The ancient Gods lay broken As the new ones usher The teachings of soul Long forgotten by mankind Now they learn only About sins and flesh Every action bringing God’s wrath on human While a peaceful civilization Resided in those times The times of nature…

Boardwalk #9

Left, Right, Left, Right, each step takes me away from you, I wanna run back, even after you put me through, I will not, not this time, when I cross this Boardwalk, I’m free, When I cross this Boardwalk , you have no power over…

Invisible

I am here but you can’t see me. I know you can’t If you could see me You’d see a mother child In need of love, true love And you would not leave me here, in the dark, without food, on the cold…hard…ground. You say…

Circles

don’t expect to find the straight line in a circle insane spin, although the image can appear to be near, you are going in circles trying to path a direction…

Lucernarium

The great light, incandescent, fires the evening sky Coruscant gold and burnished red, at the lighting of the lamps. A greater light, deathless, translucent as crystal Pure love, a shining sea of glass mingled with flame—ascends Supplanting the heat of stars with brilliant eternity Consuming…

O Music (Hour Ten)

Music, Holy miracle of miracles, How do you exist? How does sound coalesce And accrete Into galaxies Laden with meaning And emotion And all that makes our existence Worth the effort Of being alive?

Dreams

If dreams came true And prayers were answered And peace reigned in every home If mama’s and dad’s Could love their children And never leave them alone If there were no bullies And kindness prevailed And love could be found for free And happiness conquered…

Poem 10- Oat(is a great)meal

I tried really hard to write something for my mom, but cannot do anything justice in this time frame. So figured I would do something lighter! Saving the other poem for later.   You are a two minute gateway to an explosion of tastes Caramelized…

Hour 10

Reflection I grew up in the South, The smell of azaleas in spring like cherry sno-cones permeating the air, Riding my bike under the oak trees during summer break. These memories work like a drug on my mind, taking me to a safe time and…

ode to a banana

yellow rainbow first food put me in a writing mood   monkeys favorite playful phone I can’t do this on my own   all night coffee and red wine you’re a morning friend of mine   crack your neck peel off your skin this just…