Truly Odd

Shhh, don't speak.
Hear that?
No?
Yes?
A little bit?
That high pitched ringing.
It makes you want to cover your ears.
But you still hear it.
And the odd thing is,
Nothing is making any sound.
And you only hear it,
Once in a while.
And no one else can.
Truly odd,
Isn't it?

Oh Love, Listen!

Take a listen,
O love,
Listen!
Silence is the most resounding symphony.
The silence leaves the audience begging.
It keeps the audience listening.
But why do they keep listening?
They are searching,
What for?
An answer.
Take a listen,
O love,
Listen!
It's all here,
In the silence,
O love,
Listen!

Compassion

I got shot today.
By a man without a gun.
I got shot today.
By a man without a home.
I got shot today.
By a man missing a tooth.
I got shot today.
By a man who just wanted food.
I got shot today.
By a man who smiled, even when ignored.
I was killed today.
Because I didn't do a thing.
I coulda.
I shoulda.
I woulda.
But I didn't.
Tell me,
Where did compassion go?
Has love walked out the door?
I think not!
Because it tore me apart.
And I feel dirty.
And broken.

You Are No Longer A Man

Believe me when I say,
That it is simply difficult for me ;
To stay in this position of total submission.
You must understand that as I stand her in front of you ,
I become naked exposing the intricacies of my heart and soul.
This exposition of my emotion,
I would frankly describe as brave, possibly courageous.
But yet I continue to paint a picture;
Of what I see your soul to be with these words that escape me.
I see an old man trapped inside you.
That has been captivated by the work of artists, musicians, poets, and friends.
You have allowed yourself to become old and wary of your words.
The truth being the words you speak are no longer your own.
Because you have been silenced by your inability to think for yourself.
You are no longer an old man.
You are no longer a man.
You are a rusty piece of metal;
Receiving daily downloads via wireless connection and bluetooth.
The mental capacity that you once possessed is now irrelevant.
Why?
Because now your brain is a motherboard ;
Covered in a grey mass of black cross over cables used to network your rusty innards.
Tell me, is there any human in you?If so it must be this piece of wrinkly old skin hanging aloft your metallic jaw work.
I see a manufactured being;
Created by someone who decided to play God.
I have witnessed true abomination.
You have allowed yourself to be programmed by certain people;
Who have made their programming irreversible.
That is until you discover your humanity.
I wish you luck in finding it.
Because as of now in this current state of technological pretenses,
The majority of us have been enslaved.
Now not all of you have surrendered your independence, to technology,
But you have been enslave and have built,
Yes you have, built impenetrable walls.
Refusing any and all opinions, ideals, or perspectives from entering in.
And I would venture to say,that a mind unwilling to listen and intake others statements;
Is a mind that is dead.
A rotting piece of flesh trapped inside your diamond layered skull.
It's ironic, you see, we all happen to be enslaved to something.
Weather it be technology, arrogance, lack of self confidence, the list continues on an on.
But there is one true escape,
Will you venture to find it?

Remedy

Give me chance to distribute this remedy.
With this cascading symphony.
As I join in with the harmony.
And I sing aloud for all to hear.
The cure for your broken heart is here.
So hold my hand, as I lead you to, the person waiting inside of you.
If I may, allow me to, introduce, yourself to you.
Hold on don’t break just yet, can you feel your heart begin to beat?
Welcome back to life,
I’ve been missing you,
And now that you finally know about you.
I bet your tired, so let me sing to you.
Forgive me if I stare,
But your beauty is beyond compare.
So take this remedy.
The cure for your broken heart is here.
And since your tired I’ll sing you to sleep.
Close your precious eyes, and dream a dream of dreams.
And as I watch you sleep and your body rise and fall.
I know this symphony was the only remedy that could repair your broken heart.

Oh Sleep....

Oh sleep,
Oh sleep,
I have none.
And it is all to blame;
The sun!
She never sets,
Never lets me rest.
She illuminates the disposition,
Inside my chest.
Oh test,
Oh test,
I will the sun;
Challenge her to set, a dare, a bet.
Complacent?
No not of yet.
I swear by blood;
I swear by sweat.
I will force her;
I will watch her;
The sun, she will set!
Oh sleep,
Oh sleep,
I have none...yet.
But twilight's bomb has been set.
Tick, tick, click, click.
My heartbeat taunts my awaited sleep.
And tick, tick;
Boom!
The night has come.
Oh sleep,
Oh sleep,
Still, she is young.

Why?

Why?
Do I feel like I'm falling; like my body is cascading into darkness?
Why?
Do I feel like I'm the only one falling?
Why?
Do I feel so alone & misunderstood?
Why?
Do do I feel like an ignored extrovert, thriving on simply existing?
Why?
Do I feel like no one is listening?
But...
I have to admit...
The darkness is tempting....

Quarantine

Conceptual ideas derived from intricate abstract paintings.
Surreal images depict the desires of the jaded human heart.
But only the painter remains un-jaded.
Un-contaminated.

