For Me A Beast

I celebrate my time which I’m given from that which I do not know under the sun. A book calls me dust with life I am sewed by an all ever present God I’ve tried know. Am I kneeling for it, pain overcome by me, it ruminates sunk in oozes pride I’ve relief. Elliptical forming…

Will You Sleep Well?

I see in the sunlight but I can’t see right. I hear the air slight as you speak tonight. Can you please tell where I should dispel the myths I spin tale so I might sleep well. You know it all now so please show how you translate to vow your word’s so proud. You…

They Call You Ambition

My Letter To The Devil I’m more than just a little curious you restore calm amongst the furious. *** It is like your hands wave a wand. One minute there it is then is gone. *** You are no Christ born carpenter you want aggrandizement when through. *** A heaven’s hell is stoked by treason;…

Refusing The Sun

I asked of dawn, no sunlight today. I am now here in my mind I do play. Illuminating logic the light did retort for my own eyes to transmit to report. Communicate did the sun and I debate. For my mind chaos; truthes they berate. I do not now know what before I knew. Filters…

I Guess I’m Damned

Pride is spoken of in the Bible as a hindrance. There is an obvious conflict when one talks about pride. How can someone be both humble yet also confident without being prideful? There are times when I think of what I have power over and the reality is that I only have power over my…

The Blindness Of Pride

“Pride is the parent of destruction, pride eats the mind and the heart and the soul alive.” -Anne Rice I shudder to try and address those whom would confess they do not possess regret for subjecting truth to duress. Pride at times is useful unless it is not truthful. Pride can make lies usual; burying…

An Obstinate Muse

The future it came, not its master am I. Here I might shatter but I will not comply. Subservient musings, here I stand amazed. I will note the notion see how a pen behaves? Wrought bitter aspects did newness require. Shout at clouds I will as the day slowly expires. Will I be enough to…

Blind Me

Storms in the east fires in the west some things move faster than the rest. Is there any way you could explain foundations crumble though my mind’s sane. All sanity consumed my spirit has no rest; I feel you move in and out of my chest. Push me off the path I try and walk…

Gossip’s Cowardice

So insecure, so much talk. Filling rooms; halls we walk. Spewing forth gossip’s sadly natural. Yet assertions can be far from factual. Do we really need another’s ear to hear? Or wish to take sides with gossip as a spear? From the mouth comes so much harm. Words can lift but also cause alarm. Gossiping…

Are We Enough

Masks and fancied montages serve to hide personal facades. Why do we let ourselves abuse our own ways we secretly choose? Am I enough worthy of enough of one’s secrets from another’s touch? What the world, what we let it see. Is not quite like what we seem to be. We act strong like the…