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

Afraid to Feel

Vulnerability. It seems like something most despise So let me be frank; I’ll tell no lies Truth is, I’m quite conflicted About something often on my mind I suppose I’ll just be candid Bluntly share this struggle of mine Relationships. Yes that’s right. Which may come as a surprise After all, I love to socialize, … More Afraid to Feel

Conscience

Things we think we know are true The life we live, both me and you So often isn’t candid truth I say to this confession booth What rules are right? What rules are wrong? What lyrics tell A moral song? These questions, see, exist to ask Just what, in life, is our great task? To … More Conscience

You Humans

You humans bore me, yes its true I shall scoff, and yawn at you That leash you hold is nothing, I just let it be At any point I’ll chew it, and set my smart self free Its cute you think you own me, it really makes me laugh I’ll just play dumb then lift … More You Humans

Nether Plane

The Nether Plane At times, we others seem to feel That things are different, things aren’t real Our jaded eyes begin to tire And sink into a darkened spire Ideas meander, as dream creates Strange beasts our mind imagine-ates Our thoughts are anchored, ball and chain And dragged into this nether plane Amidst the silence, … More Nether Plane

Create

There is a certain thing that’s true Regardless of the age Ere the days when fires grew ‘Tis they who warmed the stage Hidden, they’re amongst us, who Commit life to their gift While ‘oft taken for granted, true Its they who push, and lift Endless innovation; thought Relentless drive, it seems Armed with minds, … More Create

Priorities

Hello my friend, please dim the light A tale I have for you tonight About a man, who long ago Was hanging up the mistletoe For ‘twas December, and time for he To decorate the Christmas tree This man; a husband, a father, too His family should come first, it’s true And yet ‘twas something, … More Priorities

This Wishing Well

Standing here, I flip this coin My oft stray dreams now fine’ly join The thieves of thought think hard, you see And mine the deepest cavity Requiring midnight’s darkness; black The sound of silence, naught a crack The ones who came before me know Shakespeare, Whitman, Frost, and Poe Together who all see this world … More This Wishing Well