Devices that are literary, I sent to them a day’s invite. RSVP has been unclear, I don’t know who I expect tonight. Maybe we’ll be joined by awe-inspiring Alliteration. Always assuming at the alter that it’s allowed to join our station When he arrives, I’ll check the door. For I’ve been waiting, Metaphor. Join us … More Steward of the Written Word
Thoughts race through my mind, tonight. In darkness I am cursed to write for in my realm, there’s little light. No pattern plagues this black ink pen, it only bleeds what’s held within. Every evenings dear to me, for ‘tis the only time I’m free. Free of false facades by day, I cherish every night … More Proverb 23:7
The gig is up, my liege and lord Nobody cares for gold no more Materials no longer rule Hoard your riches – look a fool This is the Age of Reason, friend For vanity became your end You cared more for that soft, pressed shirt Than houses made of mud, and dirt You want to … More The Song of Mockingbird
You ask me, why spend life so bottled in? Why not go out, enjoy the world? I’ll tell you love, here, come right in But first let me untie what’s curled Sometimes we want to get away Forgetting what we saw Others, they just prance and play Not knowing how we’ll someday fall What year … More Brothers in Arms
Someone has to light the fuse For He has prophets He can use Who among us will ignite The fire we’ve begged for all night? Burning down judgmental lies And through the burning ash, arise New life that now is given to The ones who worship without “who” For if there is a God above … More Faith, So Fickle
If you saw her true interior Past the toughened, hard exterior Saw the sadness and the fear in her Youd’ve never said those things Every day she stays devout And keeps her calm as you just shout Of things you know nothing about Blinded by the hate it brings Granted taken, you have done Oblivious … More Fly Away
My Words You may be good with numbers, see But words belong to those like me My foundry melts the “b” and “e” To craft the words which come to be Every letter that I write is stamped with things I think at night These books, these poems, the short stories I write to put … More My Words
While you’re posting, making brands These molds are sculpted with my hands Faking press is fine, you see When you don’t care for “look at me” Having followers is great But does the content satiate? Or does it only serve the “you” As influencers tend to do So smart they seem to think they are … More Future Holds What It Belongs
If you saw her true interior Looked through all the hard exterior Saw the sadness, sincere fear in her You’d never say those things You’d see the stuff that she puts up with While you tell her to plead the fifth Though it’s true, and not just a myth ‘Twas you who locked her … More No Strings Attached
I know I’m diff’rent, I’m weird alright? But you don’t seem to mind tonight Just relax and listen to The things, this eve, we’re gonna do I’ll pick you up at half past six Your hairs so fine the way it’s fixed Then to dinner we shall ride, music low, you by my side Valet … More Is It Her Or Is It Me?
How the World Should Work 