love

  • A Collection of Gifts

    Sip. Behave. Your fresh heart Tilts behind the iron canopy; Shading the day, but not the night A fugacity of gadgetry, vanity, a fallacy. A planetary rhapsody of spiritual stagnancy. “Rationally” atrophied by science. ▫️ Ribbon rewards for gears unturned … Continue reading

    A Collection of Gifts
  • Balance

    Cave echoes, a canyon expanse. A sure junction, vivacious slotted transformational curves; Realized in inference, and linguistically slippery.  A sound. A map. A feeling. Vision toward the mountains.  Unity incarnates.  Water vapor collections adhere as thunderclouds; elegant and boisterous, loving… Continue reading

    Balance
  • A Note for Me to You

    Beauty surrounds us every day. An incredible gift. Just feel it, and know that it came into being, just like you have. It is as constant as the tides, and like the tides, it is always in motion. Look into… Continue reading

    A Note for Me to You
  • Laws are Arbitrary. People Have the Power.

    Finding comfort in the uncomfortable; Where the day starts. Walking blindly on a morphing planet, Astranged from the trees and the cycles. Clear cut the consciousness of the people, one majestic trunk at a time. Shame and jail those who… Continue reading

    Laws are Arbitrary. People Have the Power.
  • A Dream within a Thread; Springs Unmatched

    I wish to breath your joy, hear you laugh and hiss. See your face, full of light, like a dream, cloudless, Realized in a moment frozen. To feel some way that we’ll never forget. ~ In this western rain, the… Continue reading

    A Dream within a Thread; Springs Unmatched
  • A big Thank you! And a few thoughts on inspiration.

    I would like to sincerely express my appreciation and gratitude to all of the people who have read any of my posts over the last two years; and especially to those of you who have given me feedback. It means… Continue reading

    A big Thank you! And a few thoughts on inspiration.
  • Waves of One

    This is what I live for. Melodies in threads that speak Waves of one ▫️ Capture the pure; A door that creaks  A heartbeat’s run. ▫️ Music, you freak beast lure. Your tranquil, radiant peace Abound, beneath the sun. ▫️… Continue reading

    Waves of One
  • Floating On A Pin Tip Whisper

    Gratitude fucking the sky. It reaches me. The ravens flew. They squawked. I rolled down the passenger-side window, “Take me with you in the sky!” But before I could get the words out, they flew by. Their presence accented an… Continue reading

    Floating On A Pin Tip Whisper
  • Carl Walter Burke & Corey Jay Worsham 

    ~Unparalleled friendship far before individualistic ambition, support before an impression or indication of need; traits to be held in the highest regard.  Lead me to my friends and excuse the warm blood flowing through my veins. Let us choose to… Continue reading

    Carl Walter Burke & Corey Jay Worsham 
  • Welcome to the Love Jungle

    Love is a reactive jungle of stem and stone. A chemical cornice of precarious consequence. Avalanching snow sifting through layers of wind blown conversations. Smashing the wild arms of the forest like a 1000 ton boulder tramples a lone sunflower.… Continue reading

    Welcome to the Love Jungle
  • Particles of Anything 

    Particles of anything, before all my eyes, appear as magical Earth. Sauntering in silence through planes of vision. Painted by warm fading light and unhatched night. Swimming as one In seas of release. Speak to me. -GKT Continue reading

    Particles of Anything 
  • Unseen Margins

    Sink into the wayward crush. Lines of perfect imperfection Meet in the unseen margins. Gaining warmth and confidence As a deadly artifice fire rages. My U.S. issue moral compass Cracks in the heat. Glass and magnets litter The forest, and… Continue reading

    Unseen Margins
  • Her Reflection

    How does her reflection Shine so bright in the eyes  Of a twin, high up on a mountain? Smiling down into the fertile valleys, Soaring beneath the birds in flight, Calling out into the desert hills, And listening to world… Continue reading

