Alex Murdaugh: But Pronounced Alec Murdock Because Literally Nothing I Do Makes Any Sense Whatsoever

So what if I stole millions? Who cares I faked my death? That makes a man a psychopath? Pleb please, don’t waste your breath Just because I’m more corrupt than Kremlin KGBs Does not mean I am capable of nuking family trees Judge and jury: this I say – just take one look at me! … More Alex Murdaugh: But Pronounced Alec Murdock Because Literally Nothing I Do Makes Any Sense Whatsoever

The Old, Wise Owl

Somewhere in the trees tonight Though hidden, sits an owl I hear it through the window, ask “Whose spirit guides you now?” “Memory is not a haven” “When darkened, is the past” “Safety lies ahead for they” “Who fight until their last” Words he spoke, this owl outside Intent, I listened in I gave them … More The Old, Wise Owl

Cherish

I drove in thought, as tend I do On whim, I paused as I passed through Pulled aside and spent the day Atop the bluffs, where my dog played And though he is not with me now I felt him there, some way, somehow The moss, a feel of fur it had The breeze, sound … More Cherish

Reflections

A one way mirror, it must be For them, it’s clearer seen than me I look to my left I look to my right I know not where to walk tonight Should I take this path? Should I go there? Feign the footsteps of who dare? Nothings known on a false throne Uncertainty is all … More Reflections

At Peace

Sitting silent, amidst the trees A place where I’m at peace to think Close my eyes, feel the breeze Nothing else is happening No need of stress, do that, plan this For worries, here; they all vanish I cast a stone to make a wish The calmness ripples, catching it I now look down, a … More At Peace

Happy Birthday, Mom

Happy birthday, Mom Six years have passed, I know I can’t lie it still feels like You were just with me, though You’re missed more than anything In thoughts each, every day And yes it’s true that not for you I’d have no words to say Everything I’m doing Every word I write Is fueled … More Happy Birthday, Mom

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