Quarantine my heart with yours darling Let’s isolate together and let the world outside fade away Turn off the news Forget about the future Intertwine your soul with mine and focus soley on today The here and now The power of connection when our fingers…

Heart flutters. Tightness controls. Can’t think about anything but you. Long time not eating although simple it is more complex.

prompt 14 hour 14 all my Mothers   “The land knows, you even when you are lost.” and I was so lost so very lost that summer – the summer after she was gone and we brought her home; dad and I.   truthfully, I…

It’s a moment in a crowded room when your eyes fall upon a single person, laughing, chatting, moving faster than the rest of the party, yet her movements are smooth, fluid, slowly registering in your mind. It’s a poem spoken in conversation, that ends in…

the landlords bombed so much that oil should be free pinching continents so tight they turn to USD bribing our kids with mcdonalds and caffeine to keep shivering fingers tapping on the screen cut you off from your doctors ‘you should get used to the…

The implications of an explicit Exploitation of the human geography Is the essence of true analogy of how We run free in the open space Of life in the bountiful land Of nature A glimpse of the sea of love is overwhelming to the heart…

Earthbound wish to fly is a tale I tell myself In truth, Pan-ic is the name of the demon hiding in my aerophobia lobe Whispering dark thoughts: Too much traffic, you’ll miss your flight A storm is brewing, the plane could crash You’ll be profiled…

She comes to me more in memories than dreams there, not there still there To know she is not lost loses its sting when I remember that I am also not lost to her What is not lost cannot need to be found why we…

Yesterday ended within the precinct of unfulfilled dreams It died without accomplishing the dawn of a new season… Yesterday, now dead lingers still Yesterday was rammed into the lagoon…aborted vision, perforated mission Yesterday never took flight You have today to amend yesterday’s failure… Yesterday’s procrastinated…

Inasmuch that it cannot be defined, (except as ‘it is not that’) compared, contrasted or described, experienced but not elucidated, aligned but not confined, all-permeating and pervading, yet quasi-sourced in the mind and four-chambered heart, it is God.