All I Know

All I know is I need the sunshine 

To bring the masses to a halt 

And reignite my starshine 

Life is difficult, challenging, the treachery

Recuperating in a cell, that'll charge your battery

Unlimited minutes, you can speak your mind

You can filtrate the truth till the truth is blind

Life is bitter challenge,

But the reward I reap is sweet

Once the once forbidden fruit

Gets stuck in your teeth

Life is kinda fragile, in a state of incubation

Life is still accessible but wait a couple seasons

Or focus on the now and breathe in...

Focus on the now and breathe in.

Stuck within the fold, and the factors are alarming

Caught within a fold like you rolled an origami

I transform from black sheep to beautiful swan

Now the reality checks no longer visit the home

All I know is this life is a challenge

Liberal with wordplay, kept within a balance

That's my Libra talent, sharpening the talons

Until they tear a rip in the scourges of the planet 

🦅😤🌳

Apex

Ascending Sun

Rays of hope to the masses

Collected codes, held within wicker baskets

The texture of temper, societal fabrics

Feeling exposed, but behold how it matches

Loves labored breathing is taking me backwards

Bright bowls of soup, also animal crackers

A candle, a notebook, averted disaster

It's all coming current, never captured by camera

But rather...

The flame that consecrated the heart

And lended a hand for the journey to start

Even the vicious, notorious arcs

Even the stifled, found a way to depart

I found a way to become

And a will to succeed

Through the shadows, the shapes

And the darkness that breeds

Something held close through the difficulties

Unknown at the time, eventually seen

As a promise, a feeling, a bright sense of strength

A virtue, conviction, a whisper of angst

Now it's all come full circle

The drawing complete

The ink has been dried, and the cycle repeats

It's taken so long, yet it's happened too soon

This cry that's unleashed to the luminous moon

What's drawn from the stream,

Finds a way to return

Like lovers of fate who simply refuse to learn

Not out of ignorance, or each other's dependence

But because to them, love felt closest to heaven

We may never see such a world in the future

So splendid, yet horrid

So far from what's pictured

We may never realize our common connection

Yet this moment I'll live,

In the apex of presence

Find Me

 Find me in the weight and force of gravity; A fierce wind howling through the cavities of night Look for me in the quiet wave that tosses itself upon the shoreline; The sound of a sharpened axe as it meets the stone

In the nomad, wanderer, and traveling soul
Behind the suns descent, beneath the shielding clouds,
A moon absorbing both prayer and light.
Heard in the rhythm murmured by an emptied heart
The nameless face with open eyes, Seen.

A rocket blazes across the sky
Disappearing, leaving no sign or trace
Reaching space, rippling out towards time immeasurable

Find me here, now, and always
In a space never reached,
A place never explored,
A time yet to be created.

Find me alive, here and now,
In the eyes of a child yet to be conceived.

Amiss

 

What's a heart 'sposed to feel, but a sullen ache? For the soles of the feet that will run this race When a soul leaves it's body, what becomes it's fate? And if we need a dire warning, may we feel the quake...

I feel the fire in my own, saying it's not too late
To reach the whole of the world through an open strait
Water stems from the source, call it oceanic,
A speck of sand on the shore, cause the plots titanic.

Dreams of beads of the galaxy that stain a window.
And bring the bands of reality through open windows
If the mind compared neutrality in aire of the corruption
It might see through the opiate that breeds it's own destruction

We can only go amiss if we cease to function
In the ways that many miss, but their seasons coming...
To a head, a beginning; or an ending that is sorrowful
Songs played from the back of a funeral...


While her love so freely flows without hesitation
A mother meets her fear with a revelation
It's good to understand, that the past has faded,
So the heart can sow a field of rejuvanation

The circumference of the moon, as a meditation
As a nightingale takes flight from the conversation
To say that I'm alright is an understatement
A day within the life, filled with undertakings.

