Who knows?

It’s crazy how much we rely on things we have no real understanding of. I know that there are a lot of intelligent people out there who could probably come up with an answer or at least explanations for most things. I also know that there are a lot of spiritual people who also feel … Continue reading Who knows?

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Regret

Tension writhes beneath the skin. Sluggishly bubbling in pops and stops. Freezing your veins. Tendons snap taught, Binding your thoughts... Breathing in wet cement. Every movement is a stru-ggle; Traum-a-tiz-ing and par-a-Liz-ing. Until… You’re…. Fr-o-zen… S—-o-l-i—d.

Pondering

(I took this picture this morning and it inspired me to write this poem.) A slight breeze, Blows heavy on the water. Clearing the debris, The clutter and fodder. Transformative, translucent and free, The graceful art of fluidity. One minute of clear skies, Shelters the bleak cries. Storm clouds break and the sky is clear, … Continue reading Pondering

Quickest Month Ever

Running fast and feeling great. This last month has been crazy and hard, but totally worth it. I’ve been working as much as possible in-between spending time with my family and starting my business. Staying indoors is my thing anyway, and now I have something to focus on. I have a tendency to go overboard … Continue reading Quickest Month Ever

The In-Between

Trapped... Light hits the dark. Shadows spark. Substantially vague, Memories plague, My fractured mind. Gray in design, A blurred line. Pain without measure, But equally pleasure. Sight unseen, The In-Between.

Quicksand

Caught... Distraught... A Single Thought... Why? Brain fried. Love denied. Stripped of pride. Awestruck. Cement Stuck. Out of luck. Stranded. Branded. Where have I landed? Fuck the plight, And this eternal night. I won’t go down, Without a fight.

Frailty

Structure unheard of. Unsubstantial in stance. Flagrantly fluid, Brings on a trance. A trifle misleading, Appearance is meek. The illusion subsiding, No longer weak. The stench of a demon, Brimstone and fear, Sulfur and suffering, Brings on a tear. Do not mistake, Beauty for love. A changeling can wait, Below or above.

Panic at the…

Slinking through the crowd. Voices jumbled, colors loud. Walls are compacting, now closing. Mannequins imposting. Staring and over beating. Fleeing through molasses. Twisting turning, there go my glasses. Stopping, thrown through a loop. Breathing erratic, trying to regroup. Boxed in, can’t breathe. Panic stricken, need to leave. Thoughts racing, Legs bracing. Tear stricken cheeks. Worst … Continue reading Panic at the…