It has been ten years since I last set foot into a bodice of water. It’s not that I don’t shower, or take a bath from time to time. I used to say I don’t like to swim. I don’t like to exercise the power…

I am trenches in the ocean, Deep sea breath, All black and brine, no rot, There’s nothing there to rot. I am storm clouds out at sea Mountains unimaginable Trailing wind and waves, Titans but mere tales to me. I am lightless monoliths I am…

I never planned past the 1st hour Time keeps moving until it STOPs Public admonitions of public thoughts when every little Twitch is a riddle. Muscle memory forgets what it’s chasing while the conscious mind is just making up stories. But the hive keeps everything…

I feel nothing. Pain subsided. Numbness filled instead of heat or cold. I want to sleep.  

    Reflections   I feel her eyes upon me, her gaze so intense it invades my soul, searching darkest corners for skeletons forgotten, secrets left untold lies to expose. She seeks to destroy me.   ****A nonet poem is made up of nine lines,…

Hour 1   A Mouth full of lies, A soul full of covetousness Tending to block your screams Hitting your flesh Pushing you to the ground Compelled sentiments Soul chained up with emotions It Could never be love that left you traumatized Giving up looked…

The air is wet But its not really raining The parking lot is a still lake Dampness seeped into his shoes “Why would anyone want to live here?” Shouted to the clouds he knew all his life

Hour 1 Write a poem about being in water. It can be about swimming, the shower, a bath, the rain, etc. Blub… Blub… Bubble, Burst Rising to  the surface With water all around It’s difficult, like fighting syrup To keep your head above ground The…

    water is so cool Don’t think it’s a fool Where there is water There is life to mankind It’s ambrosia to everyday Sometimes it hugs with fondness Sometimes it tears down life with anger Some time it creates fear Some time it drowns…

Sitting in front the Atlantic violent waves defying logic and physics A constant menance, yet still therapeutic Take a dip the voice in my head says No better way to connect with my ancestors taking as slaves Diving in with a smile on my faces…