2/8/26

Educate yourself on the silence of the night

Time gets cut in half, at the dying of the light

Memorize the facts, then release them out of spite
Mesmerized by poetry, through clarity, set right

Bolster to yourself a couple badges, filled with zeal
Tear them from your clothing, find your naked self revealed

When what is on the heart, meets the malice of the soul
The embers of a spark, meet the rubber of the road

Where we go from here, remains a resting choice to choose
Where we find ourselves, not just collections of a few

Place your feet within the sand, your faith send out to sea
Leave this place, and take my hand, we'll walk towards victory

You are so Worthy

 You are so worthy.

To be, see, reach out and breath

Lead steadfast, mash your foot on the gas

Proceed with full force, conceive light in the dark

A magician of sorts, focus clear, undistorted

The time of your song is approaching

You are so worthy.

To rest, bless, examine the stress

Pass the class with an A, they say this life is a test

Consider and choose, constrict or be loose

There's a lack of assumption in things that you do

As though nothing to prove is an outfit you wear

When it's too much to bear, your deserving of care

So I pray your replenished when gasping for air

In the fog of uncertainty know someone is there

You are so worthy. 

To hold space planetary and make it to Mercury

Jupiter, Pluto the systems and circuitry

Expose to the globe your innate electricity

Light up the world through a pearl or a necklace bead

Get where your going when you do

I'm sure signs will read

You are so worthy. ♥️

Disappear

Fall to the bottom of the hourglass;

The first grain wedded to the ending of time

Or the leaves on the Poplar Ash;

Die to self, be revived to the rhythm and rhyme

To the silence of all, that of one hand clapping 

I'd await the applause, but am known to be napping

Daydreaming in slumber during the changing of season

The spin of the globe, and the embers of reason

Simply sink in the ocean's depth;

Catching wave after wave, sensing sand in my steps 

Each drift, every dive, until shortness of breath

Whisked away by the wake's most angelic caress 

Just to float in the breeze;

Carried as sediment through the valleys of tree

Then to drift towards the stars,

Out beyond all measure of the near or the far

To be fully at ease, like a soldiers sentiment

Raise a toast, say a speech;

Ladies and gentlemen 

Towards the mountains and cliffs,

Casted into the sea 

Take a bow, sow a seed,

For the finally free.

Pennies in Pocket

Fitting in or standing out

Tired of the looks fixating on flesh

Big hips, lips, and pump shoes

I won't sugar coat it

As far as I've forseen

Venom pumps through the blood stream

Yet it's thanks and praise 

We tend to discard the days 

Like old pizza boxes

For a splendid new facade that can 

Pop drop and lock it

Hustle till the hope becomes pennies in pocket

Life isn't a game, certainly no pixie stick

What are you willing to create?

On the lengthy road to strike it rich

I continue with three chords

The Music, Faith, and Fellowship

Letting devils intertwine their tails

About a distant government 

I have no time for that, for the hour glass ain't patient 

When lives objectified by the jury through the plaintiff

I've gotta make the seconds count, the minutes gold, and hours matter 

Otherwise the check will bounce like criminals who spot a camera 

Enough to make the perpetrators stand alert on tip toes

Then level on their soles, proceeding to kick doors

Finished all my chores, now it's time for recreation

Yet every time I leave the home, another confrontation 

They really do apply the pressure, disregarding scenery

Trying to turn my human peace into piece of machinery 

Everyone has a Story

 Everyone's got a story to tell

Wisdom can change a life's trajectory

Beauty rests in every being 

Slumbering, then blossoming 

I see the look within your eyes

A spark of recognition

And realize we will rise, in time

Through our human condition 

Everyone's got a story to tell

An offering of all we've seen

A testimony reaching far 

All we've been and what we dream

A piece of someone's puzzle,

Or long lasting influence 

An arm outstretched within a dance,

Of miraculous movement 

Everyone's got a story to tell

Victorious fights, and private hells

Living light or losing ground 

Within all these, a soul is found 

Minority, majority

A stranger still, or part of me

Inevitably, a key you hold

I'll catch you further down the road

Beyond the gate and through the door

Unlocked by every story told

For long ago, it was said to me

That Everyone has a story

Ode to my Soul

 More than a compartment, my soul

Ancient, fierce, and freeing

Aloof to the world, alive in reflection

My soul, an instrument of praise

A memoir read faintly In a quiet schoolhall

A booming orchestra, shattering it's walls

A silent observer, my soul.

