My Hands

Never idle, on the move, ink pours on the page The force that drives, a needed guide, is with me on this stage I try to be an optimist, but sometimes I’m consumed by rage Thinking of how things are done and how they could so quickly change Yes all the world’s a stage you … More My Hands

Between the Lines

Never have I ever wanted to fit into normalcy Every time I thought of it I knew that it just wasn’t me Don’t get me wrong, I know that it’s society There’s nothing bad of being glad and fitting in the mold, you see And if I’m being candid it’s a life I’ve started to … More Between the Lines

Ripples

Ripples, I see down below The waves are moving, soft and slow Like zephyrs, gently drifting through The water’s stillness calms and soothes I cast a rock into its deeps Watch it sink as this willow weeps I see the first bright evening star Across the lake, the trees afar The coast adorns a bright … More Ripples

My Life

The sand, the dirt, the grass, the trees The sticks, the stones, the light, the breeze The things this world has made for me Have warmed my heart and set me free I look at the stars as I rest on my knee They twinkle and spark, this light that I see I gaze at … More My Life

Letter to My Lost: 1

My love. My all. Such memories do we share. Memories such as the times we’d awaken to the sun’s shimmering rays darting through the window, on those soft linen sheets as you’d rollover, greeting me with the morning’s first kiss. Memories of your fingers gently gliding, cusping the back of my neck, holding me as … More Letter to My Lost: 1

Keep the Prayers

Keep the prayers, I request, to your own faithful self. They’re distant to me, meant for somebody else. I was close to your God, admittedly you see, until he ripped me apart; abandoning me. I’m told “There’s always a reason”. Yeah, well I disagree. No purpose is found in response to my plea. His “love” … More Keep the Prayers

My New World

The other day I went out and bought this big ass terrarium. At first I wanted something else, like a ferret, or salt aquarium. But I ended up changing my mind. Something about that enormous, transparent habitat just appealed to me. Not sure why. Anyway, I took it home, set it down, walked away and … More My New World

Never Satisfied

My biggest fear isn’t what I thought it’d be It’s not the day of final rest, not the day I cease to be It’s that my time alive isn’t spent the way it needs to be That all I did was sit back and react to what’s been done to me That’s not the path … More Never Satisfied

Metaphor

How fun it is, to take a word Transform it into things unheard The past, a coffin, the future; door Their meanings changed, through metaphor Our language flexes, its members bend Its versatility, no end And as I sit here, pen in hand Exploring language; all its land I say to all, this eve I … More Metaphor

What If They Died

What if they died? What if that artist Who painted their works So great, yet shunned For personality quirks What if that singer Who hit impossible notes Wasn’t caught up in drama Or the brunt of your jokes What if you focused On content they write Instead of the bullshit The cheap and contrite Why … More What If They Died

For Better or Worse (Ch 8)

IMPORTANT: HUMAN BEINGS ARE VOLATILE, DANGEROUS, AND EMOTIONALLY UNPREDICTABLE  ***Handle with utmost caution. Do not allow these creatures outside of the included habitat*** Setting her instruction booklet aside, the little girl takes one final look at her “teenie-weenies”, before clearing the tank to make room for her next batch of creatures. “Sorry little guys!! I … More For Better or Worse (Ch 8)

Cultural Evolution

Traveled around, we used to abound  Till one day learned how to farm A fire was sparked, and then one remarks  Hey guys, come under my arm We fell for this slight, believed his birthright Succumbed to his law and decree Till fine’ly we fought, and freedom we bought With our blood. Now none bend … More Cultural Evolution

Vengeance 

Your sticks and your stones May break all my bones  But these acts, I swear you’ll regret For time heals us all It builds a stone wall And this, we shall not forget You came here to slay  To take mine away All that, which we hold close and dear Yet here, I still stand … More Vengeance 

Dear Mom

Dear Mom I want you to know, Mom I’ll never forget  The pain and the hurt Nary thought of regret For all you could do And with all you could give You gave to us three In hope that we’d live The life that we dreamed  Where good turns to great When happiness soars And … More Dear Mom

The Fly 

The Fly Confusion consumes me I know not what to do  I just watched this small creature To my trap it just flew  This fly, it has fluttered  And flittered about So to end all the buzzing I set flypaper out Yet, now, as I watch it My conscience, it sees And begs that I … More The Fly