All We Could Have Been…in Life
In Life… Where can compassion be, hiding under the coat-tails of gormless men, arrogant suits of dark disdain, pin-striped minds
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
In Life… Where can compassion be, hiding under the coat-tails of gormless men, arrogant suits of dark disdain, pin-striped minds
Read moreThe cracks, long enduring, now shudder in the wake of each day’s falling, dust, in minuscule amounts at first, fall
Read moreI fear to turn; the shadow doth cast A darkness, an evil, now lain in my path Instinct said to
Read moreThe rose falls, petals fluttering like butterfly escape, and bruised this delicate velvet bloom, so forlorn to assume an endless
Read moreSynthetic Deceit… Remember, higher risk reaps greater rewards and where is your place on life’s chessboard. Are you King of
Read moreHurried steps across the marshy field; knees weak, chest pounding Constantly scanning the crushing blackness of the angry sky Swollen
Read moreBurdens, like weight upon shoulders, inhibits steps, sucks energy from our souls, and as time endures they assimilate, transform our
Read moreThe locks that secure the doors, the cement that holds the walls together, cannot restore the freedom lost, the backwards
Read moreIn the depths of my cranial translation, within the shadows of paradigms and philosophies I have embraced, is a quiet
Read moreAn afferent flow of awareness, seeps into my consciousness, and like a lilting breeze on a summer’s day, it imbues
Read moreLegs and arms attached by string, hanging meat from the butchers cleave, in dark rooms quenched with blood, with hammer
Read moreCrawdad Sale – One Penny Each – When we are young we learn lessons along the trail of life and
Read moreAlways Follow Your Heart … Life is not always kind and at times love is out of sight. It will
Read moreHaste a mistake… No words of adhesion were ever uttered in haste, saturated with emotions and a defensive posture, yet
Read moreA tiny soursob quivers under weight of dew, mornings invitation to open and yellow petaled blooms do stretch as light
Read moreI am a vessel of life, a fountain of knowledge, a store of experience, and as broken as a heart
Read moreI see my reflection in water, a shimmering refraction of my countenance, yet in recognition, that water is as me,
Read moreThe quintessential truth is apparent, the delusions without measure, and the fears that bind us to past and failure, just
Read moreThe witching hour soon at hand A blanket of darkness across the land Fullest moon behind the clouds Heavy fog
Read moreI remember…. The soft kiss on your lips …awake but for a moment I watched you as you settled …perhaps
Read moreThe well inside me is drying, the sun scorched plains of my desert barren and seemingly void of potential, yet
Read moreDivision just inhibits potential… Synchronicity pleas questioning, as life pairs events seemingly unrelated to epiphanies of realization, the wonder we
Read moreThe winds of ill-will pervade, and life in protection becomes a fortress, we, so battered by disdain, surround ourselves with
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