poem

  • 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
  • Sing ’til We Die and Keep on Singing

    Find the pieces wherever you roam. Our sacred light and its warmth aglow. As each day dawns and brings new life. How beautiful, to spawn and sing til we die.   -GKT Continue reading

    Sing ’til We Die and Keep on Singing
  • invisible match

    When we say our words There’s a feeling that’s heard, The spin of the lightest flame. When we turn our backs There’s an invisible match, Sparked by decisions made.   -GKT Continue reading

    invisible match
  • 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.
  • Deeply In

    Deeply in, Heaven’s breath fills the space… Jolting in my head, The foot of fiery pain. My thoughts, quake and split… Morph. Be. Like the wind, I say to myself. The yin of every day. Blowing freely over the slopes… Continue reading

    Deeply In
  • Rain

    In the eye of each drop, a dream proliferates. Rain on your tongue, or the river at your back. A sky bound mind; life-giving clouds reflect the formation of a thought. Changing. Ever-ranging inspiration within the coming rain.   -GKT Continue reading

    Rain
  • Symbiosis

    The motion of the wild Speaks endless verses… What it says to you, Depends on who you are, How deeply you listen, And what you choose to focus on.   -GKT Continue reading

    Symbiosis
  • Life Sings in the Noble Forest

    Generals highway, quiet at daybreak. Sights unseen around each bend. The Kaweah river gleams, rushing through the canyons it has carved for itself. Inspiration steams from my eyes. With every step I admire my surroundings, searching for the best route… Continue reading

    Life Sings in the Noble Forest
  • Sonorous Surroundings

    In the spirited shine of the sky’s swaying sea, I savor the sun and schlepp my sweet steel stringed sound singer to the summit of a substantially statured and spacious southern Sierran slope. My sauntering slows to a stroll as… Continue reading

    Sonorous Surroundings
  • 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
  • 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 
  • Fiddler’s Dream

    Radiant beauty with lock and key, On any street or mountain free. Oh forlorn lucidity.  The mirror of my mirror steams. A token vision, A fiddlers dream. -GKT Continue reading

    Fiddler’s Dream
  • 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
  • Shedding

    Spinning rage into cotton cloaks. Shading burnt skin pulled over pupils wide and alive. Minds; optimistic and thirsty to know. But what history shows is a continued pattern. Break bamboo and float to safety. Be not afraid of the noises… Continue reading

    Shedding
  • Touted in Gold

    Touted in gold, rememberance consume; The likened illusion of a litany of laughter. Exuberance supersedes cohesive expansion As lithographs of African maps shadow the halls of a great American lodge, where trophies matter to a child’s father.   -GKT Continue reading

    Touted in Gold
  • 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
  • I’ll Return as Sunlight

    The weighted steam drains from my skull. A vast well of wretched favors. Stitched lips as I drown. Floating down. Absorption files the edges. Seize my heart with a sharpened skewer. Cook it fresh, before the blood dries. Savor my… Continue reading

    I’ll Return as Sunlight
  • 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
  • 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)