Archive for November, 2016

Acting Presidential

Meaning behind
the look on his face
hiding disgust
for many a race.

Read Full Post »

Shadow of 1692

Satan, that’s what they cry,
the accusations start to stick.
Guilty without being tried,
these idiots and magic tricks.

Read Full Post »

time is swimming

the pressure to do it all
in a matter of short time
will do damage in the long run
when time is swimming in your eyes

Read Full Post »

Fidelity, Recorded

Hey, all! I hope November has been a great month for you. Here’s a recording of an older poem of mine. Hope you like it! 🙂

Read Full Post »


Slice the day in half,
add in who you want to be.
Existence, there’s no map,
so carve a path worth following.

Read Full Post »

She Stirs

What is home without the comfort
of one’s warmth in close proximity?
What is home without the feeling
of falling in love with a location?

With her warmth ever nearby
I’m falling in love
with my chosen, blessed location.

I’m falling in love
with the way she stirs,
gently, in the belly of the night.

Read Full Post »


Her breathing on my neck,
whispers I try to catch.
Like butterflies they fly away
and robins ‘ready hatched.

Read Full Post »

What Have We Done?

We chose history
over history,
you know what I mean?
A path deep red
and blistering.

Read Full Post »

Independent Thought

Admirable standards
tear away like fabric.
Sewing slowing down,
hoping for a maverick.

Read Full Post »

On Choice

A decision like that
can never be easy,
so judgmental attacks
are totally sleazy.

Read Full Post »

Older Posts »