Hour six

It’s one of those nights when I try to forget you (when I try to set free the stars of your memory)   The ink flows and speaks of you   you become my muse   And I’m left with a notebook full of you….

Problems with Solutions

Inner city blues Success has many clues The answer solves what’s real No matter how you feel   Sing a simple song of life That ends the violence, starvation, and strife That lets factual knowledge now be heard Where wisdom isn’t a foreign word Sing a…

Hour five

We sneaked into an old  abandoned gym   alone with the dusty equipments surrounded by Grey floor, cream walls and rustic windows   I was on the bench press when I saw your face upside down   you helped me lift a heavy iron barbell…

Photo: Shala Lang

Hour two

Your kiss like sweet sangria— slowly   loosing its red to my tongue.   lingers on my tongue.   my tongue wants more.

Years

Five years, light and laughter fill my eyes. Airy and breathy, like feathers floating upon the wind. Hope swells like cresting ocean waves and dreams rise higher than the desert mountain tops of memory. The stars and moon never out of reach for the innocent…

looking at it

The sun rises Night has quietly left The starts agreed To remain covered They don’t want the attention They know They will shine again.   Birds have started chirping a song Telling the world Look at the beautiful day How bright it is Something great…

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