little pictographs on a screen packaging meaning into its most miniscule form. why complicate things? there is humour in the obliterating meaning with the intent to simplify it fast food conversations that go stale or maybe communication is asking too much of them for expecting…

Do not mess with me I am an emotional mess Disappointed by the world by the people I love I will find a way I will prevail I will fight a new day

O Pilot! O Pilot! Our mouths were screaming in fear As the deadly ocean waves came towards the ship It was as if some monster was blowing away the wind from its mouth A violent, gray, funnel-shaped cloud, rotating in contact with the ground… Alas!…

Tiger, tiger, fire blast! Pine tree, milky way, tree pine Where is the ghost hand that I saw Hands up, shout! There is no escape.

Beside a river of words Poets paddling past   I watch in wonder All the words We plop and plunder   Stanzas swiftly sinking On the paper we Continue inking   Will they ever see the light of day?   This Poetess can pray With…

Perception, Love, is only half of everything. Tomorrow, I want to be filled with laughter and with joy, To flit through realms of nonexistent things and see a bit of soul To find my way to monies that only exist without meaning Where truth is…

Love poem I wrote you a love poem stuck it in a book you were reading you read the poem used to mark the spot to continue reading the book. Sometimes love means never having to dog-ear. – Mark L. Lucker © 2020 http://lrd.to/sxh9jntSbd

A beautiful stranger. A smile.   That is how I lose my balance and stumble like a child in hand-me-down sneakers, Certainly wanting what isn’t mine and secretly setting you aside to ponder, So distantly dear… Stir me up with silver-lined sonder

Vines grow yellow blossoms open enticing bees to cover themselves in gold heavy with fruit glowing red warm in my hand I breathe in the scent as my teeth sink in juice drips down my chin as I taste the flavor of summer.

Fierce fists lash out at what cannot be seen – a silent mugger, new and keen, Being fed lies and rules imprecisely Too overwhelmed to argue concisely, They just want everything to be alright, Y’know, after this fight – Justified anger has once again missed…