It wasn’t until the middle of morning coffee, awakening, I learned of it’s arrival. On the drumming bus of sleep, and mangled dreams the meaning budded, bloomed, and withered leaving broken stem, memory, and lingering aroma. Gathering strewn petals greedily along the path, I breathe…

The icy cold liquid is wrapped around me. Dragging me further below the surface. Into the deep. I feel the air bursting within my chest. Fighting for release, Fighting to escape. Into the deep I plunge. My eyes remain shut to the frigid, watery darkness…

“YAWN” tendons popping DAMN! Alarm didn’t go off NEED coffee to start Am I late, am I? Crumpled sheets lie in confusion, as dejected cat mews but wait, it’s too early! Bully Sun finds every crevice, pushes, prods, “GET UP!” Stumbling to the table, mind…

The bull ghost Is so angry Is moving so much Dust Scratching the dry ground With its fiery shoes He is ready to load A big weight In your face You run But it’s too late You run But it flies It flies fast And…

Let me out! Let me out! I closed my eyes tight I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe I kick and I struggle I’m sinking, I’m sinking “Hush little one, just let it go”   I stop for a second I open my eyes The blue…

Submerged. Deeper and deeper I sink into the warm waves of ocean’s spray. Sunken. Like a ship lost at sea never to return to the slip from which it ported. Drowned. Forever filled with the fluids of antiquity are my desperate lungs, screaming for air…

In such a narrow margin, close confined, Between the crushing depths and empty space. This thin, sustaining band where life can grow. How perilous existence is for fish. PROMPT: Set underwater. FORM: Unrhymed blank verse.

Immobilized by inconquerable lethargy powered by unconscious lungs herded by panic as limbs clash with intention the trance that will not let you wake nor allow sleep immerses you in an ocean of curiously pointless struggle through the thickened nothingness of indecipherable transparency making for an interesting cruise through…

Out at sea near the beautiful booby cay Islands is a Stunning coral Reef there lies the beauty no eyes has ever seen. Fishes or every kind sand and corals dimmer in light The ocean floor is pure as gold The blessings from our creator…

Nothing Human I might spend an entire lifetime by an absurd assertion All of man-made is a mere reflection Of what nature had already inspired So our ideas were merely hired Yet I contradict myself often and am forced to alter When speaking of the…