Windsor Knots

Masks are nice, they’re pretty, right? Just look at what I wear tonight This suit is fitted – these winds? Or not You’d love all of these things I’ve got   All the lights shine onto you When we fall in this photo booth Yeah, its fun, alright I guess How everything lights up that … More Windsor Knots

Love

A man is lost in a dilemma His love, his heart, his dearest Stella She dances, sings, does everything That causes men to offer ring   But there’s one knot tied in this chain He never thought he’d love again He was sent off, to war, you see And it was thought, that died, had … More Love

Remember Me

**DISCLAIMER** This poem addresses suicide. By reading any further, you acknowledge that this artwork does not promote suicide in any way, and is only meant as a creative endeavor. —————————– I write this, love, only for you. I want you to feel how I do. So many things have coursed my mind, never spoken, nor … More Remember Me

My Idols

My closest friends, they’re here, I know Em, and Fitz, and Frost, and Poe They do not sit and dine with me They reside in my mind, you see   We write, we wonder, work and play We converse every single day Whispers in the wind and skies The glint that’s deep inside my eyes … More My Idols

A Waste of Time

A Waste of Time How often do we fall for things that people say and do? How often do we wonder if the things they say are true? And when there’s doubt we call them out when stories don’t connect I wish I had a dollar for each lie that we collect What makes us … More A Waste of Time

The One: First Entry

Can we be honest with ourselves for a moment? I want to talk about some things. Things like Facebook. Twitter. Instagram, perhaps. Hell, even Tinder…anything that lets people advertise who they are (or at least who they want to be) without having to concern themselves with the real world. Yeah, I know. It’s not easy … More The One: First Entry

His’trys Writ

The fire raged as Nero played While Rome was burning bright And yet the man had not betrayed As they all say, that night He was not the man you thought At least, who bards all say The truth is far from what they’ve taught No songs were sung that day Till second world war’s … More His’trys Writ

The Answer: 2

Thought. It is such a curious concept. It exists behind everything. Every single action, every single behavior, every single thing we do is motivated by thought, whether conscious or not. Breathing, for example. Do you think every time you take a breath? I think not. And yet you do it. I am having difficulty compartmentalizing … More The Answer: 2

Hide & Seek

Sweaty brow, aching back, home packed lunch and the sleepless nights That’s how things were done when people worked, reaching up for higher heights Dirt and grit, skin and bone, not a moment thrown into the waste Men would own up to the challenge, no obstacle they wouldn’t face Things got done, cities built, on … More Hide & Seek

My Lake Chateau

Come my friend, its you, I know, that stands outside my Lake Chateau. I took a walk, just hours ago, and now I sit by this window. Please, my friend, I’ve something to show; come join me through the portico. Open the door – its unlocked, you know, and come share this fine, old, red … More My Lake Chateau

We Done Lost Our Minds

Okay ya’ll. I haven’t written an actual blog post for a looooong time. I’ve pretty much used my site for poetry, short stories, etc. But today…oh boy. Not today. Many of you are probably familiar with the dating app, Bumble. If you aren’t, here’s a quick crash course: Tinder, but yellow. Just kidding; basically Bumble … More We Done Lost Our Minds

Pyramid

Pain It fills my veins Evades the remedies Reaches all my extremities A life of love so temporary, I allude I opt instead for darkness, and solitude Pen and pad are all I want, they’re all I need Though I try to hide the pain, each day I grieve Search for calm and peace of … More Pyramid

No I Say

You want an album? No I say Cause I don’t rap, not any day I just write, my words they say Enough for you and me today   I get it, all these things I write They make sense when you read at night This world is filled with hate and fright And reading lends … More No I Say