Restless in winter, and in summer,

Inflamed with passion and adventure.

Tranquil as the cool breeze of spring

Violent as a sweeping tempest

The candle flame illuminating the mantle

Producing warmth, heat, and hope

The starlight of the desert, both vast and unknown

The dire straights of a sinister path

Navigated and seen through

By whose wonder? By whose intelligence?

Anyone's but my own

My soul, 

Faint as an echo of longing

Crimson as the blood that spills

What has been sought after and searched 

Thought to be lost, and found once more

Merciful, steady, and knowing

Overflowing and full

In you I find rest and solace 

My soul, in you I am home 

B.B.

 Caught in the moment 

Years of atonement 

Bubbling, breaking in increments, boiling

All this works going to pay off

Otherwise, brainloss 

Held bravery beautifully then it was lost

So when it took off, indoctrinated 

With shots

With syntax, and context, and presets and cost

Beautiful bravery, finished reports

Policies, policia, privileged in courts

The point is my pointer was hoist to the moon

Towards day that was doomed to burst and rebloom

Unbound and surrounded, confounded, it loomed

Beautiful bravery stripped out from the womb

Racing stripes, turnpikes, another monsoon

That crested it's turbulence within my own room

March twenty paces, scribe seven pages, beautiful bravery a hazard to lose. 

Lay My Heart Down

 Lay my heart down

Spread upon glossy glass, the rippling fabric of a gown

Upheld strong by two hand tower rising up amongst the town

Lay my heart down

On a stone cellar floor, or scarlet plague

Drenched in blood and gone astray 

Lay my heart down where you lay

Promise it not be thrown away

Lay my heart down

On emerald isle where tulips bloom

and spirits rise from stoney tombs

Where dreadful silence fills a room

And lust combusts like suns at noon

Lay down my heart..

Where poets paint and purchase art

where seafarers swear, explore, and chart

beneath the sands of time that sifts

within a chizzled hieroglyph 

lay down my heart ..

where there be any trace of love

where couples meet and merge as one

where orphans hunger from inside

and sleep outdoors all through July

lay down my heart..

Atop the snowy mountain bluffs 

Where lies contrived are sought enough

Upon the wooly mammoths tusks

Where pride and shame reclaim the dusk

lay down my heart..

Beside a weak impoverished chest

where demons snarl and deny depth

inside newly discovered crests

sentenced to stain from ciggeretes

lay down this heart..

A piece of all, and all a piece

the troubled wars among the East

the sirens in the West that shriek

may it know all, itself retrieved

lay down my heart..

lay down my heart, below the skull

in wonder, emptied, ever full

let it know its pure creation 

in deaths divine retaliation 

take this heart of string and wire

and lay it gently in the fire

allow its dross to smelt a gold

in faith and truth, through time and world

let all that it has known and seen

glisten, like sun-kissed nectarine

its fire calmed by winds of summer

throughout creation, safe and harbored

this heart that has endured this life

and faced anguish of shell and knife 

lay it upon a parcel scroll

expose its bounty to the whole

lay down my heart.

Student

Don't need to point the way, though may it be revealed

When the students ready, they say, the master will appear

You can steer clear completely, handle life discreetly

Connect with essential forces in a desert teepee

It's full until it's empty, clean unless it's messy

Opposites can polarize and both poles dance within me

But if Angels oversee all of the oversea activity,

Why is it the power courses through these western cities?

Why is it ingenious ideas fade back into history?

And those who feel the need to question drape themselves in mystery?

