Fire dances from his fingertips, laughter crackles from his throat and l am drawn, a fool to his flame. when I wake, I am scorched, a prisoner wrapped in darkness, without stars to light the way. – s.j.duncan –

I stop noticing or caring about the edge of the guard railing digging into my thigh about 20 minutes ago. The wind tries to push me backwards. I lean into Zephyr. The water breaks along the sand and the whooshing rhythm fills my ears. Gulls crying…

Serenity is felt In the coolness of the mountains. In the solitary madness In a cabin in the middle of nowhere. Peace comes to me The land is wide and free I look into eternity In a cabin in the middle of nowhere. Tranquility is…

Wow third poem down. These might not be super long but I’m very happy that I am getting these poems done.   Eternity Now Neon shines fro the building Naming our escape from the world We hide for the night in bodies Swaying together sweat…

Motel Eternity By Patricia Harris Promises broken Beneath the neon sign, Under the night sky I sit wondering why. Questioning self, And the reasoning That I choose to even believe In an illusion called eternity.   Temporal misnomer, No longer assured That I will even…

Woke up and my ass was sore Tired of running nowhere in my sleep Perhaps daily reminders of how old I am Flights and flights  and flights of stairs Walk yourself here to there to somewhere Curvy, hippy, muscles still there Folks still make my…

Eternity now! Remain with that feeling you are feeling, don’t give it a name See if you can instead just let this feeling be just see Was that a glimpse of eternity?

6h Pencils VCS Hard etched lines Sketched cruelly by a clan of reckless hands Caring about each cut millimeter tearing through the fleshy layers of pressed pulp page and the work of art under the 6h pencils razor lead blades Threatening to tear the page…

she buried ambition in the dirt in the cemetery not by the lilac bushes but with the bodies, a rotting corpus of potential and desire reeking of risk and rejection she asked me not to visit the cemetery which is how I knew what was…