Going this journey alone is becoming a swamp of no return Lost in the brush or stuck in the mud I become Each days journey never ending even when the sun winds down Endless hours toiled with no harvest from the soil Empty promises shrill in empty ears and hallow halls Eyes sunken and shallow,…
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Scarred Wounds
Sitting alone in a sunlit room I gather my thoughts into a loom Weaving possibilities, hopes, dream, & ambitions Doing my best to avoid the feeling of impending doom & gloom That so often overtakes me about noon I do by my best to avoid it because it will be here soon To tease me…
GREAT WHITE SHARK
(A true story. As we were crossing the Atlantic back to the USA a Great White Shark decided to race us.) I once saw a Great White Shark, It swam with grace and an occasional arc, It swam with great speed, Our cruiser could barely compete, With the grace and awesomeness, It felt as if…
Death Falls in Autumn
Strangled by the bitter breeze, The leaves softly sneeze, Their leaves changing color, They feel under the weather, Literally, Their time short while Mother Nature casually, Casts them to the ground, To serve her pound for pound. They turn to dust, And feed the brush till its about to bust, As Autumn stores the needed…
FLAME
Flame, how on Earth were you discovered, Lightening bolt, or a frictional accident, Were you hidden and safe guarded, Or were you passed around like pennies from a mint?
VAMPIRIC LOVE
Teeth slide through flesh, Blood tasting best, Flowing over tongue, And if she must confess, She will soon flee to the West, listening to her favorite album, Driving eighty-five down highway sixty-six, Yearning for blood more than sex, She enter’s the sixth motel room, A lushes woman sits leg’s cross, Reading a book, Looking up,…
AS I LIVE MY TIME
(Freestyle – Quick) Live my time, Do I cross the line, Someone asks me if I’m fine? I nod and flip them a dime. They try to fine me, But I’m already being wined and dined, I smirk as their faces begin to become faded, Its not like I haven’t waded, before in the swamp,…
NOSTALGIC SOUND SCAPE
Memories float along the musical highways, That clash and bang in my earways, I love the nostalgia, That leads me down memories lane.
LOVER’S GAZE
Laying here in a day dream haze, Enjoying my lover’s gaze, Holding his hand tight, Against my chest with all my might.
SONIC SOUND
Echoing amplifier, booming electric signals, To my receptors, Brain fires it’s electrons, Signaling my body to grove to the bodily beat, Like amplified heat, The sonic sound builds tempo and grace, Heating the embers of the electric slide, Dancing through the night, Till we’re drenched in midnight sweat, Melody carrying us like a kite, We…
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