Category: General

  • Breaking Free

    A Heart Restored In sunrise landscape does the heart call out, Lifting rising from beneath the rock and the black In an exquisite flourish does it crack down the boulder Beating redder and redder till the expansion fills its space, Long awaited hollow expansion heart clicks in, while cobwebs snap…

  • Sunrise

    Written at sunrise in Mexico. In the whiplash of the horizon roars the suns silent rays, In tandem with the lion roaring below ripples, In shock webbing out caressing in crystal light Morning Written morning after camping near the forest. Rippling waves screaming from within  Black tsunamis roaring sky high,…

  • Respect for the Sea

    In the blasting concrete that shatters at sea, In life’s coral cyclones that stardust underneath, Blasting horizons in the pseudo welcome, In its speaking of own language hit with concrete riptides,  In roaring of the earth relaying its own soft ripples, Cancun thunders tornados whirlpools, blasting waves shoot into earth,…

  • Children Who Did Not Receive Enough Love

    Stabs of the sharpest bloodiest metal blade More painful than all the excruciating tortures, The heart of the child screams louder than those damned to that suffering, For his heart is suffering from      the stabs of the sharpest metal blade,      the shredding of the piercing torture machine,     the…

  • After the Battle

    On the arching hills of blazing ashes, In the crackling flames of remnants of battle,  In the bittersweet wisps of curling smoke,  In consuming carnage echoing courage, In varnished beauty encased in sword, Of heartbreak sounded in celestial showers, Of pilfering hearts now screaming, lashing uneven, catering to the patterns…

  • This was written in tribute to Rachel Morin, a woman raped and murdered by an illegal immigrant. However, this can be a tribute to all women who were attacked and abused by such men. I left out a title because there is no title for sorrow and heartbreak. Bottled screams…

  • The Curse of the Writer

    The mind a panorama of multiple ideas layered in their depth and context, but no one to truly understand. An everspring of ideas, a constant poet generating layers in the background; a never ending diverse painting with multiple harmonies of depth. Sort of a cage, for who can truly comprehend;…

  • Four Walls Vs A Home

    “love is what creates a home”

  • Time

    A reflection slowly fades to gray smoke A timeless dream’s song in the background Fingers curl to catch the slipping cloud between –  Slowly slips through into the song – blends into the background melody –       Time. A rippling black pool seated in the black woods Drops falls on the…

  • Alcohol

    The blood of mankind,   The poison of the blood To reduce man to act like the animal,   To form his eyes and tooth to match his blood. Reduce to a marble   Lost control Turn into a bubbling rabble   To what cost Lose the colorful splash gracing your world   Lose…