doom in the terrible room, fucked so much, he went to sleep before we saw the world come together. he had his palms out, sun was radiating against the temple he created, he wanted everything to be in its proper order. I have become a…
Category: Miscellaneous
The Night Is For Sleeping
Dearest Poets, The Night Is For Sleeping. Not writing, or dreaming, or thinking. The night is not for wild-eyed dreamers whose thoughts wreck havoc. The Night is For Star-crossed lovers who take their lives or for those who are faint of heart The Night is Not for…
Eternity
Eternal life is given through faith The promise of heaven A hope of being reunited with loved ones And eternal fellowship with God Meeting those who have gone before People who walked this earth Since the beginning of time And also those who will…
The Inner Most Thoughts of a Nomad
It use to rub me like vapor rub the wrong way and I would break out in hives when someone would ask me why don’t you settle down this type of living brings me clarity as it does community but sometimes I want to settle…
The Night is for Sleeping
Parties, scheming, out right creeping None of those things The night is for sleeping Get up early to maximize your day Turn in early Make your stress go away
Poem 22- Blue Clouds whisper
Blue clouds whisper Nights are for sleeping The moon nods in gentle agreement Stars beat a gentle rumba The palm trees play bongos In the gentle breeze The blue clouds whisper Nights are for sleeping But I know better Nights are for writing The blue…
Prompt 10: Praise Working title: Psalm from Shannon
O Lord how awesome is Your work Your infinite details in my life Your words fill my chambers like books That I love to read and like music That I love to hear, on repeat How does your majesty fill the space of my depravity…
For the Guy at the Bar Whose Name I Didn’t Catch
Like most things, you’ve lost your charm, but keep smiling and I’ll go home with you anyway. Or at least to your car where we’ll fog the windows and smoke your last cigarette.
Sleep
Sleep Awaiting me Trying to sprinkle Pixie dust To induce slumber
Sing for Your Supper
deep fried questions greet serious pundits who want denial but accept gorging in place of sweet autocracy always