What No Rhyme Defines

I am walking one foot in front of the other. My left foot is happy that it has another. I walk the line fine I’m luckier than most to appear sane when I’m haunted by your ghost. I’m always happy when it rains washing streets. I just lock myself inside pull over my head sheets….

Seeing Your Art

Clouds full of prose; smiles speaking lines translated in my tears they’re quite sublime. Question my judgement, I’ve been there many times before you defeat fear and solve calamity. My conscience considers where I should proceed. As I take in now slowly your words spoken to me. My prying eyes they do open at enlightenment….

Unsearched Feelings

I’m standing on edge at the climatic scene that involves us both at heart-felt intensity. Refreshing waves they wash over me my being and honestly my love I wonder if I’m breathing. Suffocating anticipation has me gasping breath that surges through me and it scares me to death. I’ve examined myself I try to keep…

Precepts Of My Aged Soul

Affixed to my center are scars from battles my heart has traversed on roads I’ve traveled. What venture for today do you have planned friend? You’ve got adventure all while I pray the day ends. My inner concepts free flow as I sip slowly a bottle while I know your plans call for you at…

Blaming The Reaper

They say look at him now how he tries to work words. Tell him he has no meter and his words, how absurd. He speaks as if he knows how a true poet feels bleed from the heart rhythm and now from lines come speed. I hear them they are right but I know not…

Heartfelt Tears

I face me today and there’s dark portent in and surrounding the circles my eyes do rend. Off focus and bruised is my straight line of sight that spectacularly plots to start cunningly conive. Behind my eyes there are places that are too weak. Jaded and torn I know it’s easy for me to weep….

My Abode

In systematic functions that reside in my entity are complex imaginings that are familiar to me. I can’t put down my ways that I create for safe harbor. For some simple relief I form order as if an author. I paint pictures that soothe underneath little qualms that I debate with myself salting a little…

What The Eyes Don’t See

Complex as is the cosmos and unique as if one’s finger prints. What eyes see is in no such way half of what true beauty really is. Magnificent ways do surround, from a mind’s splendid sound. If the blind brought sight then this would be what is found. I found this artwork online by George…

The Day Gentleness Dies

Once there was definition to that which once was honor. Mother earth has dominion over man that is upon her. Once man did discover, once man did search souls, man has dug into the earth; yet all was a search for gold. As time winds so constant different means it supplies. Yet at the core…

A Journey Of Discoveries

No need of words now that a look has captured. No need of sound now. Such things have raptured. Delivered unto the earth, returned up into the sky. No confusion all is clear and my view is so divine. I have delved deep inside, I have found myself well. So I return back unto the…