~Poetry~ *Strong Language Warning* They say blood is thicker than waterSo is honeyAnd you can catch lots of fliesWithout vinegarWho in the fuck really cares?A fly-eating toadWhich of course I am notShould I care?No; and yet I do so deeplyBad bloodIt has become soiled between usSpilled outUpon infertile, uncared-for earthSo pollutedPoisoned with lost trust and failureYet it’s homeAll that I know was grown right hereThough … Continue reading Crying Over Spilt Blood
~Poetry~ Those whom die richOften lived poorlyWithout meaningful wealthand so pursued thingsForever disappointedYet always hopefulThe next thing will doThat one thingTo make me happyI just have to find itIt’s out there somewhereMarriage, kids, the houseAnd then tooThe second marriageThe fast carThe bigger houseAll fleeting momentsLeaving in their wakeThy feeling alone, emptyFrustrated in disappointmentFor the wealth they seekCan never be so foundIn the things of the … Continue reading Die Rich
~Poetry~ Imagine the Garden of EdenOur so-lost paradiseA place of endless abundanceWhere every need is metSucculent satisfying fruit for allGiven by a gracious godI’ve seen flashes of this EdenIn those places unspoiltTis not yet lostDespite our best effortsThe garden thrives in wild placesThough fewer and fewerAnd so further and furtherMust our pilgrimage leadTo still sit in those hallowed spacesEnjoying the fruits of lifeOh how words … Continue reading If Earth Be Eden
~Poetry~ Another Day At The Park Hot pink and rottedDilapidated it fallsSlowly down to rest Many questions posedThough I desire one answerWhy poop on the wall? Art is subjectiveEven if it is just shitSome eyes see beauty Humans are garbageIndeed our great legacyIt will outlive all Garbage in the trashArt though? Mayhaps soDepends on abstract Thank You For Reading Continue reading Haiku Handful #7
~Poetry~ Life humbles all in the endThe greater a prideThe greater a painTo witness all that wasUnderstood as meaningfulRevealed as illusionTo see one’s life passedHaving instead chased deathTo mistake the hungerAs the meal, so never satedA heartbreaking realizationMany make too late in timeWhen there’s no space leftTo simply allow life’s blossomFinding death has filled the voidAnd a freedom sacrificedFor a small pleasureOf light comfortsAnother strung … Continue reading In The End
~Poetry~ Light Sleeper I awake earlyLong before the alarm dingI can’t yet rise up The eyes of todayCrispy dried raisins peekingOut squinty boulders I’m feeling tiredA physical sensationWith deeper roots dug I could take a napMight I get away with it?Real questions asked My eyelids heavyGravity overcomes strengthThough Sleep eludes me Thank You For Reading Continue reading Haiku Handful #6
~Poetry~ I have a nomadic soulIt yearns for a freedom lostTo wander these landsNot as would be LordRather as one would be kinIt desires to beWherever mine eyes do seeTo borders I’m blindSo too the machinations of menThe fools collecting ever moreOnly to die and lose it allHaving never truly livedFor who can say they’ve livedHaving never known loveInstead, endlessly building wallsTo keep the other … Continue reading Nomadic Soul
~Poetry~ Fleeting Love Tick tock says the clockSo creeping ever forwardChit chat says the two Time has no place hereIt may flow, but we will goLate in that dark night Staying up too lateTending to a burning flameThe heat warms my heart Yes I’ll be tiredYet another night awakeYou won’t hear complaints Bright the morning sunShimmering drops like crystalsWatering our earth Thank You For Reading Continue reading Haiku Handful #5
~Poetry~ Have you everSlept beneath the stars?Down below the heavensOntop of the worldHave you rinsed thy soulIn the cascades of moonlightThat so gently shower the nightHave your eyes ever seen pastThe twinkling starsInto the darkness of eternityCan you recognizeThat which you areWithin and withoutAnd so fall into sleepThat eternal slumber deepAt the space before dreamWhere you cease to beAny-thing as suchWhere you have no formNo … Continue reading Sleep Beneath The Stars
~Poetry~ Flow Like Water There is a thread sewnWithin each breath in and outSouls bind to body You feel a peace hereAmong the sounds of silenceEarth whispers subtly A raging riverFlows uninhibited, freeIt’s force stops for none It cannot be seenThough heard and felt, it moves usGo dance with the trees Blink once and it’s goneSo fleeting, ephemeralCherish those moments Thank You For Reading Continue reading Haiku Handful #3
Dust In The Mountain 