A Custom Cage Blood and rouge, Greed and dread. I saw your face, Heard what you said. Sleep calls, singing, ringing. Let me find you in the dark. ~~~ I broke it down, Elements of life, Carbon unfastened, Building blocks of strife. Pace of ocean waves, unyielding. Cuckoo chasing silent lark. ~~~ My electrons Are mixed with yours, On the moon And foreign shores. Blind … Continue reading A Custom Cage, a poem of falling
Funny Funny how the world keeps turning even when your heart stops finding meaning in its beat. And when the wronged is lying but seems so honest and the good guy is blamed. Funny how the gender or race or wealth of a human is lifted up as the trigger for pain. And when the lies are regretted but it starts a war and someone’s … Continue reading Funny, a poem that is not
Someday When I wake, this I say, “Let me live my life today.” When I lay down, this I cry, “Let me live before I die.” Now I wake to the sun’s rays. I’d like to spend the hours at play. But money urges me to my desk. I won’t be getting any play or rest. Someday I’ll leave this job behind. I’ll find a … Continue reading Someday, a poem of hope and tears
There is a wood with no beginning. Glad am I, to see it spread above me now, canopy thinning. I wish that I may find the end. I could rise like birds from ashes, or carried by twisting winds. I would melt into the ether, finally living out my end. If desire and desperation could reality impart, I would ride sunrays like rivers, freedom lightening … Continue reading Sunrays Like Rivers, a poetic wish
Hello my demon friends and foes. I’ve come to offer you this rose. Salty iron, red with love, Dripping beauty, tears, and blood. Death is dreaming, soon to waken. Life is barren and forsaken. Plead with me for scales unweighted. No judge blinded, decided, jaded. Within the world of whispers quiet, Without the verbal pulpit pilots, Where only pride is price to paupers, Patience cannot … Continue reading The Judge, a poem for the forsaken
WILL TO RISE Will my body now to rise from soft haven, sweet and calm. Will my soul to stir inside and still living, carry on. Will myself to lift and stretch, to move with intention pure. Will my frame to strongly stand, giving in to life’s allure. Will my thoughts to clarify, and lock upon what I so choose. Will my doubt to nullify, … Continue reading Will to Rise, a poem
Stand Strong I have a thought to call myself a princess Of a kingdom long since gone to rest. I have a thought to take to sleep and wander Through dreams of flowered fields and oceans vast. I have a thought to take these in a bottle And drink them down without a bit of bread. But thoughts of feasting cannot sate my hunger And … Continue reading Stand Strong, a poem
If you have seen my newest poetry chapbook, you know I deal with depression. Depression is not something I would wish on anyone, but it has given me a unique perspective on mortality. Death is beautiful. I have no fear of death. I’m not physically reckless because I don’t want to be injured. I’m not financially reckless either, because I like having a home and … Continue reading Beautiful Death
To celebrate the release of Lucid Lines 3; Rolling Down, on Kindle, I have made it FREE! Hurry and get yours today, Saturday, January 8, 2022, or tomorrow, the 9th! Here is the link for anyone in the US. I will be getting all the links posted on my site shortly, so if you are in a different country, please go to my Published Works … Continue reading Free eBook! 1/8-1/9
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