Don't mimic what's elaborate;

Like movie trailers, tease me

Read the words that just occured,

And seek an understanding

But how, even remotely, could the mind composed of limit

Grasp the composition of creation made in image?

I know the questions weigh the mind until it's laden, heavy

As pencil tips derive and drip the fact you aren't ready

For

Verbal Serengeti, 

Punctuation of Pompey.

Lava flow, 

immortal soul, 

a gesture of dismay.

For every pretty penny 

that you dared to throw away

How often did you dare 

To bring about a brighter day

?????

Tarnished

Water flows to soften, even the firmest sediment

Dip a cup into the river, so my seeds can germinate

What's worse? Holding out or hoping late

I think I need some moments to chill and respirate

Coping with these shifts, nothing substitutes their space

So now more than ever I will need my own place

To figure out reflections like the surface of a lake

The heart beat decreases 'cause it's longing as of late

Nothing but sweet time until I'm granted clearence

And I dine on the wine made from fruits of the spirit

I've been taking in account all the faces that are serious

For the world is a pearl that's been tarnished in appearence

Untitled

 I dont care about your shoelaces when what lacks is common courtesy, like wishy washy dreams in a world full of uncertainty. Little did you know that your few words could mean the world to me, even past the globe into the atmosphere of Mercury.

I don't concern myself with rumors, not at least with urgency. The climate coaxs facts and here we are in an emergency. The solution may be known but suppressed with such insurgency. So when its finally shown, it trails off with silver surfer's speed.

I care for your colidascope that carries out Grandfather Time. My interest is as intimate, proportionate to size of mind. But never mind, this pens my own, i'll make the journey home alone. A second thought that shakes the bones, I'll pull the sword out from the stone. By doing so resurrect the truth there's no need for apology, but simply for a single few to finally say they're proud of me. 

And if I won the lottery, I'd donate copious amounts, to corner stores, children sore, and pounds that rectify the ounce. Im led moment to moment towards a destiny I can't account. For tomorrows another day to hit the road and f***ing bounce. 

The question sticks inside the skin like vessels that are clotted. I've never been so silent as to feel this damn obnoxious. For even cause lacking effect can be part of a lesson. Just like a kiss upon the neck can carry great affection.

Dusk

Too preoccupied 

To see the lies through the costumes

The dream turned hostile

Getting lost in the volume 

Too much pride inside

To sit quiet and swallow

Reality can darken

Even get to feeling hollow

Broad alibi

Patience turned into frustration

Frustration switched to hatred 

Holding onto its foundations

The results are commonplace 

An internal state of slumber

That can cause a mind to wait

For the sunshine of the summer

But what happens when the leaves leave

Growing back indeed with accelerated speed

And a want becomes need, and a soul must be freed?

While the hopes of tomorrow lie awake in the weeds

I'm not saying much you dont already sense

I saw a pretty girl blush through a hole in the fence

And the city is tough without rhyme or a reason

And the winter is cold in the heart of the season 

We awaken alone, with a space to be pieced in

Yet I feel thats enough to supply for this evening.

Weekend Verse

If you've got the courage to face it, then yes it can be dealt with.

Actions taken without claim are sometimes seen as selfish.

Taking a new direction requires desire and application.

The clock reads 1:11, an affirmation.

Remember not to settle, that the genius still asks questions.

Wicked men are full of answers, but not so full of lessons.

I won't make it too complex, gotta spare the smooth digestion. 

Its going to take some time to understand my true intentions. 

Yet when a ship sets sail with intent to reach another shore;

So it is and it will be, an invitation to explore.

To grow and to develop, of course to understand;

Galaxies far out of reach, but only by our hands.

I'm gonna keep climbing towards the place I gotta be.

And when I get too tired let momentum carry me

Whether that's the breeze, or the words of a true friend...

I shoulda known better then to write deep on the weekend. 

Lol.

Spirals of Eternity

 Spirals of Eternity 

Everything changes.. well.. except maybe one thing

An eternal moment, spirals out like a wedding ring 

Through elapses of time, giving sight to the blind

Its amazing that I had a chance to meet you..