    Her Reflection
  • Caught in the Anchor

    I thought you reached out to me.. My heart sank, afraid that you wouldn’t ever reply.   The sound of your voice is having the choice to swim  When the rest of the world is pulling me in. I’m caught… Continue reading

    Caught in the Anchor
  • The Creative Center

    I am eternally grateful, …The creative mind… or the creative center… The infinite depths and expanses of one’s own wonder and self belief. ▪️ The formless excretion of soul and original nature; powered by openness, willingness and courage. ▪️ It… Continue reading

    The Creative Center
  • Red Blues

    Searching for a friend in this cold town. A real conversation; genuine in feel and concept. Why must I sew with this frayed thread? The head of the needle splits and redirects the fatal bullet of red.   -gkt Continue reading

    Red Blues
  • Dark Angelian Morning

    I will write in the dark. Concaved apartment walls between me and morning’s earliest light. Piano rings through my ears; sweet delight deep inside it’s essence. There is no time for sleep, The day is here… Step out into the… Continue reading

    Dark Angelian Morning
  • Beneath the Walkway

    “Give your all,” all of your freedom said. Can you wonder, or will you hide beneath the walkway when it rains? Choice is how I find out who I am. And without it; lay a man of death. To follow… Continue reading

    Beneath the Walkway
  • Warm Skin Bleeds A Song

    I want to feel your body close to mine. And I want you to feel mine close to yours. Pressing up against you, The feeling of my warm skin and yours; Music in it’s embroyonic form. Sharing each note. Volume… Continue reading

    Warm Skin Bleeds A Song
  • All

    Roads built by men, lead to beauty in all directions. To know where to go is what will change your life, as it has mine. In my opinion, true adventure begins when you’ve reached the road’s end. And in that moment,… Continue reading

    All
  • Friction Slated

    Friction slated. Level the home from the inside outward. He’s aware of the demise. Cringe and cry, but the wrecking ball flies. -GKT Continue reading

    Friction Slated
  • The Evening Sky Falls

    The evening sky falls Beyond the walls, thick. Towering. The brink of Lone Pine Lake. Molecules Frozen,  if only for an instant, if only for the season. Animals Breathe; And ancient bellows move Throughout and within the heights of the canyon.… Continue reading

    The Evening Sky Falls
  • Soul Serenade

    Soul serenade is a silent parade, Marching to the beat of your heart. Wail and sing, as the echoes bring you far beyond the start. Impart joy and inspiration. Make love a declaration. To serenade the soul is to make… Continue reading

    Soul Serenade
  • Ze Blind Believers Must Die (or change)

    Where did sunlight follow? To a whisper of a tree? A middle scene of Greece? A wonder livid and lucid. The future is split as are the concords of this stark universe, “Hail!” They kneel, frivolously; crawling through the trounced… Continue reading

    Ze Blind Believers Must Die (or change)
  • Dust on your Chariot 

    I feel like the dust on an old country road; Baking in the sun, Awaiting your return. I hear the animals closing the distance. I dream of the way things were. The excitement in my soul builds to Himilayian heights,… Continue reading

    Dust on your Chariot 
  • Soul Mate

    Words absent, hollow, and weak, Devoid of satisfaction Silence indomitably speaks, Free from superficial reactions Backgrounds, landscapes and eyes take hold Vivid visions into the depths of her soul Unquestionably understanding unknown dimensions Inspired and at ease, an authentic reincarnation… Continue reading

    Soul Mate
  • Meet Me at the Curb of the Great Hall

    Easy rest I wish for you resplendent angel, On this dark winter’s evening Dream in the domicile you lay Sleep deeply, and may content pack your heart  Feel the comfort of home and family Learn the knowledge you seek from… Continue reading

    Meet Me at the Curb of the Great Hall
  • Don’t Be Shitty

    I want to see changes. I want to read writing that changes people for the better. I want to write writings that inspire truth and love, even in the most unconcerned mind. Truth and love are major elements in the… Continue reading

    Don’t Be Shitty