The white of her eyes cast a brilliant light, a frequency that transcends apparent illumination made manifest by the many fine lines that form upon her brow. Eyes heavy and tired that hold lifetimes upon lifetimes of wisdom, the seekers pool of knowledge, one’s very own book of life. A personal rhetoric, an esoteric and … Continue reading Poem – Ode to Grandma
Poem – Docetic Dancing
I am an old soul head nodding, toing and froing amidst the rifts of the guitar, the rhythm reverbs and gyrates as I vibrate, ecstatic, energetic, epileptic and eclectic. An eccentric ecclesiastic, I serve the most high sounds, chords and strings. And when the base drops it resonates and penetrates from head to heel. … Continue reading Poem – Docetic Dancing
Poem – The Last Day of Summer
Simply put, I wish for everyone to make what they will of this and interpret it within the context of their own lives and feelings. I love you all enough to give you my words and use them to deal with whatever you are dealing with and appreciate those unfulfilled, could have been, would … Continue reading Poem – The Last Day of Summer
The Dating Game
Swipe left, swipe right, press this, click here, type there. Add her, not him or her, but her! But let’s wait and see. Will she like me, love me, or spurn me? My heart glorifies chivalry, my flesh craves sensually, and my mind desires flattery. So I speculate, stipulate, imitate and postulate. But this … Continue reading The Dating Game
Poem – The Reluctant Sacrifice
Chaplain: “This poor man has been battered by violent winds, sharp daggers of sound, pitch perfect, piercing and fearsome”. Priest: “But he is protected is he not? Do not his vestments provide shelter? Do not his long coat and heavy boots provide a sanctuary for his weary feet and broad frame?” Chaplain: “No, for … Continue reading Poem – The Reluctant Sacrifice
Poem- Beauty & the Beast
In a field afar stood a man on his two legs and a beast on his four. Both came out swinging, tongues darting and slashing, sharp and swift to kill. The man struck first, “Filthy feral beast! Know that you are forever cursed to graze, chew and suck from the teat of your masters!” Then … Continue reading Poem- Beauty & the Beast
Poem – The Strife of Life and Love
Life is the same as yesterday, today and tomorrow. Squeezing every ounce of itself into a jar, to be compressed and stretched and strained into a cup of its own making, served as an instant hit of convenient, caffeinated consciousness. But Love does not care for the taste of Life’s bitter notes. Then Life … Continue reading Poem – The Strife of Life and Love
