We share the same name and many of the same ways I see your features when I look at my face You were a proud dad but with demons Parted for portions of my childhood with you in prison Yet away or with me I…

four four written four posted yes! ahhh, BUT frick! WRONG this is not miscellaneous four poems born from nowhere birthed into the site sighted seen but uncounted in the maze of a web I didn’t design hidden so I didn’t know miscellaneous was not my…

I haven’t been out of this valley in 16 days. There’s a loop that I walk, it whips away from the ocean. Two green thighs with one way in, one way out. You could die here. Do you want to die here? In this theatre…

HOW IT REALLY IS A Zen Story   awakening into the twilight of the morning I take my boat to fish among the silent mists as the sun contemplates the course of the day   night playfully rousing daybreak with sweet kisses light & shadow…

SWEET MEMORIES. By the lake we sat In the cloudy dark night Reminscing the past Of wrongs and rights By the breezing shore We watched the stars Just like long before When we were youngsters In that night we talked Of our hopes and fears…

Can we carve our names in a tree, Meet me under a sky filled with stars, Unmask me and leave me bare, Show me how to love you vulnerable. Change me like the coming of seasons. Have me draped under a thousand shooting stars, So…

warm gleam over the hills ethereal alert wake up call from beyond the visible a bright embrace to all beings under its scope wake up and be aware! reciprocate! walk out into this golden world and seek out the sun in everyone

v. Accept my Respect Oh dear beautiful, indeed a cruel world it is, For putting metal to hands, meant to be adorn by flowers and gems. Oh dear young man, I advocate peace, metals are for maintaining it.               …

  With coloured fabric the sky is full with surprises against odds time flies briefly in a subject, spining while falling ideas into hair from hare above, roaring cascabel matters and it starts to shake when it rains everything sound like tingling, sand and dusty…

All you can do is make tomorrow a bit brighter than yesterday. That is what I say, to take the pain away and let it drift away. Drifting down like water to a water drain. And I hope one day people will use their hearts…