Kingly Requisite

Editorial words scamper across this page as I try to explain myself.
She flowed with golden hair,
And eyes like sapphires gleamed in the summer air.
She led me through the night and preached that everything Would be alright.

And as I followed her hand in hand,
She led me into a castle, a palace.
She said ,"It's all for you."
I said," It's a palace of diamonds. A palace of jewels. A palace of rubies. A palace for fools.
It's a kingdom with everything, but yet it lacks everything.
It possesses only material things.
It is missing one key thing.
And without love a kingdom cannot be."

Then I asked her," Do you love me?"
And she replied, "No."
So now I have no kingdom,
But yet a palace of diamonds,
A palace of jewels,
A palace of rubies,
A palace for fools.

The Flower

Photo Credit: Heather Libeheart

Twilight

So take my hand and I'll guide you through.
Past the twilight and morning dew.
Into the night where the stars shine so bright;
I swear that's where I'm leading you.

You have never been fond of the day.
For some reason the season of horror is the day.
But if you and I always had our way.
It'd be blissful nighttime everyday.
If you come with me we can count the stars.
We can watch the sunset for the very last time.
I know you've never been fond of staying in one place.
But at least for the moment. stay here with me.
And if this does appease.
Forever nighttime it will be.
I with you.
And you with me.

So take my hand and I'll guide you through.
Past the twilight and morning dew.
Into the night where the stars shine so bright;
I swear that's where I'm leading you.

Courtyard of Red

Gray tree in a courtyard of red,
Leafless, heartless, & dead.
The barren sun bearing down,
Relentlessly as the tree droops to the ground.
Round, thick trunk, brittle branches and stems,
Was once alive, majestic, and prim.
And now remains,
So dead, so desolate, with no heart to break.

And a dove flew down and perched its self high.
But the dove didn't know that it was about to die.
He landed on the highest branch, his chirp the only sound and,
As soon as he did, the bird fell to the ground.
Then there was only a soft thud of a sound.

The animals drew close,
Looking for rest and for shade.
Ignorant to how,
The tree took all life away.
The closer they drew, the more they died.
But before they knew it, they were trapped inside.

Trapped with a gray tree in a courtyard of red,
Leafless, heartless, & dead,
The barren sun bearing down,
The blood of the beasts, paint the courtyards’ ground.

Sunny Side To Life

It was cloudy outside,
Drizzling rain,
It wouldn't stop falling,
On my window pane.
I let out a sigh,
Watched the incense smoke fly
I leaned back against my pillow and
Closed my eyes.
I took a few heavy breaths,
Before rolling onto the top of my chest,
I buried my face in the blankets,
Trying to lay to rest.
And I was sung to sleep,
By the rain in perfect time.

And then I dreamed,
That the, rain turned to lemon drops,
The trees turned to lollipops.
And in the dream I was told,
That it's not always damp and cold,
There's always a sunny side to life.

I rolled awake and it finally stop raining.
The sun poked his head out through the clouds,
Who gave up restraining,
His rays.
And then began a most glorious day.

I had dreamed that,
The rain turned to lemon drops,
The trees turned to lollipops.
And in the dream I was told,
That it's not always damp and cold,
There's always a sunny side to life.

Sarah

I asked her how her heart was doing.
And she replied,
"It's covered with cracks, dents, and creases."
So I asked her then,
"May I try to fix them?"
She said,
"Sure, I wont be mad if you can't."
And so I set to work,
To make up for all of the wrongs that she has been dealt.
And I set off to showing her the polite intents of my heart.
And I welded the cracks,
Aligned the creases,
And repaired every dent.
I fixed her heart like I said I would.
And I never asked for a thing.
But when I saw her kissing my closest friend.
I felt my heart pop,
And that was it,
I felt my heart die.
And she showed no remorse,
No tear fell from her eye.

Quicksand Eyes

The ambient echo of your breath in my ears.
It intrudes upon all of my fears.
The taste of the humid Summer air.
And I can feel your eyes locked onto mine, an immobilizing stare.
Your amber eyes refuse to relent their snare.
And the street lights emit a dim orange glare.
And even if you were to go, you'll always be here.

Soleil

Je vous aime plus alors le soleil, pour vous êtes mon soleil.
And if you were to love me.
My life would be complete.
Because,
Je vous aime plus alors le soleil, pour vous êtes mon soleil.






I thought I should incorporate the language of love known as French into one of my pieces.
The French translates into: I love you more than the sun, for you are my sunshine.

Sleep Walking

The cool tunnel breeze.
In an urban state of being.
As I look out and see the city lights suddenly freezing.
And then not one thing in the world could effect my feeling.
When I finally heard the motors begin their teasing, my mind was slowly easing.
No revving engine or taunt of machine would evade me from this lovely dream.
And it would seem.
That I had finally gone mad.
But you see, and quite truly, love was all I had.
It is all that I still have.
And in that sudden thought of love.
I became, invincible.
No strength like love.
No strength like love.
And then I gazed at the moon.
And no I didn't see the man that is rumored to live there.
But I saw my love, in all her beauty, oh, how fair she was.
So I ran and I stumbled after the moon.
You see she had begun her descent.
And I couldn't catch her, tripped, fell, and I was K.O.
That was it, or so it seemed.
Then suddenly I was jerked awake.
A bright light intruding upon my face.
I awoke to the sun and the echo of horns.
Lying with torn clothes, muddy and rugged,
But only ten feet from her door.

