An Abstract View

This I want present a message I’ve sent that expresses bent sanity I’ve in descent. What would I could do to be understood? My message it should evoke hope for good. Will you let me paint, before eyes do taint, rebels as lowly Saints while I still can create? Black was on my page and…

No Stopping Night

The shore is tumult where I rest a head formed in the tide’s sinews life has lead. Dark lasts so long it consumes most days. No children frolick on shores smile play. It is the way of most realities we do face that we do what we must face our place. Where cold rolls in…

I’ll Meet You There

Something wicked this way it comes; the night it cracks hear beat a drumb. The fell branches that have fallen fast. Wafted bent back has dry green grass. The world moves so in such ways it stays til both you and me we find our graves. I am mesmerized it comfort I have found. That…

What The Hell Am I Doing

I’ve a confession I am a contorter of the light. I manifest colors for my mind to take flight. What will I illuminate in my inclination’s wry sense of humor morbid perspective in my eyes? I shutter to not give in to the bitter aspect for a better part of myself; paths for to me…

Rebel Hurricane

I chew on steel I spit out nails. I spit out fire I walk by myself. I speak in rhyme in what I write. So that ears will feel some delight. For the course I walk same as you scalds the skin I’m branded no shoes. Glass on ground my feet pass over. I reach…

Burn The Shroud

My dear friend do speak as if I’m a child. For truth evades me; and is measured miles. I am dead to truth. Mystified I perplexed my family and still I find I’m still wrecked. Was I tame before the shroud fell away? From my face lace gently singed it stays. Beneath is horror unwanted,…

The Importance Of Diversity

It is sad but the truth is that here now today we do not respect one another as we should. The rancor of hate has no better example than what took place in New Zealand this week. In case you haven’t heard, over 49 lives were taken by a madman with a gun. I know…

Aged Wine

I like wine with age that is robustly thick. I like dulled nerves; pain flys away quick. The joy of life is rife, teaches I’m just a beast. It makes me a pupil to see what I must defeat. Joy can be primative with all it’s charm full. I like to think lechery and can…

My Slumber’s Journey

In me is a peril as I try and sleep. My head it rests as thunder heats. Shallow slumber does not sustain. Exuded strength is all but in vain. For below where you can’t behold I toss and turn in concerning holes. Depths that sight do not ever reach is where my sight brings me…

Breaking The Facade

I flipped a switch causing a reaction. I burn your facade for my satisfaction. Your face is soft while under is less. You move past the things unaddressed. The links of armor, you pretend to have, show a dim shimmer and break as if glass. Shards on the floor my questions broke your shallow voice…

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…

By The Light Of Day And Night

Such a canvas we have dominion over. Such a sight that begs us move slower. Breathe in the air feel how it does kiss our face. Let us rejoice we are allowed to explore this place. If for a moment we can linger and consume; the tranquility will help forget our wounds. Remind nature does…

Brutal Honesty: Rebellion’s Trip

Storms around I look and see might as well be a raging sea. Look how I don’t go for the ground. It is routine the irreverence found. I’m a taught straight laced trip. Except for rebellion I do sip. It boils and tests my nerves. Maybe that’s what I deserve. Now you can see me…

Why All The Love Stuff?

In my lifetime I have been well versed in the deterioration of the human condition on this earth. My eyes have witnessed and my hands have practiced misgivings. I am no poet nor sage or anyone who possesses any secrets to living a better life. All I know is that on this sphere pain ruminates…

Look Down At The Devil

I can shift and I change. I am of the complex sort. That’ll be misunderstood; judged in the highest court. So I cower and contemplate a fog that arises inside quick; in the air I feel a change in a cloud that enters so thick. I feel eyes as they look up, giving me a…

The Power We Weild

Tender is forlorn in a world of fire. This world’s chaos consumes all in ire. Softness is said to be a sign that’s weak. Yet moments of bliss in our minds we keep. Alleys that are found in cities of grandeur can sullen ones awe and beckon slander. The world is ablaze with hate that…

Mirror Mirror

I can’t continue on now. I can not begin pretend that I know the solutions for my struggle within. Blackness in the heart hides itself very well. Outside my projections hide what inside is hell. I reach inside a vat of my own making I believe structures I constructed they’re times I hardly see. I’m…

Only Human

Inanimate objects have a place right along side my smiling face. They remind any kind of pace leaves trails that can be traced. Made deep are the treads there in muck where motion dares go so quick making us unaware that the living need some care. I’ve attempted to cipher logic I failed at that…

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…

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…

Addicted

*** Never could I project a beautiful notion without such an innocently born devotion. It may indeed be the part of my brain addiction has known to be places I remain. Your thoughts are where there is solace, that slay the pain inside and do call us. To think ideas that become like addictions to…

Mystically Healing Eyes

My mind is vexed as traces left from her shimmering eyes take hold and mysteriously come forth to heal that which I despise. Where I saw her stand, front and center with a fiery display, was magnificent to behold; her energy lingers and over me sways. Suddenly I’m transfixed, suddenly I question myself questions, that…

If Only To Hear Your Voice

I would crucify what I hold dear, and worship you while weeping. I would do it effortlessly for you; for you supply my pain’s remedy. For your voice I’d give you dominion over my existence and loose myself. I’d leave what I find familiar and embark on your adventure. To discover the sounds of the…