My Poetry
Nuclear tear drops
on terrorist head chops
between drive-by gang shots
cloaked in government conspiracy plots,
a revolutionist is silenced,
his free thinking condensed,
they censored his genius,
for how dare he go against
their hearsay and rules,
their schools for proud fools,
their faith without glue,
a faith in which through
dirty looks they shunned him
for his honesty, so brim,
trimmed in good intentions,
free from fabled extensions,
he [...]
Even after all the fights, and all the words exchanged,
all the painful nights, and expectations shortchanged,
through all the tears, after all these years,
I still do,
I still love you.
Sow thy seeds now,
thou pretense not parted
reveal thy rhythm guarded
uncharted text-scape,
cape of metaphoric tricks,
affix thy words fiddled
riddled selected picks
upon my fading canvas
kiss silent emptiness adieu
construe a bosom beat mix
fixed with message true,
tattoo thy bare passion
fashioned by I in you.
Cloaked in a charcoal clothes,
sneaky silhouettes tiptoe under lights gaze,
and it’s in these days, the brightest of days,
when out come the darkest of the shadows.
Haunting every form and every shape
Mirroring every movement and every ray
the darkness follows, for light’s its prey.
It lets no sparkle, nor glint escape.
Light is Jekyll, and shadows, Hyde.
You can not run, [...]
The obsessive compulsive perfectionist part of me wants to fix the crack in my windshield,
and the creative artistic free part of me wants to leave it, feeling the fracture adds character to the car.
Character…?
More character then what the already now stale squash scented air freshener adds to its interior?
Yes.
I think that perhaps the two compliment [...]
I laid there,
a seasoned vet of time,
inhaling the blue of the sky,
exhaling the whites of the clouds.
The air felt lighter,
scents smelled fresher,
tastes tasted sweeter,
and everything radiated in “love.”
Time was no more then a measurement,
and I had spoiled, but like a fine wine.
I knew my place, my oneness with all.
No “me,”
No “you,”
My final breaths were riddled
with [...]
Ice pterodactyls,
fractals frozen through,
rendered from the heavens,
coloring hell blue.
They fell while I slept,
while I dreamt of just you,
you, and your lips,
seductive, yet true.
An illusion, a dream
a dream of perfections,
tattooed in warm lips,
answering wakes lost lover affections.
Intimate reflections,
where we snuggled and held each other warm.
We hugged and we huddled,
we cuddled in one form.
Surrender! Titan snowflakes!
So that [...]
While searching for the sweetest kiss,
I found you in a moon.
You drugged me in your liqueur lips,
fed by sugar spoon.
Mesmerized by your buxom peaches,
exchanging oral mist,
I’ve known no drug as sweet as this,
this nectar in your kiss.
I traced the lines of your lips with mine
like a detective traces clues.
Curvatures so moist and warm,
formed in fevered [...]
You make more difference then you know.
You create the spark,
which grows into a flame,
that then flickers and spreads,
eventually turning into deep burning coals,
kindling the world.
The winter snow fell in fall.
Dry snowflakes,
landing on my tongue
slipping into the darkness
scraping their corners against the back of my throat on the way down.
Yes,
these evil little grits,
disguised as soft and cuddly snowflakes
forced winters sandpaper down my central cavity
turning me into a sore trumpet.