Sunshine

Slowly dieing, time is falling away.
Slowly dieing, more and more each day.
But you know it really doesn't bother me,
All that much.
Because, Even though I'm always dieing.
The sun still keeps on shining.

You see, ever since the day I was born,
It began the slow process of fleshly eradication.
The newly fear of death free mind,
That it took so long for me to find.
And now that I have finally come to grips,
With the fact, that we all eventually die, I now have peace of mind.
And only bliss escapes my expressions and my lips.
Because with no fear there can only be bliss.

You see, we're all

Slowly dieing, time is falling away.
Slowly dieing, more and more each day.
But you know it really doesn't bother us,
All that much.
Because, Even though we're always dieing.
The sun still keeps on shining.

Crystal Blue

Crystal blue eyes,
Clash with this crimson night.
Peace in the wake of this raging storm.
And yet,
Through the murderous waves,
Your smile still gives me,
Peace.

Breeze

And you were like the lines I drew in the sand.
But now your gone and not one thing has gone wrong.

Now feel my watery touch and know that this song is not about you.

'Cause now your gone and this song is, only to remind you, that you were just a breeze.

I'm done crying over you I'm getting off my knees, I'm getting off my knees.

You were my cold breeze, now your flying away, moving the clouds in every which way.

The clouds were just your mark on me and now your breeze has blown them away.

Now feel my watery touch and know that this song is not about you. ' Cause now your gone and this song is, only to remind you, that you were just a breeze.

I'm done crying over you I'm getting off my knees. I'm getting off my knees.

Don't tell me your sob story 'cause I've heared 'em all.

But listen baby you were, my favorite downfall.

My favorite downfall, my favorite downfall.

Now feel my watery touch and know that this song is not about you.

'Cause now your gone and this song is, only to remind you, that you were just a breeze.

I'm done crying over you I'm getting off my knees, I'm getting off my knees.

-Hope-

LIFE,
It's a DARK and damp CHASM,
Waiting to eat you ALIVE.
BUT,
There is always that LIGHT,
That GUIDES you through to the OTHER SIDE.
Will you FOLLOW it?

Love Is Far From A Myth

Standing here
It's crystal clear
Hold me close
Hold me near
To comfort me my dear
And do not fear,
This persona, that which haunts me.
Just be here,
Standing alongside me.
Death does not define me.
For a man's good erodes along with his flesh.
But his evil lingers long after his death.
This is a myth and so is time.
But whilst I die
I know I am loved
And a love, my love
Knows no time.

Welcome Home

Welcome to the world
Welcome to this place
I am so relieved to finally
See your face.
You precious gift
You sweet blessing
Let your eyes be like sapphires
Ohh welcome
Child of Heaven
Child of God
We welcome you
Welcome loved one,
Welcome

....

This life is only a taste of what is truly yet to come.
And what ever comes, is solely dependent on how you live this life.....

The Angel I Couldn't Catch

Face of an angle.
Eyes of a Goddess.
That sweet innocent smile.
That is never far off.
The embrace, long awaited.
She leaves my heart inflated.
She has made me sedated.
But I didn't act
I didn't act quite fast enough
I wish I would have
I could have,
I could have been the one she loved.

Sweet Silky Death

And it was your lips that made me sick.
They were sweet and slick as silk
But then, death escaped your lips.
And what was once sweet and slick.
Is now as rotten and desolate.

At Peace With Me

These are my words.
My words of ecstasy.
This is me soaring high above the sea.
And I am at peace.
At peace with me.


I'm done with this being bummed out thing.
I hate it, it makes me feel horrible.
But anyway,
Help my day be even better.

Home, Highway, Here

Whisper me kisses,
Darling I'm listening.
The touch of your lips,
Lingers on mine.
This is so distilling ,
This feeling persisting .
And my hands are weary ,
From clenching.
Trying to choke something,
As vast as air.
All as I try to imagine you here.
Trying to place you in front of me here.
Just so I can be with you dear.

Let me know what you think.
Seriously,
Somebody please,
For the love of God,
Critique me!!!!

Dear, Little Miss Sunshine

Listen up girl,
Don't keep your head down.
Let's flip that frown upside down.
Your times not up,
I said we aren't done.
Let kick this in gear and have some fun.
GO!
That boy was just another fish in the sea
But I can't help seeing you lookin' at me.
So if you wanna get together
I'll show you the man I can be.
And then you'll see,
Why worry about him
when you can have me?
Things will get better
You'll See
You'll See

Stone Cold Lilies

These lilies are frozen.
These lilies are stone.
But they become brittle and broken.
When the winter wind blows.

...............................

I have to say that I think my repetitive poetry,
Is becoming a cliche' and in some cases annoying.
But I know, and believe so strongly.
That if my words can some how reach you.
They might change you,
They might bless you,
They might show my love for you.