Saturday, May 23, 2026

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.

Sunday, February 8, 2026

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


Friday, November 28, 2025

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. ♥️

Tuesday, December 27, 2022

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.



Tuesday, December 20, 2022

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