Death is just a doorway that we sleep through

A quiet space between another re-do

I followed all the clues, and even rang the bells

I knew I had to prove, that I could still excell

This play of words, this sentry's sight

Tears in two this paper life

The glasses shatter on the ground

The tree falls silent.. without sound

Can you hear angelic speech?

Or is it ever out of reach..

A cavern wide, tremendous, deep

Awakened by a single breeze

A solemn sneeze, excuse, achoo

It sure was pleasure seeing you

Life has its ways, of tempo, pace

To lift us up, and set astray

Yet squeeze its juices from the rhine

This dance will end all within time

Even without it, well.. we'll see

In spirals of eternity

Grasped Heart

 Grasped Heart 

It might just be too late,

Caught in a torrent that's pouring down lakes

We might have consumed more than it takes

Applied too much gas, and wore down the breaks 

So all attempts to stop it is futile

How can we rebirth if infertile?

Inching towards fate, at the pace of a turtle..

But what ever happened to destiny?

Was its pressure too great, and it ended arresting we?

When I'm gone will any attest for me?

The story continues like scenes from the bucket seat

We're venturing into intensity,

Sitting by streams that could liquefy dreams

Allowing their flow to pierce insanity's seams

To muddle the matter and all of its screams

Do we know when right actions to be taken?

Or leave it to those who have claimed to awaken,

Retreat from the throws, to the comforts of shading

Then read in the prose what abundance is waiting 

If only we stepped towards the light.

The depth of night ascends like 10 story tight ropes.

Forsook for our balance, so relying on talents

Seems the only way to progress 'cross this atlas

Well go on and proceed...

And heed the message before it forms a belief,

That safety equals satiety when crossing the street

Thought's thistles make one wanna moan 'bout disease,

The police, and the fruit ceased to blow in the breeze

Rest in peace...

While some piece together tranquil encounters

Others usher towards edges of privacy hedges,

Cutting down all relations they've fostered

Man oh man its like men are the monsters

Or simply consuming them straight out the can,

They say you are what you eat, and don't shit where you stand

But our flights been suspended, to hell with the plan

And the sayings and facts, when the future is damned

Like the weight on our backs, and our minds that may crack

If not shielded by what we just won't understand.

Be at ease... 

We may have fallen off track, 

A couple notes off of key

So its time to come back,

To the flow and the peace

To the strength and the speed,

Of a history repressed

To the skill and the score,

Of an upset with death 

That's the day we realize that the only regret,

Is the gift we left dormant inside of our chests 

Forgone and forgotten, concealed and suppressed

Detained and convicted, placed under arrest...

...yet Its never too late to remember

To die in a dream, and awake as an ember,

And burn with a fire that's as sweet as is tender

To dine at the table of an open hearts splendor,

And realize that "I" is my greatest contender 

Yes it's never too late..

To remember

Grasped Heart

Nearing the End!

 Desolate in the backdrop

The forefront, the blacktop

The air makes one woozy

That last step a doozy

The Earth has been changing

The minds are mechanic

Like cogs, its unnerving

Lights out at midnight

Reading discouraged

Patience abhorred 

The rush, all important

Keep moving, keep grinding

Keep searching, dividing 

Peace is such an odd thing

Nature its offspring 

Lets phase out the high priests

Lets construct new morals 

Gods commandeered for disguises and portals

The guise is preloaded

The wise are not current

The eyes that see brightly 

Arent brought to the surface

The leafs lose thier posture

The children feel hungry

The pages are emptied

A turmoil is bubbling

Who will be chosen

What prayer can be uttered 

The ozone and ocean

The sisters and brothers

An image of darkness

Spans over my vision

A lyric of lightwork

A simple decision

Between evolution

Destruction, division 

I peer to the ending

Where evil is fading

There is a connection

Between space and silence

There is revolution

That overcomes violence

Don't bow to confusion

Instead grab the horns of it

Victory will come

To the tall and transformative