poetry

  • 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)
  • The Detour

    If I were to turn the wheel slightly and steer down the path, the path with the grass growing up through the cracks, the path led, “to nowhere fast.” A place I shouldn’t be, a place she’d be scared for… Continue reading

    The Detour
  • 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
  • This Ain’t No Imaginary Death

    Disillusioned by a city  Comfortable and beautiful. The skyline never looked so pretty. Billboards puking on the streets. Don’t go out there alone, The police are in the mood for murder. Death is the way of power in this country And… Continue reading

    This Ain’t No Imaginary Death
  • 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