Weather worn hands penetrate virgin soil. Life implanted through blood and toil. Years of work On the open field. Bring to them a fruitful yield. But when the land Is passed onto child. Gluttony runs awild. Impetuous and Forsaken. Growing nothing, And only taking. Eventually they starve and die. The land however waits... Offering men … Continue reading Fertile Ground
Turn
A tap on the shoulder, And the weight of the world shifts. Like a car with a blown out clutch. Clutched in my hands are fragmented words. Words... My words turned you away from me. So, I turn about face, to face the music. Only to face a mere reflection. A photo copied piece of … Continue reading Turn
My Sunshine Blogger Award
Thank you to: GlitzyRitzyMommy, for the nomination. If you like passionate poetry then you should check out her blog in the link above. I appreciate it and thank you for the continual support of my blog. Here are my answers to the questions. 1.) Who is your favorite author or poet? Author: Kurt Vonnegut Jr. … Continue reading My Sunshine Blogger Award
Tera Firma
My Feet on the ground, Head in the sky; but earthbound. Imprisoned — but free.
The Promised Land
The brazen breeze, and bitter taste. A thousand grains, not one a waste. Heat assaults without reason. Burning with tears of treason. The barren stretches will consume, all who falter in it’s womb. Blood stained land! By an act of man, or by the devils hand? Flesh of my flesh. Fused together we mesh, Blood … Continue reading The Promised Land
Hot Night
Heat builds, Passion boils. A feather touch, My heart recoils. Your whispers tickle. Limbs entwined. Goosebumps prickle, Loosing my mind. Fused hips, Quivering lips. The world burns bright, On this hot night...
Emotional Tie-Dye
Colors blend in a deafening roar, an emotional roller-coaster tour. Being pulled up, down, left and right. Full-blown emotional plight. Red rings harder then blue, causing me to cry then stew. A volcano of fear and desire, the culmination of water and fire. Steamed up in an empty pot. My heart feels like a vacant … Continue reading Emotional Tie-Dye
Electricity
Late night. Moods right. A lingering touch, Your body; my crutch. I lean in for more, Your being I tour. Grasping. Gasping. A fusion of skin, Leaves not; but a grin. The buildup of heat, When our eyes finally meet.
Procrastination Vacation
Sometimes I take small vacations from reality. I find a corner of the room and draw, meditate, or read. Sometimes I get tunnel vision (especially when drawing). This enables me to disconnect from the parts of my life that are overwhelming. It's needed to decompress from the stress and overall chaos that life sometimes dumps … Continue reading Procrastination Vacation
Sensesual
Sight My hearts a flutter, From a mere glimpse of your eyes. I’m captivated. Touch My body quivers, As your silken hand touches mine. Graced by an Angel. Sound My ears are twice blessed, The definition of hot. Lust drips from your lips.
One Regular Dad 