I Found Her Again in My Dreams
Drifting in the ether, dreams attenuate my focus, as they infuse my floating comfort with sedation, like a haze of
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.
Drifting in the ether, dreams attenuate my focus, as they infuse my floating comfort with sedation, like a haze of
Read moreToo open perhaps, too sensitive to cope with reality’s stark hold, yet the incoming of thoughts and intentions ensue, with
Read moreElectric light, oh what a sight! Dark as pitch, just turn the switch No more candles on the mantle Farmer’s
Read moreWhat recourse do we have, when the avalanche befallen us, we, it seems, did create, and what blame we can
Read moreI am filled with hope, for without it what is the point, if we can’t envisage a future, we
Read moreAt the crest of tumultuous change, we ride a wave that will either deliver us or crush us, the weight
Read moreOur spiritual consciousness is growing, but not fast enough to counter the destructive nature of those who would exploit our
Read moreYour complaining is entertaining I laugh out loud at the liberal crowd Wearing black with hidden faces But staying close
Read moreSomber the night, still in the silence of a nocturnal plight, as eyes dark and round, invisible in shadows, awaken
Read moreLoving for Eternity … Cemetery dark and gloomy, sounds here, there and everywhere, wind whispering through the trees, shimmering in
Read moreLike distant echoes, a call from future’s past, voices of the eternal, forever seeking, forever pleading, unanswered questions asked, as
Read moreFodder for the shadow men, you and I, around corners, behind cameras, in nondescript vans, we, passing the time in
Read moreEver present, the lulling tones of reason, and like lilting breezes they soothe the frantic thoughts of confusion, the aspiring
Read moreIn this kingdom of my vast and eclectic mind, I sometimes stroll in aimless pensive kind, with thoughts so lost
Read moreYou’re Killin’ Me In Those Tight Fittin’ Jeans It was 4th of July weekend and went down to watch the
Read moreWho reads this mind, its stumbling rhetoric, its deeply seated fettering of my truths, and unlike an inquiry my words
Read moreThe sand pit is filled with recalcitrant egos, swollen with maniacal dreams, supreme power and the worship of drones too
Read moreYou say one, so I’ll do two You might taste, but I will chew Open a window, I’ll open the
Read moreWhat stays in life, fits within the parameters of our needs, and what doesn’t fades with time, relenting its hold
Read moreWhat has been, has been in the depths of a nightmare’s dream, once removed it seems, from a mind lost
Read moreToo much, the relentless fowl odorous stench of lies, told so eloquently through hard colorless eyes and hard mouth, metal
Read moreHearts and Diamonds Clubs and Spades Razor blades and hand grenades Every card a dangerous turn Every deal a lesson
Read moreCan it be, those writhing buds so stoically struggling, so slowly squeezing their life to be, are indifferent to inclement
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