The sky swung on streams of light and dark Reflected in quickly moving smashed glass Sticking into tumbling tree limbs The rumbling of thunder Blowing up hope. There was no escape. The wild winds whipping through cluttered streets Blowing away… Read More ›
Life
Battling
Decade by decade Decay decay decay Wanting not needing Fighting not reading, Envy, most fingered word In the thesaurus, Omits jealousy, stark difference, Covet thy neighbor’s biodegradable Possessions, As the sun shines on a sandy beach Make your own rules… Read More ›
Goodnight
It is absolutely impossible To breath in tandem with your Fellow man or woman. We have gone to war And the battles are ubiquitous Yet undefined Yes Confusion at death The numbers numb Drowning in phlegm Goodnight, unspoken, Last moments… Read More ›
This poem has been cancelled
I woke up to the news that Christmas had been cancelled Because the little white Jesus offended so many people So I tried to get back to my dreams but woke up yet again Wondering what would be cancelled next…. Read More ›
Why the Magic Kingdom isn’t Magic
Church attendance drops and with less people saying their prayers on a Sunday but cramming into a theme park for their instant gratification; their phones become their bibles and Instagram, Facebook, Tumblir and multiple other sites make up the books of their virtual bible.
Turning The Page
So all he could do to retaliate
Was mock and imitate me in the subtext
Of his pointed posts
An Empty Vessel
Why be jealous of what I have And what you think I have? When even I do not know What it is you see. Why shadow me every day And move like me In every way. All done with hate… Read More ›
They Told Me It Was Beautiful
They told me it was beautiful Out today But I wouldn’t have known Sitting curled up in a chair Behind closed curtains. With every problem in the world Prancing like shadows before my eyes. They say it will be beautiful… Read More ›
Truth
bible.com/12/2co.4.16.asv A lot of wisdom packed into this book.
Fearful
It was hard, Watching my Dad Staggering home from the pub, Up the dark Orange lit shadowed Street, From our dusty greased window, Two stories up, Looking down, Knowing, When the key slipped into the lock And he came through… Read More ›