Systems full of cessIt’s death, it’s all death!Living in a dead thinga hybrid bad dreamcreated by a joker and a thief.patent-pending… The alarm goes off, eyes open wide shutNot ready to get up.The things I’ve seen, the places I’ve beenpressing in and I haven’t even had coffee yet. Got these thoughts unleashing symphonies inside my…
Month: March 2021
The Tale of A Never Ending Story…
Once upon a time forever before,a tale was written forevermore.upon completion, the Author thrust the finished version into IT’s vessel, He sealing it tightly and tossed IT lightly from the sands into the roaring sea,where it danced into the maelstrom merrilyIn an instant, calming the furious waters. Oh, what a thing, He’d loved that script…
October Butterflies
Eyes wide shut, I open up. Soak in the lifegiving dew, Thank you… Sticky icky glue every wordfusing me to the Tree giving life to everything. whatever you say wrong or right,black or white and the spectrum between…None of it matters under Its projection.The only thing in this blue sea not making demands on me.It’s…
E Pluribus Unum
We Are One, united we stand…Where we go one we go all…Divided we fall…I think I nailed them all?That’s the motto, what they say these days,Right? But what does it even mean?and how can we claim this dream with a straight face?Have we lost the ability to examine our wayswhile while fostering pointing our fingers…
The Mad Lads
Well, I suppose we will have to begin at the beginning. I will do so in the best way an old man can. Once upon a time, there was a young lad. His parents both passed due to a weariness of spirit. They left him in the hands of a local orphanage. The keepers had…
Beautiful: A Snow-Day Reflection
Been learning about gardening lately.Starting to understand it takes a soft, attentive thumb not always a green one… Heavy-hearted dearly departed.I am fully aware of them, I’m reaping the seeds.Believe me, I’m trying, I’m picking the weeds, endlessly.And still my poor qualities, I can see them building a colony,taking up room in me, sucking my…
Lyrical Poetry: Just a Musing
Pickin up insights as I’m gathering up pine conesonly to toss them a stone’s throw into the dead grass.Getting lost in the thoughts finding me.A little lost robin in a red hoodysticking out like a sore thumb.Gotten real savvy at looking dumb. Inspirations got me cleaning up the forest’s mess for no reason. Doing my…
Gardening Thoughts (original poem)
Little sprouts rising from the ground, not so profound, profound, Not so profound until you take a broader look Around (3x) The land is full of dead things, full of nothing decent to eat… No new items on the menu, just the same thirsty cracking clay lying lips full of empty promises meant to sweep…
We’ll call you ‘Jam session’
Cold but I’m lookin up cause my convictions got me convinced… The promises that filled me up are bound to rain down and fill me again. Times ten, or even ten times ten… I’m drained but I’ve still got the cup as far as I can see that hasn’t left me. I’ve got holes in…
Let Me In… (an original short fiction thriller)
Knock Knock Knock at first, the rap at the door came softly, startling Jeff awake. He looked down at his fiancé’s peaceful expression. She could sleep through anything. KNOCK knock knock It echoed more urgently between the front door and the bedroom. Jeff swung his feet over the edge of the bed. Slipping his cooling…