can hold down and even the strongest defile. The chaotic winds chill the purest souls, toss us about at times beyond control. So hard we try trying to touch the sky….

Writing Out Sorrow

When I was a child I could be enticed by the sway of every empty insecure vice. Cold side-streets that I’ve walked alone; found did I a vessel to call my home. Every room I ventured I heard voices emplore. Screaming and weeping behind heavy doors. Everywhere around where weeping dwelled, people did despair. So…

Gracious Thoughts, A Poem For You All

Southern nights are under the same sky that covers us all. Stars seen by all eyes. How uncommon that we’d have in common things that bind not spoken of so often. You don’t know how my trenches run deep. Or no matter what how your words I will keep. Did you not know feelings show…

As If I Were Dreaming

The morning my mind when love I did find, is still frozen in time. Before then I was blind. I remember she was wild, spirited, sentimental guile. Far more familiar with life far more than I just a child. As I search my mind to describe her in kind, it seems all too clear it…

Hindsight’s Sight 

Forget please do the tumultuous storms. Leave behind what from our regret’s born. I would not be what I have forgot, but I try and see that which I am not. A learned person looks back to discover with their passions that which to recover. Leave behind what regret finds. Open your eyes, not stuck…

Why There Is Song

Do you drift like a listing ship? I feel it too tides as they rip. Upon the dew saw I on my evening stroll, I see calamity that is beyond my control. What is there for a person to do? Shed a tear for the sky being blue? Strength they say is rising above the…