Confession Booth

Walking down this lonely aisle Hoping it won’t take awhile To confess what’s on my mind I draw the curtain, then unwind Forgive me Father, I have sinned “Tell me Son, what brings you in?” I cannot make recompense I can’t find your first defense “Wait my child, what do you mean?” Just listen please, … More Confession Booth

Worlds of War

With the birds I share this view, indeed Yes it’s lonely, but it’s the only Only thing I seem to see Flying high up in the sky Looking down on things below See amidst, we’re so transfixed On that which sells tix to the show And yet if We flipped the switch Then maybe we … More Worlds of War

Hid Intentions

Never have I ever wrote a word I don’t remember, sitting silent serving purpose in the spaces that they’re set I know because I inked them from the places that I thinked them which at times might seem erratic, but I never forget Forget the possibility that if not you it must be me, but … More Hid Intentions

Shooting Stars

So many things happen in life That cause us pain, anguish, or strife Things that make us question Him Be it loss, or love, or sin Moments pass when we’re astray Confused, consumed, cornered, at bay Yet if we can stay the course There exists an age old force Something that comes from within But … More Shooting Stars

Marionette

It makes no sense, at least to me Strings are pulled haphazardly Never knowing why, or when A tale to tell, but there’s no pen Rhyme and reason, both absent And yet the cruelty won’t relent Overstaying welcomes Like letters that are never sent A dictator, yes it’s true It controls me, and controls you … More Marionette

Fitting In

Squares in squares, circles sit, triangles are full of it They all know just what they are; defined, described, a shooting star They all have a place to be A place that holds them, place that keeps Keeps the hardened world outside The high, the low, the any tide Normalcy is what they’re fed Waking … More Fitting In

Wildcard

I know you know I know the things that dwell inside your mind And even though that may be so there’s still much I want to find I don’t care if it’s up there and hasn’t seen the light of day Anything you say or sing it will always be okay I often wonder when … More Wildcard

Dog Rhymes

Why’d you eat that?! “Just bepaws” I told you not to! “It was my jaws” I know, but still! “Well they aren’t me” Oh my friggin god… “My B” “What, you no love me?” My heart is palp… “It’s k, come here” “Come here, I halp” Palpitating! “Wait wassat mean?” You drive me crazy “I’m … More Dog Rhymes

The Book of Job

Never have I ever longed for cold and bleak December, no, that month is writhe with all my plight, it holds the worst things I remember There is but one day I yearn, it is on the twenty-third, ‘tis a day when children pray and do things that which they all learn But underneath that … More The Book of Job

Loss of the Loved

Hey there you, what a day The sun is out and children play Care for naught, and naught a care If only Life could pause and stay A gleeful sight Until midnight When all dark thoughts Turn on a light Making me remember That sad month before September All hope was lost, the greatest cost … More Loss of the Loved

After Life

What comes next I want to know My mind needs mending Madly so Fear is part of everything The why behind the why behind The good, the bad, the greatest deed Fear is there with its own kind Madness, Anger, Lust, Contempt They’re all part of its posse, see And if it isn’t held at … More After Life

Father, Forgive

Father, please forgive us We know not what we do We’re lost right now and yet somehow We still reach out to you Perhaps it’s desperation A required, soft respite No matter case, look at my face You’re needed now, tonight Your creation got creative It took hold of the reigns And yet I fear … More Father, Forgive

Car Rides

Mr. Baxter loves car rides He hops inside and then he hides Below his blanket, I see a claw Coming from his tiny paw I turn the key and we’re like “vroom” He has his seat and all that room Laying down, his head held low Until I open the window He pops right up, … More Car Rides

The Backwards

Majestic Mr. Baxter Looking at His lands Loving all the people Created by pawhands He princes and He prances As He watches human dances A lovely ballerina Sees, says “I shall let” After all, it was His gall To invent the pirouette It was this Dog that made it all The them, the you, the … More The Backwards

My Firing Range

Some may find it strange, how I built this firing range, it houses all the darkness and emotions that I feel It’s closed to other guests because it’s where my conscience rests, I know in here there is no fear and everything is real The structures made of glass so I can see through at … More My Firing Range

Here

I don’t care where you have been For your past, or any sin All that matters is right now and that you’re here with me today All the feelings now upon us You can tell me – just be honest I know I’ll feel the same no matter what you think you’ll say I’ve been … More Here